"Got a, umm, different meeting before then, though." Beverly?s smilechanged into one of sympathy as she remembered the stress the young manhad endured...over the previous few months.Unlike Natalie, Ian?s coming out had not been smooth and he had not hadthe full support of his family, especially not his parents. Allthroughout his life, Ian?s parents had given him obligations- a standardhe was expected to meet regardless of how he felt, which had caused himimmense amounts of stress. Beverly was. I asked him to sleep early as we had to get up at midnight for the ultimate ceremony which he didn’t know. Finally, I got up at midnight and took bath with him but this time very quickly. Then I asked him to dress in traditional dress. I too, wore a, lot of ornaments but no clothes.Yes, there were the beads of jacaranda, marigold and hibiscus flowers all over my body. I was adorned as a sacrificial lamb on the alter of incest. My large heaving breasts were covered by the flowers so nicely that. " I love you too."We stayed there for a minute. Time felt like it stood still. It was a moment of connection. We didn't touch besides our foreheads and noses together. It was a moment that made me feel safe and protected, I was his, he was mine, all that mattered was each other. Suddenly, he kissed my lips, breaking our moment.We shared a few small kisses. After a minute, he asked, "Are you ready for me to be inside you?"I kissed him, smiled back, and said, "Yes."He placed himself inside with. It is so hard it knocks you to the floor and blurs your vision. He leans down right in your face as every thing swims. He almost whispers, “You do not get to say that word. I own you, you WILL do what I say when I say it with no hesitation and no back talk. Do you understand?” You can feel the heat in your cheek and know that there will be a huge bruise. “Yes Sir.” He grabs hold of you face. “Not good enough, tell me EXACTLY what it is that you understand.” You begin to cry again, you can’t.