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“Say you’re my worthless, piece of shit whore and nothing you think matters because you’re just three holes and a pair of tits designed to make me cum.”
As he loosened the belt, Bridgette repeated the words, burning with shame at her own fear and weakness, but even more ashamed that it was turning her own. “Do you understand me?”
Bridgette tried to shake her head, but the 18-year-old wouldn’t let her move, Instead, he pulled her hair harder, dragging her head back another fraction of an inch and increasing the pressure on her arm.She felt like her shoulder was going to pull apart. “I’m your slave, Dustin. I’m your slave. “I own you,” he said. “Mommy’s fine,” she called out, her eyes pleading with Dustin. “Dustin, please,” she begged. I’m your slave.”
As she finished, she heard a knock on the door and her youngest son asked if she was alright.
