My uncle abused me. I was 10 years old when it started. At 13 he told me I was no longer wanted because I had started to develop. At 16 I was ready to kill him. Today, I’m broken. Today, I only breathe to survive. My name’s Sergeant Major Ryan Jenkins and today, I’m ready to tell you my story. “Master would flog me if I did, she won’t be happy when I tell her what happened here.” “Master?” “Stella.” Oh, Master. I do as I’m asked and close my eyes as I anticipate her heavenly touch. She brings her hands up to start washing my torso and I let a huge expulsion of air out of my lungs, I didn’t even realize I was holding it in. I concentrate on her hands as they slowly rub circular motions all over my body. When she gets to my thighs, my chest rumbles and lets out a low deep moan. The way her hands are caressing and grazing over my body with the lightest of touches is sending my own feelings of lust into overdrive. “Hmmm,” I moan again as her fingertips brush against my cock. “I know, babe,” Stella says as she captures my mouth in hers. She nips on my top lip but her tongue doesn’t come out to greet mine. This kiss is different to all the others she’s given me. This one simple act conveys volumes without saying a single fucking word. Stella and I both feel the same thing. I know that I’m more than just her submissive and she’s more than just my Domme. “You found me when I was lost,” I murmur against her lips. “Together, we’ll find
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