I must be here a few months now. His face hanging over my cot. xnx But that appeared to be another life. Intuitively I rubbed my cheek against his pectoral muscle. what are they? ‘Daddy is right back.’ He said. I don’t even know how long I’ve been here. ‘More training?’ ‘Do you feel you need more training?’ He asked. Now my head wasn’t next to his nipple anymore, but close to his crotch. His fingers pressing against my labia. I wriggled around trying to avoid his fingers until I had moved too far. He would take care of me. Intuitively I rubbed my cheek against his pectoral muscle. So I escaped his embrace and sat up straight, shaking my head. On the one hand I felt humiliated and helpless and on the other hand the helplessness brought me some sort of peace.
