"Please don't hurt me." She managed to stammer. " I'll do whatever you want"I knew that she would. There was no fight in her, no backbone. I could fee... her eyes following the blade of my knife as I brought it up to her face and moved it in a lazy figure eight there. She followed it like it was a snake. I could feel her body shake with her fear. Satisfied with the impression I had made on her, I move the knife down her body, using it to slowly cut the buttons off her light green summer uniform. She is 17, dark blonde shoulder length hair, brown eyes, a slim 5'6" body, 34 sized boobs and a rounded ass. Whenever I saw her, my dick went nuts and begged to be rubbed. She always went along well with me. Most girls did. Let me tell you a bit more about myself. I am 17, a virgin (sadly), 5'10" long, have a semi muscular body, jet black hair and green eyes.This incident took place a few days back. It was a Thursday evening and I had gone to the gym for a regular workout; my friend Randy. Udit ko leke dinner pe nikal gaya. Meri saanse bohut tej chal rahi thi. Mujhe mere pati ke saath physical relation banaye kai saalo ho gaye the.Shayad isliye bhi mujhe uski harkate aur jyada achchi lagi thi. Par bhartiya naari hone ke karan main ghabra bhi rahi thi. Uss raat maine usse text kiya, ‘Kal aane ki jarurat nahi hai aur jo aaj hua woh galat hua.’ Usne puri raat mere call aur text ka reply nahi diya.Udit 10 baje college ke liye chala jaata hai. Main andar hi andar ghabra rahi thi. Par. ‘What is it Ayla, you know there isn’t anything you could do to upset me,’ Peter reminded his daughter. ‘Shane proposed to me,’ Ayla blurted out. ‘And I said yes,’ she added before her father could say another word. ‘Does he make you happy?’ Peter asked, sitting back in his chair. ‘Insanely happy,’ Ayla answered and a small smile flitted across her face as thoughts of Shane raced through her mind. ‘Then that is all that matters,’ Peter declared. Ayla’s smile widened and she gave a sigh of.