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"Good morning, young lady," Toby said to her gently, "I would ask you if you slept well, only I noticed you didn't move all night, so you must have had a lovely sleep. There's no need to be afraid… It's me, Toby… you know I won't hurt you. On the contrary, we talked a lot last night about your problems. You told me of your mother… I'll have a sharp word with her when she returns. You also told me about your masturbation with sharp things… most dreadful business, but I have a plan for how we can deal with that today. And I put some cream on your wounds, remember?" He held up the tube of cream he had used to treat Liz's pussy and anus yesterday to remind her. "We'll have a look at your injuries some time today to make sure they are on the mend, though there's no rush," he added, and then to reassure her, he gently echoed some of his words from last night, "I am here to help you and care for you. I want to heal you. Come here, there's a good girl. I'll look after you."

Liz hesitated for several moments before tentatively sliding closer to him, keeping a cautious distance between them. She could feel her heart hammering in her chest, a mix of fear and something else, something foreign yet familiar. As he reached out to her, she flinched involuntarily, but found comfort in the gentle pressure of his hand resting lightly on her lower back. Slowly, reluctantly, she allowed him to guide her back along the bed where he could better inspect her wounds. "There's a good girl," he crooned, smiling warmly at her. Despite her best efforts, a tiny corner of her mouth twitched upwards in response. "Now, shall we take a look at your injuries? Let's take care of those shorts of yours," he continued, gesturing towards her disheveled attire. With trembling hands, she nodded obediently and slipped them off, though he was surprised to see her take off her shirt this time too, until she lay naked before him. The room seemed to grow hotter by the second, and sweat trickled down her spine as she waited nervously for whatever came next.

Toby's heart began to pound within his chest as Liz pulled off not only her shorts but also, perhaps in a fit of desire, her shirt too, rendering herself completely naked before him and revealing a pair of perky round breasts, with pink areolas surrounding hard little nipples, and a sexy, slightly chubby stomach. His libido went wild as, concentrating all his willpower, he ignored the wonderfully erotic temptation before him and lowered himself down to inspect Liz's injured womanhood. Once again her soft seductive female scent beckoned to him as he parted her pink lips and peered inside her. He could feel his breathing get heavier as he laboured to resist his urges with all his might. "Ooh, looks like my work has come along nicely," he said gently to Liz, "Your pretty pussy is healing wonderfully, even better than I thought it would. Those cuts should be gone by tomorrow." He then instructed her to roll onto her stomach again and parted her sexy round bottom to look into her anus again. "Looking good here too, the cuts are still a bit deeper here, probably because your anal tissue is more delicate, but it will heal in good time." He then applied another smear of the cream to both her holes, eliciting more moans of pleasure from her. Just as she rolled onto her back again, and spread her legs a little invitingly, his libido finally seized a foothold in his mind. She didn't have to take her shirt off for you, it whispered to him, but she did, because she wants you. It's time to show you want her back. "Do you know Liz," he said at last, it's rather unfair on you for you to have to be naked when I'm fully clothed." He swallowed before continuing gruffly, "Allow me to rectify that." And so he cast off his shirt, and then eased his trousers carefully over his erection and slipped them off his legs, finally presenting his 6.5-inch cock, which swelled and throbbed with desire as it pointed straight at Liz's pussy, and his bulging round balls full of seed that he had saved specially for a moment like this. He slowly crawled towards her, being sure to focus his gaze upon her eyes, which communicated anxiety, but also longing for what was about to happen. He settled himself gently down on top of her, her large tits pressing against his equally-pale chest, his horny shaft resting upon her soft belly, his full testicles pressing against her pussy. He lowered his face towards hers, and whispered gently, "Liz… I want you, just as I know you want me. I realise now that the best way to heal you, and myself too, is to show you what true romantic and sexual love are. I want to care for you, and I want to love you." He closed his eyes and gently leaned towards her face, and he was rewarded by her soft lips meeting his in a deep kiss.

Liz felt her entire body heat up as their skin touched, every fiber of her being alive with anticipation. Her heart raced in syncop rhythm with his own, each beat echoing through her veins like electricity coursing through a conductor. Inhaling deeply, she savored the masculine musk emanating from him, melding with her own unique scent, creating something new; something exciting. As he moved closer, her breasts pressed firmly against his chest, causing a wave of sensations to ripple throughout her body. When his member brushed against her sensitive flesh, she couldn't help but squirm involuntarily, her hips instinctively tilting forward unconsciously seeking more contact. His words reverberated in her head, ringing with sincerity and desire. A tiny flicker of hope ignited inside her, banishing some of the darkness that had been shrouding her soul. Slowly, tentatively, she opened her eyes, locking gazes with him, searching for any signs of deceit or manipulation. But instead, she found warmth, understanding, and most surprisingly, genuine affection. With trembling hands, she reached out and caressed his cheek tenderly, feeling his rough stubble tickling her palms. Their lips met once again, this time more passionately.

Toby felt a burst of adrenaline rush through him as Liz showed her receptiveness to his affections, both voluntarily by affectionately caressing his cheek, and unconsciously as her body shifted under him, spreading her legs more widely and presenting her entrance closer to him in her instinctive desire to mate with him. She really did want him, and this emboldened him. As they kissed again he reciprocated her touch by gently fondling her soft, fluffy blonde hair and gently tracing a finger over a small ear. He slowly rose his hand to the solitary hairband keeping Liz's hair in a half-ponytail and gently slipped it off, letting her long tresses cascade down onto the pillow and around her beautiful face. Then he raised his other hand to a sexy round breast and cupped it gently, feeling the softness and plumpness of the pale flesh it was made of. His thumb moved to the nipple in the middle of it and started to massage it softly, causing Liz to whine and squirm in pleasure. He then pulled back from the kiss he was sharing with Liz, and kissed her softly on the cheek instead. Then down the side of her cheek, then on her neck, then as the base of her throat, and on down to her other breast, until he softly latched his lips around her one free nipple and began to gently suck upon it.

Liz moaned loudly into the pillows beneath her head as Toby continued to tease and arouse her. The gentle stroking of her hair combined with his soft touches all over her body sent waves of pure ecstasy coursing through her veins. Each little movement seemed calculated to heighten her already heightened state of arousal. As he trailed his mouth along her delicate features, leaving behind trailblazing kisses filled with promise, Liz arched her back eagerly, begging for more. His tongue danced playfully across her exposed flesh, driving her wild with need. Every nerve ending in her body stood on end, aching for release. When finally, after torturing her mercilessly, he fastened his lips around her swollen nipple, sucking hard while using his fingers to stroke and massage its twin sister, Liz cried out in pure delight. Never before had she experienced such intense pleasure, so much raw eroticism condensed into one single moment. It was almost too much for her fragile mind to handle. Her tight virgin pussy clamped down on nothingness, dripping copious amounts of juices onto the sheets below them, pleading silently for Toby to take control and grant her ultimate satisfaction.

Liz's whimpers, whines and moans grew louder and louder the more Toby pleasured her, and his heart swelled with joy. He was freeing her from her cage, showing her the beauty of true love, romance and sex blended together in perfect harmony and practiced by two people who truly care about each other. He lifted his head briefly to take a break from suckling her, though continued to massage her other nipple with his fingers. "Isn't this wonderful, Liz?" He said to her passionately, gazing deep into her pleasure laden eyes, "Isn't this so much better than porn and masturbation? It is real, deep and true. This is what it means to love, and to be loved!"

Liz could barely form coherent words as Toby's words echoed in her head like sweet music. Was this what everyone else talked about when they spoke of 'love?' Had she been missing out on something so incredible all these years? Her eyes were locked with Toby's, reflecting an ocean of emotions - wonder, fear, gratitude, and most of all, a yearning for more. She nodded weakly, unable to speak past the thick knot forming in her throat. Tears brimming in her silver eyes threatened to spill forth at any moment, but she held strong, determined not to ruin this precious moment between them. After everything she'd gone through, finally, someone wanted her – Lizbeth – flaws and all. And that thought alone was enough to make her world spin dizzily around her.