"I can say whatever the hell I want!" The girl snapped, eyes narrowing. She was putting up a pretty good front, but she truly was quite nervous. Clarissa wildly thrashed about, her dark hair falling loosely over her face as she tried to break free. Hopkins' grip on her was vice like however, and all she did was exhaust herself of energy in the process. She didn't like where this was going...
A bit weary, Clarissa's energy seemed a bit spent as she continued to pull away, though her attempts were dissipating with each tug. Hearing James' snarling words, the young woman's eyes became round in shock as she were pulling abruptly forward--chest to chest with the most intimidating man in town. She squirmed uncomfortably at being so close, but she had little time to dwell on that matter as she felt his hand against her bare legs. "! The fuck do you think you're doing!?" Despite how shrill her voice was becoming, she sounded less commanding and more like a frightened girl. Clarissa felt her heart acquire speed as Hopkins' touched her panties, her usual pale face becoming flushed with embarrassment. "S-Stop it!" She squealed, gasping as he gripped the center of her panties. The volume only increased when she felt her panties being tugged forcefully, causing her to shout in surprise. Clarissa was dumbfounded.
The gall of this man!
Still, she was in such a shocked state, only managing to make noises of vexation as he turned her around, yanking the panties between her cheeks. With her ass on display like this, and the obvious discomfort of having her panties pulled up into a humiliating wedgie, Clarissa could only shriek. Hopkins began to lead her by her panties, making her embarrassment worsen as she squirmed in vain...which only proved to wedge the panties farther. The man was teasing her...
"OW! You're crazy!" She yelled, her face reddening. "I swear, ah, s-stop walking so damn fast! I swear I'll get every fucking cop on you for this!" It was becoming increasingly difficult to match her steps with his own like this, and Clarissa was becoming more and more agitated. She didn't even bother to answer his question, sincerely hoping this were some sort of terrible dream.
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