Stolen Heart

The next morning I woke up cuddled into Ashley's chest. I pushed back, memories of last night flooded into focus. I could feel myself getting turned on just thinking of it.
"Good morning Beautiful." I smiled,
"Good morning." His hand crept up to cup me, grinning he asked,
"Take it you liked last night night Darlin'." I nodded,
"You certainly have quite a lot of stamina." He'd made love to me three times though the night, each time getting better.
"I have a question Jade, and I want you to give me an honest answer. I don't want you to feel forced."
"Alright."
"Will you be my submissive?"
"You're...yiu want me to.... be you're..... yes."
"Really?"
"Yes." He grinned stupidly, lifting me up to straddle his hips before kissing my wits away.
"Okay, I'm going to tell you the rules that go along with the deal. You have to obey them."
"Okay." Alright, I'll bite.
"First, you must do everything I say, always. If what I'm doing gets to rough, you say the safe word, and I'll stop."
"What's the safe word?"
"Whatever you want. But make it easy enough for us both to remember." I thought for a minute, "How about.... " I looked at his stomach, my gaze landing on his Outlaw tattoo. "Outlaw."
"Sounds perfect. Alright, second, when we're alone, you call me Master."
"And when we're in public?"
"Ashley's fine."
"Okay." He pinched my ass, "Master."
"Good girl. Third, if you disobey me, you will get punished.
"Yes Master."
"Good girl. Now, I want you to tell me all about yourself."
"Ashley."He pinched my ass, making me jump slightly, "Master, I don't like talking about myself."
"Now. Remember rule number three?"
"Alright Master. what do you want to know?"
"Let's start at the begging. Just...tell me everything."
"Okay Master. I was born in Greenwich Village, and lived there my whole life. When I was five- never mind about that. Anyways I got straight As through school, and skipped ahead to college. I'm in my third year of it. I'm majoring in Medical Science and minoring in Art. Also I'm second minoring in psychology."
"What happened when you were five?"
"Oh, you won't care Master. It was nothing." I giggled nervously,
"That's bull shit. You're a terrible liar Darlin'. Tell me what happened. And if you lie, you will get punished." His hands tightened around my thighs painfully. I winced, and sighed. Expecting my fate.
"My parents abused me through my childhood. When I was five my dad started.... touching me."
"He what!?" Ashley shouted, his hands tightened painfully around my thighs,
"Master, you're hurting me." His grip lightened.
"Okay. One last question Darlin'. Where were you going the night I found you." I fingered, but he gave me a warning look, so I told him.
"The night before I left my house my dad raped me. He'd never done it before. It hurt so much. I.. I couldn't take it. So I left. I'm turning eighteen in four days. I figured I could find a cheap place to stay." I looked down into Ashley's eyes, expecting anger in his eyes, I saw it, but also worry, and.... sympathy? Maybe.
"Darling, I...and your still okay with being my submissive?" I nodded, "why?"
"because I'd I tell you the safe word, you'll stop. That and it feels good when you touch me." I blushed, figuring again, Ashley groans, and I remembered I was sitting on his crouch.

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