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Remember: everything The Whore Factory says is made up.
In high heels and lacy lingerie, sitting on the small bed in your cell, your rub your clit as you watch the porn playing on the wall in front of you, your left hand squeezing your enormous fake breasts your captive forced on you.
You cry softly as you remember one year ago when you would never have acted like such a slut. After countless rape and humiliation sessions, that what you believe you are now: a dirty, worthless slut.
Suddenly, your door open, startling you, and a man enter.
"You stupid slut. You have a job to do."
You force a smile and lick your collagen-filled lips, as they taught you and reply: "Yes, master."
He smiles, come next to you and slap you on the face twice. Hard. You smile even more, holding back tears.
"Good. Follow me, whore. "
1. Follow him.
2. Say "Yes, master".
3. Say "Thank you for choosing me, master."
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