Ania slowly dropped to her knees in front of Tim. She looked up at his face awaiting instructions. "You know what ta do slut."Ania unzipped Tim's pant... and stuck her hand inside."Find the prize."Did I want this? I was too afraid to think. This was my dream to be at a white man feet obeying his every wish but at the same time it wasn't. I was naked in the woods being used as a sex slave. I felt so ashamed that I blushed, they would have seen it but my skin is brown.It didn't take long to find. Dante avoided his eyes though and removed her hands, watching as he retrieved the blueprints inside. When the paper was spread across the table above the others for Dante to see, her eyes widened. The construction manual of a missile lay before her. It appeared as a large bullet, with a explicit lines covering it. The words R5-MIT were printed in bold letters across the top of the blueprint, and Dante swallowed a lump in her throat. She wasn’t an expert on bombs, just guns, but she knew that. I look back now, and I remember that I almost felt d**gged. Passion and pure sexual energy created a feeling that I have looking to find ever since. It has made me who I am today, but it took some time to get there. The next few days was spent alone in my room, crying and carrying on like what happened to me was the worst possible experience and I was going to be scarred for life. Being gay was akin to murder and **** in the eyes of my peer’s back home. Everything that I had worked towards. These things should not be done between a mother and son” saying this she just hugged me tightly and was crying very bad. “ please son don’t leave me… don’t hate please try to understand me. please” she saidI didn’t know what to do. But tried to console her. She couldn’t stop crying. I then thought for some time and decided to just give it a try as it would only once.I made her stand up and looked in her watery eyes I wiped her tears and said “ ok mom you can do whatever you want with me I.