He practically throws me on the couch. Somehow, I trip and end up face down. My face is buried harshly in black leather that starts suffocating me. I pull my hands to lever myself up, instantly trying to rectify my position and breathe, but he has my wrists faster than I can pull them and cruelly yanks them behind my back. I cannot get up from this bent-over position or refuse his advances while held this way. Immediate horror hit home that he will fuck me this way despite my ...