"Ben, truthfully I'm not sure I can even remember correctly. We liked to make out... You remember we used to do a good bit of that too, ya know? But one night we had gone to a movie and went back to a friend's house to wait for them. But they never showed up. We were making out and we had been drinking and I couldn't keep his hands out of my shirt. He started getting mad at me and I tried to kiss him to calm him down. Then next thing I knew he had slapped me hard and was calling me a bitch at the top of his voice. He ripped my shirt and my pants off and was spreading my legs before I regained my senses. I was crying and asked him to please stop. But He didn't. He slapped me again and all I could hear was a ringing in my ears. Then I felt his fingers penetrating me. Oh it hurt Ben. He pulled his finger out and said that I had better shut up and lick his fingers or get hit again... His little cock hurt less than his finger when he finally put it in me. It only took about 10 seconds and then he collapsed on top of me and started to tell me how much he loved me. I had to push him off me and run to the bathroom before I vomited. I didn't make it. He got up and leisurely gave me a wet towel and watched me clean it up. While he stood over me, he said that I was his now. I knew it was true. I had made the mistake of giving him what he wanted. And 5 weeks later I had a baby growing in me which sealed my fate." She had not shed a tear as she spoke. I had to hold my own tears back.
"Question 4: Would you like to be free of Dick forever?"
"Yes. Yes! But how? You're not going to kill him are you?" "No" I said, "But I'd like too. You see Stacy, he was never really a man. He had no concept of how to bind your soul to his. He is just an angry, little man that hates himself and everyone else because of it."
"Stacy. Have I ever given you reason to not trust me?" "No" she responds. "What I'm about to propose will require strict trust and unquestioning obedience from you towards me. It will take several days, perhaps even a week. You and I will be very intimate in a physical and emotional sense, and you will suffer some tender indignities at my hand. But I guarantee that you will be either bound to me in a loving relationship that will last the rest of our lives or at the very least finally free from Dick or anyone else, including myself. I will offer you only this one explanation. Dick only understood one thing. Control. Perhaps he mistook it for love. Some do. I, however, correctly understand the relationship between love and control. I will help you understand this relationship too. And when we are finished you will truly be free, even from me, should you so choose. Think carefully, it will not be easy for you. But I promise you it will be worth the effort."
Stacy's mind was whirring. She was emotional and confused... and desperate. She was on the verge of alcoholism, she knew that. She knew that reality was only to be escaped and she had contemplated the ultimate escape many times in the last year. Could she trust Ben? Did she have anything to lose? "Ben, I have no idea what you are talking about, but I feel like I can trust you. Will you at least explain the process as we go along... please?"
"I will as it is appropriate. But yes, you will at least understand what you are supposed to have learned after each phase, and surprisingly enough, I'll bet you will be able to tell me what you learn, without me explaining much. Remember, however, that once you commit to this, you forfeit your freedom completely to me until it is finished. If the sun sets next Sunday without you having a freedom you've never experienced before, you have my solemn word that your physical freedom will be restored. Is it a deal?" I extend my hand...
