I can't breathe. I really can't breathe.
I stiffen as I feel Hector's fingers glide across the length of my skin. My heart is on the verge of pumping straight out of my ribcage.
"H-Hector, what are you d-doing?" I stutter helplessly.
He doesn't respond with words. Instead, he pulls the other half of my dress and rips it apart. The material pools around my waist, revealing my bare chest to the darkness.
The cold air teases my naked nipples to two hard, pointy buds. My pulse pounds wildly against my throat as I try to raise my hands to cover myself.
"Don't move." Hector's voice booms from the shadows.
I'm scared to death. I need to get out of here.
"I don't do too well with darkness, Hector. Please let me out of here. Please…"
I feel a presence in front of me and snap my mouth shut. Seconds later, Hector presses his fingers against my lips.
"You will not speak except I give you permission. Understood?"
