That was when a whole new pain flooded through me as he yanked my hair back and slapped me across the face. It hurt so much more because I couldn’t ...how the pain in my eyes or see the look in his face. “When I call you a dirty little slut you say, yes I am sir, you understand?” It had gone on like that for hours it felt like. He demeaned me and called me so many names. I was a whore. A dirty worthless fuck toy. A cock sucking cum disposal whilst he slapped and tugged at my tender breasts and. My nylons...my outfits fordancing, The guys always loved my cop outfit, with my boobs pushing theshirt apart. I can't stop thinking like this...I can hear Davey move onthe couch and think back to what the phone interrupted. I know Ishouldn't feel the way I do, I know I used to be a guy, but c'mon. Mybody, my mind all of it was aching for one thing. And it was in the otherroom, right in Daveys undies.I primped my hair and swapped my casual house shoes for something alittle sexier, my red. More

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