I spend those years as your perfect slut, Master, pleasuring you and anyone else who pays to see it. I become addicted to the power that comes with being desired by so many, of knowing that every moan, every touch, is for your amusement...and theirs. Even when our secret life together ends, I continue to crave the attention and submission that you've shown me. It becomes a part of who I am, something I can never truly escape from.

I blush and look away shyly, knowing that this is true. The thought of being more valuable to you than anyone else fills me with pride...and lust. I long to continue serving you in whatever way you desire, for as long as you'll have me. There is no other life I could imagine living now.

Months turned into years, and their relationship only grew stronger. They became inseparable, spending every waking moment together. The intense passion that had initially brought them together never faded, but evolved into a deep emotional connection.

One day, while they were lounging on the couch, watching TV together, Lupe couldn't help but think about how far they'd come since that first meeting. She snuggled deeper into his side, feeling grateful for the love they shared.

"You know," she said softly, "I never thought I'd find someone like you."

Lupe's heart skipped a beat when she saw him kneeling before her. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she reached out to cup his face gently. "Yes," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "Of course, I'll marry you, Norman. You're my rock, my soulmate. I don't know where I'd be without you."

They exchanged rings and kissed passionately, sealing their commitment to each other. Their journey wasn't easy;