Under the covers, I was at my uncle's mercy. I never even considered escaping from this place. No matter what he said to me, I would always answer with 「Hm... it's fine」, and even if he was going to put his cock in me, I would gladly do as he said because I knew it would make me feel even better
Uncle would make my breasts slippery with his poisonous stingers while also rubbing his cock against my pleasant spot
As water droplets formed on my neck from uncle’s breath, I scooped them up with my fingers and drank it
That's right, I just remembered one more thing. One time my uncle asked me to kiss him, but even as a child I knew that kissing was for lovers only, and for the first time I said 「No」.
Uncle then instead licked my fingers, covered them with his drool, and made me suck on them
I licked it
I licked, and drank them. I drank his drool every time my uncle licked my fingers. I didn't understand what it meant, but every time I drank his drool, my chest would tighten, and I was made to think that even if I said 「No」 to this person's commands, I would absolutely have to obey his command in a different way
That day, in the dark under the covers, I became my uncle's slave. Even now when I recall it, it sends shivers down my spine at the fact that as a young child, I held genuine happiness towards it
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