)Funny thing is, I grew to LIKE being defenseless after those first few violations of my soft, supple young body. I would actually choose which garmen...s to wear for bedtime, deliberately selecting those most likely to arouse Dad, as I had begun to climax under the steady, unyielding authority of his big, fat cock. In fact, to this very day, an erect penis is, to me, Godlike in its power. I'm a Catholic girl who goes to church every Sunday, but Jesus is the LAST thing on my mind when my hot,. All of my fantasies about sex-crazed women wanting to screw me ragged were just blown away into the dust, shattered, destroyed, by this one soft, loving, tender woman who wanted to make love with me. A million thoughts went through my head, in just a second. Jennifer Matthews, the girl I had only slightly known a week ago, but still the woman of my dreams, the good Christian girl who always seemed so dowdy a week ago, was the beautiful, passionate, love-filled woman who wanted to be with me! I. All too soon after my relationship with Sir began, I was pierced and marked.My nipples were adorned with rings. My labial lips followed and also sportedSir's jewelry. I came to barely remember the embarrassment of the piercings.They became so much a part of me that I scarcely noticed them unless they wereinadvertently stimulating me or being incorporated by Sir into my pain or pleasure.On the surface and to all appearances, I was my Master's true slave. All wasnot as it seemed though. During. But Clay just smiled, and said: "None of my fuckin business, eh? Well, I bet your mom would be interested in what business you had at that old man's house I seen you comin' out of about fifteen minutes ago. And now I see you comin' home, all sweaty and smellin' like sex." Fuck off," Abby said to Clay, and again twisted to get loose from his grip, this time twisting her body around so that his arm was now around her slippery body as she attempted to break free."Oh, I'll fuck off, all right, you.