thinking about a guy forcing himself onto me and having his way with my body, while he teases me about how weak and easy to subdue I am... laughing at my pathetic struggles and raping me harder in retaliation, rubbing in exactly how helpless I am against him... telling me that he knows I want it, despite my protests, and whispering in my ear to just submit to him—he can tell my willpower is starting to fade, after all...