It has been about half a year since I came to this room. At first, I couldn't stop feeling nauseous and couldn't even swallow food, but now I feel nothing. The woman was confined in the dimly lit room. Endless violence and excessive pleasure controlled her body and mind, and she no longer wished for release. Eventually, all that escaped from her mouth were gasps, copious saliva from intense deepthroating, and the words 'I'm sorry.' She was kept alive solely to satisfy sexual desires, a flesh toilet; today too, she sobbed with a cock in her mouth and spread her legs…
