I gasped out loud in a half moan half scream. He had cut me. OH GAWD! HE CUT ME! It was a very paper like fine red line from my chin to my belly butto..., barely visible, but I was a cut.I cried and pleaded not to do this to me. He only laughed and said that I have still not fought or pulled away and that I should look down at my cunt in the mirror. And there it was. A long, thick string of my cunt juices hanging down to my knees. I looked at my eyes through the mirror and said to myself “my gawd. He bounced her breasts by a quick tug at the silk which caused her to groan loudly, he then said, “I have your attention then, now for stage two.” This time he played for a moment with her clitorise, until it came erect; he toyed her to a small climax, and then took the left side of her hood in his fingers placed the cork against the thin skin and with the bodkin he stabbed a hole in the pink flesh. That was greeted with a squeak. He then placed a small decretive ring in the hood. He then did. "You know Belinda", he said after the coffee was finished. "If you just want a chat, feel a bit depressed here is my mobile. Give a ring if you desire, no matter what the time". For seconds she hesitated, totally unsure of where to go for this was something that she never expected, but the smiling individual sitting opposite who had been so attentive to her story and seemed so sincere dismissed her hesitation; she took the number and thanked him. He walked her to her vehicle, gave her a wave as. The boss refused since he was making a lot of money for the company. The boss was hoping he could be motivation for other workers to work harder. Few years went by where he continued to work hard. He saw no career growth for himself but others around him were getting promoted. Sriram’s parents were concerned that Sriram was living alone in the USA and not married at age 25.They forced him to come to India so he can see a few girls in Chennai that he can get married to. Sriram was hesitant.