My mistress found me as I walked out of the bus station, having run away from home when I turned 18 because of a sexually abusive father who began raping me when I was too young to remember. I had finally run away. Frightened beyond my capacity to reason, here I was in Chicago, where I knew absolutely no one. She approached me and in such a loving and warm voice asked, “You poor child, I see right into your heart, you need me desperately. Come darling let me get you something warm to eat. I know you haven’t eaten in days.”

I was amazed at how close she was to the truth of these matters, so not having any options I went with her.

After a great meal that she cooked herself in her home, she offered me a drink and cigarette, and we sat in the living room where she said, “Your eyes tell me so much, how deeply you need tender loving care. He was horribly abusive with you wasn’t he? Your mistress will take away all those terrible memories and replace them with sweet loving thoughts of desire, love and fulfilled passion. Please my darling, Fawn, allow me to kiss these so beautiful lips of yours.”

It was just that simple for her, because of my lack of experience, terrible need for love, and this hungry feeling of knowing I was totally alone. Shortly we were naked and she was driving me insane, tongue and finger fucking my pussy, driving me on and on, until I collapsed and fainted from exhaustion and hyperventilating.

As I awake I see her lying beside me, as she sees me awake she kisses my lips, so wonderfully passionate, I melt in her arms. She then tells me, “You witnessed what gave you so much pleasure earlier, please my pet, give that to me.” Forcefully pushing my face down and into her bushy pussy, grinding it against my face as she tells me, “Please my pet, satisfy your mistress.”

So I begin flicking her clit with my tongue and find just the right spot in her pussy that drives her crazy, until she has a roaring orgasm; which surprisingly triggers one in me also.

After we recover my soon to be mistress tells me, “Will you live with me, Fawn? I will provide you with a home, clothing, food, sweet loving, and all I ask in return is that you obey my every command, asking no questions. Actually you have no choice- it is either my offer or you’re out on the streets to be picked up by the police for loitering or by some black pimp to be forced to whore for him.”

My whole body trembles at the thoughts she put in my mind, so I naturally reply, “Why are you being so nice to me…my mistress?”

“Did you call me that because you believe me to be your mistress, or you know no other name for me?”

“You are so innocent and sweet, like your name, Fawn. Come to me Fawn, bury your face in my bushy twat, and satisfy my lust…hmmm…yessss…you darling little thing you will serve me well.”

Shortly we are reversed and giving one another the same pleasant oral satisfaction and fulfillment. Days turn into weeks, and nothing changes, as I realize I have found Utopia, until one morning as I awake my mistress asks, “How devoted to me are you my