ORAL ECSTASY AT EVERY TURN

For weeks, this became my existence. Vxxx My body was covered in welts and bleeding cuts. My hands shook as I drew 10 slips of paper. I knelt before him, my body moving almost automatically, my mind blanking out everything but the task at hand. I stood there, chained, filthy, and utterly dehumanized, wondering if my captor was watching and deriving some sick pleasure from my suffering. His hands were rough and callous, the soap slick and abrasive against my skin. He returned to the room, this time carrying a cat-o’-nine-tails whip. Knowing I was being constantly observed by the cameras only intensified my feelings of vulnerability and humiliation. He brutally raped me, alternating between my pussy and ass, each thrust a fresh wave of pain and degradation.