I want to tell the story of how I became a slave, or at least who educated me to be one.

I'm from a town in the province of Badajoz, near the border with Andalusia. My whole family lives in my town, including my cousin, who is five years older than me, the son of my father's sister and an only child.

Every year, my aunts and uncles would slaughter a pig in November, and we would all gather at the farm to help. At that time, my cousin would have been around 12 years old, and I would have been 7. There, we would meet up with about 10 other kids, more or less of similar ages, and we would have fun playing in the fields.

After lunch, my cousin told me to go hunting for pigeons, and after a while without catching anything, he started talking about sex, porn magazines he had, masturbation, cum, and pulling out his cock and jerking off while we walked until he got hard. For me, it was very exciting to see a hard cock for the first time, and I suppose my face would have shown it, because he invited me to give him a handjob. So, there, among the bushes, on top of a rock at 4 in the afternoon, I started jerking him off under his instructions.

I couldn't describe how I felt - excitement, morbid curiosity, a tingling in my stomach, and an erection. Being his instrument for pleasure felt good, and he noticed it.

This was the trigger that led to him finding ways to be alone with me every time our parents got together, and he would order me to give him a handjob. As we grew older, he became more dominant and authoritarian with me, and I accepted the role of servant and submissive.

I remember one Sunday when our parents got together at his country house for lunch, and among some rocks that formed a cave, he forced me to suck his cock and taught me how to open my throat to swallow it until his balls, my eyes were watering, and I almost vomited, but I remember how his balls hit my chin, the smell of his cock, and the satisfaction of making him cum in my mouth, and it still gives me a hard-on.

From then on, every time I was alone with him, I knew my obligation was to get on my knees so he could fuck my throat until he came. Gradually, the beatings, slaps, and humiliations started, and without ever talking about it, I became his toy, his submissive bitch, and his slave for 10 years, until I came to study in Toledo.

In my next account, I will tell you about some of those experiences I had with him in more detail.