User blog comment:RealityWarper/Hellhound College Guard/@comment-24535599-20151026194944

I consider my choices. If I sign the contract, then I'll be forced to marry her and raped as she pleases. But if I don't, then I'll get the beating of my life. I was leaning towards being beaten, at least then she'll be out of my life and I won't be her slave. But then I remembered what she said, that she's been wanting to get intimate with me ever since she first saw me but had to remain professional. I then put together the pieces, of everything she's done to keep me safe, and I realized, it was becase she loves me. No girl has ever shown such fondness for me, heck the only girl I've ever asked out even laughed at me. As the realization sets in, a feeling begins to swell in my heart. It was love for this Hellhound who helped me make it through college, who made sure no one ever messed me with and kept me out of trouble, and is now asking for my hand in marriage. If I were to turn her down, then I may live the rest of my life alone. Finally, my decision was made. My hesitation gone, I took the contract from her and asked "Where do I sign?" Pleased with my decision, she gave me a pen from her bag, and I sign my name. We got married at camp and consumated our marriage at the same night. It was surprisingly pleaseurable, she was rough, but not as much as I expected. When we returned home my family and friends were thrilled to meet my wife. Anna got a job as security guard and I took cooking classes. Eventually we had a daughter, whom we named Jessie. To this day I don't regret my decision.

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