There was a freezing fucking breeze brushing against my pussy. I laid, trembling on a rough flagstone floor in the pitch black. I was bound. I don’t know how I came to be here, but I knew they’d come for me again soon. Really, I just awoke here one day, and have been being used as a sex slave ever since. The ropes are rough as they dig into my wrists and ankles; I’m trying to squirm loose, but I’m weak – mere skin and bone. They’d had full control of everything for what must have been weeks.
MY pussy was raw. In fact, I was positive at some point my perineum had been shredded to bits and I was just all one big fuck hole. They didn’t seem to mind a gaping chasm, or that’s what it felt like every time they were done performing their rape fantasies on me. I trembled, freezing and afraid as I heard several sets of boots come to haul me from the cell. They ripped me from the ground, bent me over, and immediately I was fed a fat, hot cock. Grateful for the warmth and the promise of water, I opened wide.
I drank it up, no complaint in sight. They’ll abuse me today, and abandon me back in my cell tonight.
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