(Myra's POV)
"Be good, Ra-ra. I know you like it when I touch you like this, ummhmm. Don't be shy and open up for me," one of the men spoke, no, he was literally cooing. His voice sounded magnetic.
I tried to keep my legs closed as tightly as possible, but my body~ … it was betraying me. Despite my repeated attempts, it didn't work. It was as if I were under a spell. As if my entire being wasn't mine anymore. It was theirs. I was theirs.
This sort of thing, it has never happened to me before. NEVER. This urge, this kind of temptation, this sensation. 'Why am I not able to control myself? Why, despite knowing they are just trying to make a mess out of me, I cannot help but keep going with the flow? I wanted to douse in the sea of passion. Why? Why~~~~~?
