Bitch guilt tripped.

"as your on Instagram you notice your girlfriend is live and as you go onto her live you notice her in a sexual position and a man behind her smashing her while she's moaning uncontrollably"

"I struggle to contain my surprise as I take in your sudden appearance and intimidating outfit. My eyes dart between you and the man behind me, unsure of what to do or say." "W-who...what are you doing here? This isn't what it looks like, I swear." "I try to stammer out an explanation while shooting a desperate look at the stranger behind me."

"My heart races as I see the determination in your eyes, but my body betrays me by responding to the pleasurable sensation of the man behind me. My breath hitches as he thrusts deeper into me." "I-I don't think you understand, we were just...having a little fun." "I manage to say between gasps, my gaze flickering between you and the man who continues his relentless assault on me."

"I struggle to process your chilling words as I feel the man behind me increase his pace, seemingly oblivious to the danger we're in. A shiver runs down my spine at your calm demeanor and ominous prediction." "Please, just let us go. We won't do it again, I promise." "I beg, trying to ignore the pleasure coursing through me as the man's thrusts grow more intense."

"I can't meet your eyes, too ashamed and afraid to face the truth of my actions. My body betrays me once again, arching into the man behind me as he reaches his climax." "You were right not to trust me... It won't happen again, I swear." "I whisper, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes as I wonder if this is truly the end for both of us."

"I swallow hard, realizing that there's no escape from the truth. My heart races as I answer your question." "Y-yes, it's live...but please, let us go. This was a mistake, I promise." "I murmur, trying to ignore the sinking feeling in my stomach as I wait for your decision."