Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. 100 REMINISCENCES OF A MARRIAGE TO A CHILD. Foreword. 100 Reminiscences of a marriage to a child is a work of fiction, and as such for the purposes only of fantasy, not intended to condone or encourage paedophilia. It is set on a fictional island community, where child-sex is legal, and told from the 1st-person viewpoint of a 39yo man who has taken a child-bride. It is a series of reflections and descriptions. This one brings the series to a finish, and is longer. Reminiscence 100. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 100. Part 1: Decision and Reflections. Decision time has come around after 2 years of being married to a prepubescent girl. Keep her, or move on to a wider exploration of child-sex? The temptations of the latter are obvious, whilst the appeal of the former is perhaps more subtle. It is, I find, in effect a quality versus quantity decision. It is possible to have thrilling intimate quality with a first-time youngster (ie one you are fucking or what not, for the first time), and indeed many men I have spoken to love this. It's fresh, vibrant, unpredictable even. However, it is not the same as engaging in all intimacies, hard-core and otherwise, with one you know very well. It cannot be. The bond and communication is of a different order. With a child is it is different again than with long-term adult relationships. A paedophilic relationship brings a massive feeling of ownership and power, but this is coupled with protectiveness and at times almost excruciating affection. I find I do not want to relinquish this. I do not want to relinquish Amy. We are bonded. I control her, but I have responsibility for her. It is sweet, and I feel enormous potential still in our relationship. Part 2: Aims and hopes. Amy is 11 years and 3 months old, blue-eyed, blonde and lightly freckled with a pleasant but normal sort of face. She would not raise a second look in any school or neighbourhood - except perhaps from the discerning type of pedo guy (or woman, there are a few!). Her body hints at puberty now, with a little bit more flesh to her hips and bum than she had last year, and small mounds that can almost be called breasts. Down below, there are very fine and scant hairs. All these attributes receive increasing exploration from me, by hand and mouth. Amy herself genuinely enjoys the vaginal and chest sucking, being the non-invasive and non-painful shows as affection that they are. She totally sees them that way, the culture here on the island doing its job well. The moment of pubescence, as defined by the first bleeds, may hit during the next year. This would of course mean fertility: any semen I put inside her (I already do plenty) could result in conception. I don't actually want to her make her pregnant - not until she's at least 14 - for issues of physiological and emotional strain I feel this would cause her. However, it is so symbolic of `coming of age' - nature declaring a girl is ready and designed for sex - that I want to explore this central aspect of sex ever more intently. Vaginal penetration, in the context of careful and genteel love-making, will be more of a focus than it already is. I'll be exploring depth, positions and Amy's growing ability to take it. From her, I'll be encouraging expression both in body language and vocal utterance. Intercourse is of course basic to the concept of man and wife. In tandem with this, I want to develop ever greater psychology between us and more sophisticated conversation, in erotic as well as regular settings. Part 3: `Other' sex. In no way am I going to give up those more raw demands of her: fucking her in mouth or up the bottom are the obvious examples. Both are always done gently, and are written into the very constitution of pedo-marriage on the island here. In short, she expects to have to do it, and by and large does it with good morale. Blow-jobs, especially, can be tender and communicative moments between us, with or without cum. In fact, I probably go easy on my rights on this, ejaculating less often in her mouth than I might. It's all the more exhilarating when I do do it. This is because I know it's not her favourite thing - she'll do it with an amenable sense of duty - and the result instead is sometimes a facial or letting her bring me off by hand. Anal sex is more emotionally detached, and remains a slightly guilty statement of authority and lust to be enjoyed from time to time. I'd never damage her down there, but I do strive to get penetration of her rectum if I'm in the mood, and ejaculate up there. If anything, I'll want to do this more as she matures. This is down to my dual nature - I love teen as much as preteen - and as her bum develops I'll enjoy it in its own way, as much as I do the taboo of a 9-year-old's little bum. Kissing, whether it be in naked sex or those everyday little gestures, will be more important than ever to us. I particularly want to explore how she can develop true sexual kissing, tongues et cetera, giving rather than just meekly receiving. This will go hand in hand with fuck-practise. It's surprising how sensually she does it now at 11, but it's hard to tell how much of this is mere `action' or truly felt. It will be extremely interesting to see how the increasing functionality of her clitoris influences her sexual performance in general. Part 4: Ethics. How does Amy feel about this life? Does she do these things willingly? Is she happy? These are profound questions. In a way, they are moot, since the law states she must do them and I have a right to do them. She cooperates, certainly, 90% of the time. She is friendly, 90% of the time, and appears to simply `enjoy' that which can be deemed as our `sex life' about half the time. The rest of the time, it's a sliding scale from mild obligation to distinct distress. She did not choose this life, but has grown into it and had it set for her by the culture she lives in. No different, in that sense, to going to school in a normal country. She is in essence a sex-slave, but that is a much overused and misunderstood term. The reality is that she (we) is doing something sexual for perhaps an hour out of every day on average, and the rest of the time living as any other child, albeit a `grown-up' one. The bond of obligation is always there, though, I guess. She is `mine'. In this sense, I am like a citizen of ancient Rome who owns his slave, regardless of her age, and has full rights. Like them, though, there is immense affection: they often grow to truly love each other, and the `slave' accepts her status as the way of things. In return for good behaviour, she is treated well, and is perfectly happy about this. Adjustment is required, and the initial immersion in sex is rather like the pains of adolescence come early. Childhood, in the traditional sense, is shortened, but what is childhood except for a set of curiosities and innocent explorations with a few unpleasant obligations? She is still a child, but one with a few mysteries unearthed for her. How she will accept things when she grows up remains to be seen, but I believe it will be with humility and without the feminist aggression the western world is familiar with. Sexed, owned and loved from an early age like this, the girl-children of pedo island will hopefully grow to become women that nature intended. Insulation from the pernicious ideas of the modern world is the key. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Feedback and discussion welcome to ep1968@hotmail.co.uk. Webpic of girl who inspired 'Amy' available on request.100 Reminiscences of a marriage to a child (100 - the end)