But that fool ruined it so onlyMe:- okShe:- do you love me or notMe:- yes I too love you.She:- come lets go for movieMe :- not today. I have some work... Can we go to town in taxi todayShe :- okThen we hired taxi and went in the mean while I was like seeing her figure and was fucking her in eyes. But didn’t talk with her as taxi driver was localite and could listen our talk. So for some days we wr like typical lovers talking in phone hours to gather and messaging and all.On day I was seeing blue. I cried out of fear and moaned out of pleasure.My free arm swung. Punching as hard as I could…I slammed into his back. He looked as though he didn’t even feel it. I felt like a small child trying to wrestle a polar bear.He stopped finger fucking me and explored my body with his mouth and free hand. I had just about given up hope that I was going to get out of this. I couldn’t stop my mind, heart, and body from conflicting. I knew it was wrong, I knew I wanted it, I knew I felt bad…Jake…Oh my. For the first time in my life I saw myself as truly beautiful and desirable, and not just for my body but for who I am, and who I’m continually discovering myself to be under Your care. I was utterly vulnerable and yet completely safe; humiliatingly exposed and yet cared for, even cherished.I wanted to stay in that moment forever, Sir: completely open to You, seeing myself only as You saw me in Your compelling and yet compassionate gaze. And I think You must have sensed this, Sir, because we. My parents went mental when I told them I was pregnant. I didn't tell them about Mr Beckford raping me, because I was scared of Mr Beckford getting his dogs to fuck me. I told my parents it was a boy I met at a party. My Mum was sympathetic, but my Dad said I was a slut and a whore and all sorts of nasty things. He said I'd disgraced the family and let everyone down. He said he didn't want a dirty little fucking cum slut living in his house, and he kicked me out. I had no choice but to move in.