“Ye-yes,” Britney muttered while averting her eyes.
“That’s not the response you should give your owner. Repeat what I just said. No, beg me to agree to those exact terms.”
Britney’s eyes were wide and terrified. “Please fuck this useless whore every day. Rape me, throttle me and mutilate my body. If you are ever not satisfied, then please kill me any way you please. Fuck my throat until I choke to death, hang me from the ceiling and watch me kick, slit my throat and let me bleed out, beat me ’til my bones break. Do whatever you want to me,” she was sobbing by the time she finished.
“Good girl.” He patted her head. “I can tell you and I are going to be getting along a lot better from now on.” He finally untied the twine from her wrists and ankles. She rolled over and splayed out her limbs immediately. She was too exhausted to move. Hayden tapped her face lightly.
“Please, just let me sleep,” she moaned.
“Fine, but tomorrow, I want you to wake me up in bed. You’re not to be wearing panties and if I deem your cunt too loose after taking that can up there, then I’m going to sew it shut and use your ass from now on.” He reached underneath her and pushed on the puckered hole that was once her anus. It was swollen from being pulled out and pushed back inside of her bowels repeatedly.
“I understand,” Britney yawned while nodding. She was definitely not happy with what he had done to her but she was too tired to even think of a way out. She had to rest. She rolled onto her side and grabbed onto Hayden’s arm subconsciously. He stroked her hair with a strange softness. He was far from forgiving her for everything she had done to him, but right now his only concern was keeping her from talking while enjoying her body to the fullest.
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