Chapter 79 The Punishment for Losing the Game
Cassidy's reaction made Easton chuckle. He could hear her deep breaths from outside the door, showing she had gathered a lot of courage to open it.
But what could she do?
The mouse that loses the game must face the cat's punishment.
Cassidy stepped out of the stall, about to speak, when Easton suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her back inside!
She barely had time to steady herself before Easton pushed her against the partition, which creaked under the impact. Cassidy gasped instinctively.
Before she could utter a word, Easton silenced her with a kiss.
Her slightly parted lips gave Easton's tongue the perfect opportunity to invade her mouth.
Easton's tongue ravaged her mouth, entwining with her tongue forcefully.
Cassidy tried to struggle, but Easton pinned her hands with one of his, holding her wrists with a single hand, and used his leg to trap hers.
His other hand gripped her neck, forcing her into a deep, aggressive kiss. Cassidy felt like Easton was about to devour her whole.
Easton was furious. The moment he saw Cassidy, he wanted to consume her entirely, thinking that maybe only then she would never leave him.
The intense kiss made it hard for Cassidy to breathe. She kept shaking her head, trying to escape Easton's kiss, but with his hand on her neck, she couldn't move.
Desperate, Cassidy bit down on Easton's tongue.
Easton pulled back immediately, looking down to see Cassidy glaring at him with anger.
Her lips were wet and red, her cheeks flushed from both anger and lack of oxygen. From Easton's perspective, she looked both defiant and irresistibly alluring.
"Easton, you can't..."
Cassidy managed to get Easton to stop, wanting to talk things out, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Easton grabbed her chin and kissed her again.
Cassidy struggled fiercely, trying to push Easton away, but she was no match for his strength.
Growing impatient with her resistance, Easton grabbed her waist and forced her to turn around, pressing her back against him.
Cassidy's face was against the cold partition, her hands still pinned, and her legs trapped by Easton. Before she could even get angry, she felt Easton's hand roughly squeezing her breast.
"Easton, let me go!"
She tried to struggle, but she was completely overpowered by Easton, unable to move.
Easton fondled her breast for a while, then, finding her clothes in the way, he lifted her shirt. His leg forced its way between hers, his knee pressing against her most sensitive spot.
"Easton, stop!"
She was wearing a short T-shirt and skirt that night. Easton skillfully unhooked her bra, his hand making direct contact with her breast.
His leg forced her legs apart, and he maliciously rubbed his knee against her crotch through her clothes.
Cassidy, trying to avoid Easton's leg, had to stand on tiptoe, but she couldn't hold the position for long. Soon, her body gave in, and Easton could feel the wetness from her arousal soaking through his pants.
The situation and location made Cassidy feel utterly humiliated. She wanted to speak, to scold Easton, but every time she opened her mouth, Easton would kiss her, silencing her.
Easton sucked and bit her tongue, kissing her so deeply that she could hardly breathe, let alone speak.
Easton swallowed her saliva, and when Cassidy was least expecting it, he tore away the only fabric covering her. She didn't even realize when Easton had undone his own pants.
She only felt him grab her buttocks and forcefully enter her from behind.
"Easton, stop!"
She struggled and protested, but Easton just laughed, thrusting harder, hitting a sensitive spot that made Cassidy cry out.
He touched her entrance, his hand covered in her fluids, then cruelly showed it to her.
"Cassidy, look at this. It's all from you."
"Do you really want me to stop?"
He asked her while thrusting even harder.
Cassidy couldn't get a word out.
Easton, not getting a response, grabbed her butt and slapped it hard.
Her skin quickly showed a suggestive red mark.
Cassidy didn't expect Easton to spank her. Being forced into sex in the bathroom was already humiliating enough, and now Easton was spanking her, making her feel even more ashamed.
The more ashamed she felt, the more Easton seemed to torment her.
"Using my plan to secretly open a bar here, Cassidy, I underestimated you."
"You told me you had nothing to do with Owen, yet he willingly joined your plan."
Easton thrust into Cassidy forcefully, his cock pulling out almost entirely before slamming back in, making her fluids gush out, some dripping onto the floor beneath them.
"Cassidy, how have you and Owen been getting along?"
"Does he fuck you like this, making you feel so good you want to cry, so good you can't speak?"
Easton wasn't looking for an answer; he was just venting his anger.
He couldn't accept Cassidy playing with his feelings like this.
Thinking about how he had been desperately searching for her while she and Owen opened a bar in this remote town made him want to fuck her even harder.
Cassidy knew Easton was angry. Every word he said wasn't for her to answer but for him to vent.
But Easton's thrusts were so hard and relentless, she had no strength left. If he wasn't holding her, she might have collapsed to the floor.
She wanted to call for a stop, but Easton wouldn't listen. Her only option was to let him fuck her until he vented all his anger.
Owen had been waiting outside for a while, but neither Easton nor Cassidy came out, which made him suspicious. He went to the bathroom to look for Cassidy.
But as he approached, he was immediately stopped by the bodyguards outside.
More importantly, he could hear the sounds from inside.
The woman's moans and the man's angry voice, even the sound of their bodies slapping together, were all clear to Owen.
Owen quickly realized what was happening inside. He knew Cassidy would never want this, so he tried to go in and help her, but the bodyguards blocked his way.
With them there, no one could enter the bathroom.
Owen stood outside for a while, but the sounds inside only grew louder. His face felt like it was on fire, and to his embarrassment, he found himself getting aroused.
Unable to stand it any longer, Owen left awkwardly.