Mindy's breathing was ragged and gasping, her heart felt as though it would explode out of her chest.

The native's hands moved to the neckline of her blouse. He looked her in the eyes and Mindy's eyes met his. She could see the lust and superiority in his gaze. He was in control.

His hands ripped her blouse open, the buttons flying off.

"AAAAIIEEEEAAAA, NOOOOOOOOO."

She was wearing a stretchy sports bra that hugged her twin mounds and somewhat flattened them. The native retrieved the knife from the pole and slipped it under the material between her breasts. Mindy looked down and saw the gleaming knife tip poke through the...