"Then you have to move," he begs her, hand slide down to grip her finger tips and tug as she refuses to walk, her legs feeling stiff and numb, the insides of them traced disgusting with his cum. She can't seem to take another step; everything hurts and she is filthy and disgusting and violated and his hand is hot and sweaty around hers, and she wants to scream. She wants to just disappear. Cease to exist.