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The Becoming of the Master

I saw it happening, Even before I realised it was happening to me. I was paralysed. From laughing and smiling, My face went blank. My eyes were wide, I wasn’t looking at anyone, And the next second I was looking at everyone. Wondering what was happening to me, I kept on looking. I never looked at his face, Although I knew he was looking into mine, Taking pleasure in my scared, Confused, And even pleasurable reaction. It felt good, I had never felt that before, But it also hurt, A kind of pain I did not know. Immediately I felt pain and shame, I didn’t want anyone to know. It was him and I, And I had just submitted to him. He owned me. Afterwards, In front of everyone, He made me taste myself, Suck on his fingers like they were candy. Everyone saw, But no one knew. He then told me to leave, Like I had done something wrong. I felt so sad, So guilty. I had displeased my master.

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