You no longer have a name.You no longer have an identity.It’s all been taken away from you.  It was

You no longer have a name.You no longer have an identity.It’s all been taken away from you.  It was taken hours ago, or days ago, or weeks ago.  Maybe it’s been months or longer.  It’s so hard to keep track of time when you can’t see, when the only time you’re allowed to move is when you’re told to.  When you’re never referred to by name, or even spoken to.  When you are required to move, you are pulled or tugged, dragged or manhandled.  The only identity you can hold onto is the word you saw on the suit before you were sealed away inside it.“Slut”You don’t remember being a slut before all this, but it’s been so long you can’t trust your memory.  Slut.There’s a hand on the back of your head now and your lips part immediately.  You know what happens next.  You know you have no choice, no say, no other option but to do what you are meant to do.Slut.A single thrust into your mouth and your mind melts away.Perhaps this is the time it doesn’t come back. -- source link

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