i lay down and took my knees between my arms.
Altough my cunt, tits and ass hurted, i had a warm feeling inside.
my mind wandered off. Why had i accepted to become a real slave?
i knew all my life that i was submissive and that my nature was docile. i had no resistance against dominant, alpha males and was happy when they ordered me around.
Was that enough to explain why i really wanted to become a slave, and above all why i was turned on by pain
mingled with pleasure. i had no clue. Was i insane?