Cunt For Use Chapter 1
We meet up at some seedy motel along an old highway where you've already rented a room on the bottom floor about in the middle of the building. When we get inside, you prop the door open, smirking at my obvious confusion. You take me by the shoulders and maneuver me so that I am still well within the room but easily seen by any passers-by, though there are few. And you order me to strip. I look at you with little girl eyes, nearly tearing up but it has no effect and you again tell me to take...