She sighed softly as he held her in his arms. She had never felt so happy, so safe, so comfortable, yet there was something holding her back. With the tight hold her ex boyfriend, who was abusive, had on her mind, she wasn't sure if she'd ever be able to fully give herself to her new lover. Without warning, she burst into tears and buried her face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, never questioning her for he already knew the troubles that plagued her mind. After a while, when the tears subsided, he took her chin in his hand and lifted it up so that he was looking into her red, tired eyes. "He doesn't own you, do you understand? Your body belongs to me now. If you let him control you, you're choosing him over me.. and we can't have that now can we?" She nodded submissively, his words perspicuous. He made it seem effortless, as if everything was going to be okay and nothing bad in the world would ever come to her. "Yes, daddy." She whispered, a promise that she would never put anyone before him again.