Bred

They’re going to breed me, and they’re not going to waste a single moment being gentle.

The men who hunt me were always savages, but years of lust and instinct have left them barely more than beasts, and when they catch me it won’t matter how desperately I try to fight them off.

But I’m not just going to buck and writhe and beg as they strip me, spank me, and ravage me.

I’m going to come hard for them too.

Because I need to be bred just as badly as these brutes need to breed me.