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Well, I didn’t care how weird this was. My naked body is lying against David’s, and that’s what I want. I want to keep David, just as he wants to keep me. But how can I give up my life? What would Mom and Dad say if they were watching David and me on television? Ohmygod, they’d have a coronary! ‘Traci, you filthy little girl. I’ll have to take the strap to you again!’ No thanks, Dad. I won’t ever come home to that again. At least David gives me pleasure when he hurts me. All you and Mom did was yell at me, punish me, and make me do all the work around the house while you two sprawled on the couch and watched your stupid TV shows. David loves me. David will protect me from a worse, unloving kind of slavery. David was stroking my hair when Consenta entered the room. “Master David, Master