But she didn't have a chance to finish for Sam Dagon grabbed her around the waist, pulling her sharply to him and clamped his mouth down on hers, holding her with a vise-like grip, so that all of her wriggling and squirming were to no avail. Vague thoughts of other times, when she was in high school and she had been caught alone on a desolate road with some young boy who had thought she would go all the way, came into her mind… but this wasn't a harmless boy, she reminded herself. This was a grown man… and a strong one. Fear mingled with shock rose in her throat as she felt Sam's lips pressed hard against hers, so hard that she thought her teeth would pierce the skin of her lips. He was holding her so that her full ripe breasts were smashed into his heaving chest.

"Oh, my God," she thought… "My God! He's going to rape me!"

But just as that thought came into her mind, Sam released his hold on her slightly and removed his lips from hers long enough to speak wetly into her car.

"Don't worry," he panted, "I'm not going to hurt you. Anything I do to you, I want to feel good…"

"Let me loose…" Kate cried, between clenched teeth. "Please Mr. Dagon… let me go…!" She renewed her struggle almost managing to slip away from his restraining hands. But she only managed to turn her torso so that his hands were in direct contact with her full, supple breasts.

She jumped, trying to jerk away from his touch, but Sam took full advantage of the situation, squeezing the soft protrusions with his strong hands, massaging them slowly but firmly. At the same time, he pushed her steadily backward, so that after much struggling, she was finally down on her back, pressed flat against the wide seat of the Mercedes.

She could hardly believe what was happening to her. Sam Dagon's mouth crushed down on her's harder than ever, and she could feel his hands manipulating her breasts as though he were molding clay. He trapped her hands beneath her own body as he pushed her back, and she thought that her arms might break from the pressure he was exerting on her. She groaned loudly beneath the weight of his upper body, trying desperately to swing her legs around, but she twisted in such a way that it was painful for her to move one way or the other.