You snatched a new girl and now there are seven of us in your basement. Most of them are still so drugged up they aren’t much fun for you once you fuck their limp bodies. I’ve been here the longest. I have lost track of the days at this point. I no longer need the drugs to keep me here. You are the center of my universe and I am worthless fuckpig that needs you to be able to exist how I want to. Your cruelties and rough hands are what I crave. Today you said you would be choking me with your cock.
I know you love your dick sucked and you’ve fucked my face many times before, but you seemed extra excited when you were talking about it. The girls that were awake were propped up to watch, as you love any kind of audience. Some of them still looked terrified and had blood on them from their first encounters with you. I wanted to tell them that it will be okay and that you will put them out of their misery soon enough, but I am not allowed to speak. You put me on my knees with my hands and feet tied tight with barbed wire.
I look up at you and this infuriates you. Just the way you like it. A dirty little worthless whore who defies you just enough for you to feel the rage inside. You yank my head back and ram your cock in my mouth. It hits the back of my throat with the force of a punch. My airway is cutoff and you show no mercy at my choking. My eyes are watering and I start to pass out as you slide your dick deep in my throat. As I faint, the last thing I feel is your hand around my neck. I know you can feel your cock under your hand and I get that tingly feeling all over. Then everything goes dark.