Its a warm summer night and I find myself cruising the city alone. I find a teenage runaway (legal of course) at the bus stop who asks me for a cigarette. She obviously comes from a trouble past, not sure of all the details. A conversation is sparked and I offer her a ride and a meal. She eventually agrees to come back to my place although with huge reservations and skepticism. We talk and fall asleep in separate rooms. In the morning I offer to let her stay a while . Over the next few years I find myself caring for her and helping her build her life back up. Giving her an education and helping her land a job. Providing food, clothing and shelter asking nothing in return. I even watch as she begins to date other men.
However, one day she confesses that she has fallen in love with me. I continue to resist until she says she will have to leave as she can't be this close to me and not be with me. She says she will do anything to be with me on that type of relationship with me.

I agree but with the condition that she put on a sexy lingerie and a blindfold and come with me without asking any questions. I tell her she can say stop at any point and I will bring her straight home. She agrees. I proceed to take her to the club. But this is no ordinary club. As we walk in I see all the eyes are instantly drawn to her. I take her straight back to a small room, it is a one toilet bathroom overflowing with piss and shit. She is now handcuffed on all fours to the toilet. I proceed to fuck her so hard in the ass that the piss splashes from the rocking toilet into her face. When I'm done I invite the others to have their way with her. She never utters a word. When they have all finished I uncuff her and ask her to put the blindfold back on. I proceed to drive her to the bus stop where I first picked her up. I drop her off never saying a word. I watch in the rear view mirror as she lifts the blindfold with so many questions puzzling her face. Why? How could he be so cruel? .....

Many years later as I lie in Hospice riddled with cancer (you know, because karma and all) she walks into my room. She talks very softly in my ear and thanks me. I ask how she could thank me after what I have done and she tells me that I built her up so strong and of so much self worth that not even what I had done could drag her down. She tells me of her beautiful family and career and all she has accomplished.

The end.