It was a variation on that old game where two people went into a closet for seven minutes, except I was to stay in the "closet".The day came, and I wa... feeling no pain by the time rolled around when we were supposed to start. I was drunk. Everyone was by best friend. My first visitor in the closet was a girl we call "Yess Bess". I recognized her voice. Now, Bess wasn't exactly fat, but I might go with "thick". She immediately dropped her skirt and underwear. I started kissing her tummy. I felt. . why? Why mark me as your... property? Ineed to know," he asked, touching the tattoo again.Julia shrugged. "Aren't you?" she asked rhetorically.He looked at her with a quivering jaw and blank expression."You're the one that asked to stay, Eric. I told you the price would beserious but you wanted to stay anyway." But, I didn't think-" That's one of your problems - you don't think," she said cutting himoff. "Look, it doesn't matter. You accepted my authority; you said itmultiple times - loudly.. Dad was coming home totally bushed and would pass out sometimes on the couch; after his twelve hour shift.It was sometime during the next year, that things went pear-shaped.I was ten close to eleven, when Uncle Steve finally tricked then forced himself on me.With no one to help me, I was at his mercy.I have vague memories of this time, but I will never forget the pain and the blood of the first time he molested me.Almost instantly I withdrew from people and wasn’t my normal self.It didn’t stop. I was shocked to see Nina’s one hand was massaging Deepas pink small but fat Slit. “Nina, what are you doing to Deepa?” ” Same thing what my mother done to my choot so hungry.” ” she used to finger fuck me to make my father ready, standing erect for long fuck,(seen by my servant).”So how come you never taken any Lund before Vishal fucked you?” it was a genuine question I asked. My mother and servant told me not to get fucked before marriage for purity reasons, only husband’s sperm should be.