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Soon, the sounds of sex came at me in stereo. Mark and Raven from the wrestling room, Lansel and the twins from an upstairs bedroom.
I had won the fight and the contract. But I didn't feel like a winner. Everybody in the house was getting laid, except for me.
I finished the bottle of wine all by myself... and then used the phallic shaped neck of the empty bottle to finish off myself.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 3 years agoThis has been, and continues to be, an entertaining and interesting story. That you have taken such a dark and depressing interpretation of the heroine speaks more about the reader then the author.
Anonymousover 3 years agoIt was fun for a while, kinda trippy, but with what I thought were reasonably abusive non-con overtones. But it was never sad or disheartening until now. To see that the weight of the mental and physical abuse has finally ground her down into a mere shell of her former self was horrifying to read. Watching her losing all self control and violently lashing out, inflicting unnecessary pain to another person and needing to be dragged away from the scene by three people. To see her suffering from depression and abandonment in what should have been a moment of confidence and success in a victory over rival was brutal. But to top it off with her so desperately craving the need for human contact and intimacy that she fucks herself with an empty wine bottle is disturbing. Her rapid decent into an orgasm craving beast was unexpected, understandable but unexpected. And seeing that “normal sex” won’t do it for her any more, how we she survive when there are no more houses to by? Or to the issue of the moment, how much lower will things get for her when mark comes out to find her passed out with that bottle buried inside her? What additional tortures will those five people pile on her before she is allowed to crawl out of this house having finally “earned“ her daily pay check? Mark warned her there was more coming later.
Just truly didn’t expect your leading lady to become a depressed drunken woman, left abandoned in the kitchen of another’s home by five other people who all decided she is too damaged to want to be with, lying passed out on the floor with a wine bottle buried in her snatch, as her reward for serving Mark so well. I expected better.
