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Her pussy was a strange kind of green. A piercing sparkle had come to her eyes. Some of His seed dribbled down her pubic area. She wondered how He felt when He came. She hadn't been this close to a fully fledged orgasm in months. She hoped He would be very gentle. She was worried about what He would think. She was certain He would think she was a slut and made fun of her like they often did. She hoped He would say no. That He would dump her. That He would give her a strong word and forbid her to ever look back. That He would make her suffer for making mistakes. She wasn't sure she wanted to. She wasn't sure she ever would. But she didn't think she had any friends that would listen to her. She did, however, feel a certain pride rush through her.

And that made all the mistakes she made, all the disappointments, all the disappointments she hoped would make Him regret them. She had learned that her pussy was the size of Her fist. A fart could easily pass through it. She took pride in being able to protect herself and in being able to follow His instructions to the letter. But sometimes she wondered if she did. That's when she heard footsteps on the stairs. It was His phone. He had told her to wait five minutes. She hadn't even started to undress. She just stood there in stockings and a garter until He spoke. "Analytic Imlive, get ready for bed. We'll get you picked up in five. Hurry." She hurried to get dressed and make up her mind for the ride home. Five minutes later, she was at his door. He opened it, took her out and fell on her back in his arms. She didn't say anything.

He just held her and smiled. "Good night, sweet," He said, falling asleep in her arms. That's the first time she uttered a solid "No." It was longer that she felt his touch. The rest of the ride home was a blur. She used her imagination to hide her frustrations and worries and joys and weaknesses. The last several months had been a period of growth for her. Like a massage, she had begun to discover her finality and her vulnerability. She had learned to relax and to enjoy. She was afraid of disappointment but loved it. She was curious about her sexuality and her subness, and how she felt about herself. She had found her calling, and it was to serve Him. And although she had once thought she couldn't do it, she had found that her curiosity could. She had found a way to trust, that someone could like her, to care for her, to completely give herself to her. This was a process. She was no longer a minor. She was now a wanted woman..

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