You're just a piece of meat with three wet holes. Everything that's gone wrong in your life is your fault. If I come home and find you whimpering in the corner as you watch me take my belt off, your fault.

I want you in pain. Bruised, bloodied, screaming for mercy but still dripping wet from your cunt. Resist, and I'll have you on the ground, my foot pushing your face into the floor as I leave your tight ass with deep, red welts.

As my hand muffles your mouth when my thick cock splits you open, I want to feel you try to sink your teeth into my fingers in a desperate attempt at escape. But you're not going anywhere slut. You're mine. Forever to use and breed.

No one cares for you. Least of all me, but I'm all you have.

I hope to hear back you slut. I know you're wet reading this.