— “Why?”
— “Because …” — she moaned — “Because I’m a …” — she strained — “Because I’m a worthless whore” — she shouted as she came. She got into the habit of having a shit always at the same time in the morning, and giving herself enema. Throughout the day she had the feeling she was stinking of cum and sex, and that people were looking at her weird. When he stopped, she hurt all over, and sobbed, curled up in a ball. He placed them under the table, and they sat. — “You wouldn’t want to soil a man who decides to use your ass?”
— “I wouldn’t, sir.”
— “Because that’s what you are.” — he said stopping the stream. She was waken from her uneasy sleep, by the bright light, when Sam uncovered her cage. After he came, he simply stood up, and zipped his pants. With every stroke, she felt the friction irritate her delicate skin.
