I don't know what has come over me, these days. My mind is always tracing back to it. I need it. I want it. But why? Locked in a room, thrown on a bed, made to take it. Ravished. My mouth, my ass, my cunt. Shoved deep within. Rough and hard. Day after day, a slut slave for men. Today, maybe there will be 5 of more. Hoping to be left nice and sore. My nipples, my clit, my lips swollen, hot and on fire. They will have there way with me. Regardless of what I want! What would happen if I resist? Sick preverted men, they love seeing me used. I miss them when their gone. Then I feel like an unlove toy. You know how you can always tell when a toy is loved and enjoyed. You can tell by how used it is. How dirty it is! Sometimes it is so nasty, your not sure if you want to touch it. But then you pick it up and start to play with it. And before you know it, you want to use it, too. I wonder how you would use me?