I am also breathing hard, from the fear and of what might await. I cry out loud as I feel you behind meroughly pulling your pants ot your knees. I think about fighting back but the sharp point of hte blade nicks into my skin so think better of it.
"ugh! no... " I whimper in a small voice. I really really dont want to. I dont move, shaking my headand bury my face into tmy arms on the dirt, ass in the air.
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