Show Me (Bonus)

Sylas knocked on the door of a duplex. 

It wasn't long before a woman with caramel skin came to the door. She looked more than a little bit sweaty, as though she had just been in the middle of a truly intense workout. 

But before she could react, the door was pushed in and something was pressed against her lips. 

Her eyes went wide, but her struggle was futile as she was toyed with in ways and touched in places she hadn't experienced in too long. 

Repressed lust was one thing, but being raped was another matter entirely. She had no desire to be treated this way, and her lust was easily overwhelmed by her anger, humiliation, and fear. 

Wasn't she being monitored?! Where were those bastards now?!

Sylas kicked her door closed, and the despair seemed to set in for Olivia, only for the sensations to suddenly stop coming in a wave.