And he was right, he could smell what covered his entire body. Making him want to devour all of Anthony, maybe just so he could have a taste of Lian a...ain. Anthonys hand at his pants, pulled at the fabric. The garments so thin, so delicate Anthony practically wanting to tear them from his body. His fingers tracing out the arousal he felt growing, he knew the smell of her worked. He could feel it, there was no denying it now. Close your eyes master.. Anthony still watching until he saw his eyes. He aid he wanted to own me and make me his property to do with as he wished. He wanted to beat me and fuck me and he would train me and give me to others to use as they wished.He had the power to make me feel worthless and I loved it. He took me so low I wanted to move closer so I could be his, willing to do anything he wanted. He had me buy dildos to fuck myself with when he ordered it, he had me eat my own cum he even had me drink my own piss. I would have done anything he wanted me to. Sadly. " He smiled and we spooned on the mattress for an hour or so. My hand jerking him off every so often, his head turning to kiss me. We stayed like that on the mattress for what seemed like an hour or more. From the distance I could hear my Aunt calling for me and I knew I had to leave Cameron's side. When I got up, Cameron look deeply disappointed."Hey, I gotta go back. Do you want to meet here tomorrow morning?"Cameron lifted himself up and he slowly kissed me again. His tongue sliding out of. He was extremely detailed in his questions, and in recording my answers. He could type ninety words a minute, and kept up with my narrative of events easily.When he said we were done, he leaned back in Dad’s desk chair and stretched.“Fucked up situation, huh,” he said, out of the blue.“It turned out better than I could have hoped for,” I responded. “At least for me.”“And your siblings,” he said.“Yeah, them, too.”“Can I ask you a personal question?” he asked.“Sure.”“How did it feel?”“Feel?”“How.