Regressing the Recruit

Working for the police was my childhood dream. When the force accepted me into their ranks after a very tough series of tests, I was thrilled. However, I soon discovered that I didn't really have the right profile to be a cop. I needed my colleagues to take care of me, holding my hand every time we were called out to stop a crime. It didn't take too long for that to become one more reason for them to mock me. Despite the humiliation, I didn't give up. Hidden among them was a fellow officer that looked at me with different, kinder eyes. I thought that his nicer façade meant that he wished to become a friend of mine, but he was just hiding his true intentions. He wanted me to become his little. I knew it was wrong. I knew I shouldn't do it, but I still couldn't help but succumb to the strength of his advances. And so, day after day, I became his...