Lust was two seconds away from jamming her hand down his throat and dragging out whatever organ it first wrapped around but she took the strike in stride. Man, this shit better not leave too much of a mark. She hated being disfigured in any way. Oh but she cried out in pain, tears even came to her eyes. This wasn't her first faux rape rodeo.

She didn't say anything, kept not looking at him and vigorously shook her head. This would be fun.