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That pissed me off even more. What a bitch! I was a mixture of furious, weepy and distraught as I exited the bar and slumped up against the outside brick wall, not sure what to do with myself. I felt like a mess.

I hardly had anytime to catch my breath, much less sort through my thoughts, before I heard someone say, "whoa, you look like shit. What happened?"

I looked up at the speaker with a glare, filled with anger which quickly morphed in fear and anxiety when I realized who it was: Malcolm. I wanted to scream at him to go fuck himself; that he was a vile, disgusting, filthy human being; that I was going straight to the police station and hoped that they locked him up forever and that he rotted in a jail cell. But nothing came out, my jaw just hanging agape, paralyzed due to the combination of the flood of emotions I'd experienced in the last fifteen minutes and the unbelievable audacity that this horrid man had in his relentless pursuit.

"Well, whatever it is, I'll help you forget all about it babe, when we're back at my apartment like we talked about," he said, before grabbing me by my arms and pulling me up, then proceeding to carry me away before I even knew what was happening.

That was when I went berserk, screaming and yelling obscenities and stringing together sentences that made no sense. I slapped him and pounded on his chest as hard as I could, but he just squeezed me tighter and put his hand over my mouth, laughing as he said, "oh, so you like it rough, huh? What, you can't wait till we get back to my place to get started, and want to get down and dirty right here? Alright, babe, I'm game if you are."

Then he carried me around to the back of the bar, to an alley with a couple of dumpsters, and set me down on the asphalt, against the back wall of the bar. While I was still flailing around like a madwoman upon being dropped like a pile of trash, I felt him grab the bottoms of my jeans and yank as hard as he could, my ass, now protected by just the thin layer of fabric afforded by my panties, landing on the cold gravel. I was suddenly jerked back to reality, and regained a semblance of control over myself, immediately moving my hands to cover up my underwear, but it was too late - he'd already grabbed either side and ripped the garment apart like it was nothing.

"Ah! Nooooo!" I hollered as my pussy was exposed to the cold night air, and to my assailant.

"Please, please, please," I whimpered, begging, "don't do this Malcolm, please, please don't! I have a boyfriend. Please, please. Don't."

"Shhh," Malcolm whispered, leaning up against the wall of the bar so that he was next to me, putting one hand over my mouth again and the other on my mound, "I'm not gonna do anything you don't want, okay? So don't you worry about a thing. Just forget about your boyfriend and enjoy yourself."

I felt his fingers start to play with the folds of my pussy lips, surprisingly gently, as he spoke, and then felt him slip a finger inside, causing all of my muscles to tense rigidly. I refused to admit to myself that the tenderness of his touch and finesse were in fact quite pleasurable. Even so, he still had his other hand over my mouth, and started to try to push his fingers into it, but I clenched my teeth as tightly as I could, denying him access.

"Don't fight it," he was whispering in my ear, "we both know you'll give in eventually."

I would have told him off, or to go fuck himself, but I was afraid that as soon as I opened my mouth he'd push his fingers in. So instead I just tried to tense every muscle in my body and not respond to him at all, despite the fact that his skillful fingering of my pussy was producing sensations that my body desperately wanted to react to.

"Oh fuck," he continued whispering, "yeah keep squeezing like that, babe. You're already so tight, it's going to be like a vise around my cock if you do that while I'm railing you. Your boyfriend must have a real tiny dick. Shit, I can tell that you need this bad, huh?"

I couldn't hold out much longer, so I squi

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