I-I don't know what comes over me. Maybe it's the power he has over my mind... or maybe it's just that I want to feel something real for once.

With trembling hands, I reach up and touch his cheek. His skin is smooth and warm against mine. For a moment, I forget everything else - who he is, what he's done, why we're even here. It feels... good. Right.

I obey, slowly pulling at my clothes until they pool around my feet. I stand before him, naked and vulnerable. But there's a strange sense of freedom in that vulnerability. He must be able to see it in my eyes...

Stul N's touch is gentle as he traces his fingers down my spine. Goosebumps rise along my skin at his touch. His hands cup my breasts, lifting them gently before taking a nipple into his mouth.