W-why is he torturing me so much? I'm so close... Why won't he let me cum?
"Pl-please, let me..." I start to say. As I began to talk he slammed into me a few more times and finally came, letting me go. I came without having to rub myself, since he had been torturing me.
After he pulled out, he left the room, leaving me feeling used and dirty. I began to cry out of frustration. Why do I act like this? Why does it only take a few thoughts to get me worked up?
I drift off crying for no reason. I can only think of how long he will want me to stay here with him. What if he tells me to leave tomorrow or next month, where will I go?