The first time she was led naked in public by rope around her tits was the last time she thought of herself as a “normal person”. It was not something that happened to normal people, ergo she must be a slut, as her captor said. If her tits were not so whorishly large, the rope would not have purchase on them, so this was her own fault, really. She felt her past life and past identity drain out of her as she accepted this new world, a world in which she might be dragged painfully by her breasts through a public park. Who must she be to belong in such a world? A worthless fuckdoll, surely…
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