I never expected any of this. I really didn't. He tookcontrol of me from the minute we met. I'm totally powerless before him.There was no pretense, no... illusion. I never had a chance. It scares meto death, the loss of control I have around him. It's unbelievable. Hemade me one of his bitches. Another man made me his absolute bitch.Another man used me like his very own private cum doll and that's whatI am. Just look at me! No doubt about it really. I know it in my heart.A real man never would. Fort Zero is designed in layers. You may know a Spanish hacienda is designed to enclose a central courtyard. Here there is no courtyard, instead there is another house. A “safe” house. The rooms of the outside house have windows and doors. The rooms on the inside house are sealed off with cinder blocks reinforced with steel, and locked, hidden steel doors.I sat my guest down in one of the inside suites, then got some things and set them down on the table. “This is a safety scissors, a new head. They were all excellent, but should that happen again, I like to think that the attack would go differently. One of my young wives, who had always been afraid of guns, put the first attacker down with one of our hidden weapons, probably saving all our lives. And, despite everything, my wives acted as a team so I could get Arlene to Ship before she died. I was foolish and took a nap in the living room with a ‘cleaning crew’ in the house, and thus allowed myself to be taken. That’s why we do our. With it there was born a nascent new character; the quiet, docile boy had now become a man and though he would always maintain a compassion, a politeness and an unwillingness to resort to profanity except where it was most suitable possibly even expected: henceforward he would be much more the Dom… At this moment in time though he was still a tentative and unsure Dom and his bravado which had been born from what could easily be considered insanity was fading fast. Logically he should get up and.