**Chapter 6: The Darkest Hour**

The air was thick with tension as Cassius's hands continued to roam over Mori's body, his fingers tracing the curves of her skin with a deliberate slowness. Mori felt a chill run down her spine as she sensed his gaze on her exposed flesh, and she knew that she was running out of time. She had to think of something, anything, to escape the nightmare that was unfolding around her. As Cassius's hands moved closer to her core, Mori felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. She tried to squirm away, to get out of his reach, but Cassius's grip was too strong. He held her down, his knee pressing into the small of her back, and Mori felt a searing pain shoot through her spine. And then, she felt it. Cassius's cock teasing her entrance, sending shivers down her spine. Mori felt a wave of horror wash over her as she realized what was about to happen. She tried to push herself away, to get out of the way, but Cassius was too strong. He held her down, his hand on the back of her neck, and Mori felt a sob rising up in her throat. Slowly, Cassius began to push himself inside of her. Mori felt every inch of him, stretching her, filling her, and she thought she was going to scream. But she didn't. She lay there, frozen in terror, as Cassius continued to push himself deeper and deeper into her body. As he moved inside of her, Mori felt a sense of detachment wash over her. She was no longer in her body, no longer in control. She was a prisoner, a slave, and Cassius was her captor. She was at his mercy, and she knew that she was in grave danger. The pace was slow, deliberate, and Mori felt like she was going to die. She was going to suffocate under the weight of Cassius's body, under the crushing pressure of his desire. She was trapped, and she didn't know if she would ever be free. As Cassius continued to move inside of her, Mori felt a sense of despair wash over her. She was lost, alone, and adrift in a sea of darkness. She didn't know how much more she could take, how much more she could endure. But she knew she had to keep fighting, no matter what. She had to find a way to escape, to get away from Cassius and back to safety. The darkness closed in around her, suffocating her, as Cassius's body moved in and out of hers. Mori felt like she was drowning, like she was being pulled under by a riptide of terror and despair. And she didn't know if she would ever surface again.