Obsession

He tried to talk me out of my plan. But in the end, I got my way:

I am theirs to use, and theirs to enjoy, as long as they play by his rules.

In the end, though, I am his. His to discipline, and his to command.

At least that's what I was told.

But on this ship, not everything I've been told adds up. Not everyone is playing by his rules behind closed doors. I beg for mercy when they try to make me break his rules, but I'm too inexperienced to win. When he examines me, he always finds out that I've been naughty, and he makes me pay the price.

I don't know who to trust: the man I want to possess me, the man who takes care of me, or the others, who all use me the way that they desire. They tell me I will be theirs in the end.

I've become their obsession. Their attention never stops, and I haven't unearthed the truth. I can only do my best to obey, submit to my punishments, and savor every quivering climax as they master my body.

The only thing I know for sure is that I want to be claimed, and I want to be claimed by him.