I call this album, Little White Bunny 🤍🐰 Lying in the gard..

I call this album, Little White Bunny 🤍🐰 Lying in the garden over the soft, green grass in my white lingerie and listening to my playlist when I think I hear rustling over the music. I’m on my back, facing up towards the sky when out of the corner of my eye I see you. You’re coming over to me at a pace that’s too fast for me to get my body off the ground. Before I know it, you’re already over me, leaning down to pin my body back down into the grass with my arms over my head, held down at the wrists. Your eyes roam over my almost nude body, trailing down the white lace that twists around my breasts and down my stomach all the way to my thighs. After a solo play session with my vibrator wand that left me breathless, I decided to lay outside and get some air. Now I was helplessly trapped between the ground and your body intrusively pressed against mine as you breathe against my neck before biting down. I want to scream for help but I’m terrified of what you might do to me, and to be found in my current outfit, or lack thereof. “Shh little bunny. If you’re good for me, I leave your soft little body in peace. If you fight me, I will drag you inside and make this much more difficult for you.” I don’t listen. Instead, I push my hips up, trying to buck you off of me and I bite down at your forearm that’s conveniently next to my cheek. I bite hard. In response, you let go of my wrists to slap the side of my face and then grip my hair in an angry fist. Then I scream. It’s short lived because you use your free hand to cover my nose and mouth. I’m thrashing around, fighting for breath but you don’t loosen your grip. I can feel your fingers leaving bruises on my jaw and cheek, but all I care about now is getting back my ability to breathe. You look down at your forearm and chuckle “this will be more fun than I thought.”