On her knees, trembling, aching, wet. She’s not begging for love…she’s begging to be slapped, spat on, degraded, and filled. Every word out of her mouth strips her down further. No name. No identity. Just holes. Just a fuckdoll, made to speak her filth out loud. She wants you to ruin her. She wants you to make her say it again. And again. And again.