"He chuckled evilly as he kissed the nape of her neck, Alice squirming now and wriggling, trying to get free, fear showing in her scared green eyes. H...r face was red though, she could feel his huge dick pressing against her back. The shadow slipped his hand away from her waist and pulled out a pocket knife, flipping it open and holding it against her back just under her bra."Now hold still my little Alice and this won't hurt a bit."The man chuckled as Alice froze to the point of the cold knife. Now I bind your wrists , and anchor them to the table top.I walk back around and observe my handiwork. You stand there bent and so helpless, wimpering, shuddering. I take a knife from the wood block, and slice open your shirt, from collar to tail, exposing your smooth white back, hindered only by your wide bra strap. The sharp edge makes quick work of the synthetic material, and now your naked back is mine. I gentle glide my fingertips along your spin, you quiver and moan. I feel your shoulders. Every morning she would look at her phone to see a text from Nigel, it would always say the same thing.“You are beautiful, you are a queen, a goddess. Don’t ever let anyone tell you different.”She was masturbating more often, always thinking of this handsome man that had come into her life. He was like a drug to her. Whenever she was with him she’d feel like she was high, high on life. He made her feel wanted and loved. Loved for who she was, because of who she was. She felt great.It was. She was a Jewish girl, with long, thick, dark hair. I’d eventually make good use of that hair… It was early enough in the morning that Judy hadn’t even gotten dressed yet. She was wearing a long, black cotton nightie—really, just a big, long t-shirt—and I enjoyed watching those big, braless tits flop around underneath it. As the morning wore on Judy and I started flirting with each other. I figured if I bided my time and waited long enough the other people would just leave. Finally, after what.