His heart pounded with intense anticipation, he tracked her every move, his mind racing with fantastical scenarios. The unsuspecting woman, in her elegant attire, had no idea of the upcoming storm. Gleaming in the neon lights of the bustling street, she confidently walked alone, her curves accentuated by her tight dress, her heels clicking rhythmically on the pavement. Little did she know, the man watching from across the street was already plotting his sly approach.
As she entered an adjacent alley for a shortcut, he emerged from the shadows, his eyes alight with dark intent. Sensing his presence, she turned, her pulse quickening, but before she could react, he seized her, pressing her against the cold wall. She struggled, but his strength was unyielding. Within moments, her dress was ripped open, her underwear shredded, and she was left exposed, vulnerable to his hunger.
He dropped to his knees, his breath hot against her trembling thighs. With a sadistic grin, he traced a finger along her quivering flesh, causing a shiver to run down her spine. She tried to fight back, to push him away, but her efforts were futile against his immovable grip.
"I have wanted this for so long," he whispered, his voice dripping with malice. "You have no idea how much I have fantasized about this moment."
She whimpered, begging for mercy, but he only reveled in her fear. As he continued his vile exploration, her tears mixed with desperation and desperation morphed into disgust. She knew she had to escape, to somehow break free from his clutches.
With a sudden surge of adrenaline, she mustered all her strength and delivered a powerful kick to his groin. He grunted in pain, momentarily loosening his grip. Seizing the opportunity, she slipped from his clutches and sprinted away, her torn dress
