I like that you let me imagine I'm worth being treated as more than a toy
We both know what I'm meant for, what I really can offer to the world- to you- my cute cum hungry holes, tight, wet, and so good to rape. But you let me pretend- that my aspirations beyond being locked up to the inside of a cage, being tortured by your cock, fingers, and toys- is even worth entertaining. You of course still rape your sweet sluts little holes every chance you get, send me to my classes full of your seed, rape me before and after you show me off at dinners, even before you drop me off at my friends, you make sure some of your scent and marks are branding your toy.
Of course I love it daddy, I go along, pretend I'm some academic, some sophisticated "person". But really it's a bit I get to play, in the meantime of serving your cock, being the best cock sleeve I can be, while you force me to stay covered in your seed. Your hand always finds its way on the back of my head and neck, even when it's just petting me, it always serves as such a good reminder of how you own me. Especially in public, the way you look at my every action so hungry to rape and use me, it's so natural, just like the way I grind my hips against you when I think no one's watching, or squeeze the hand around my throat tighter, while I look up at your eyes and promise to be a good slut.
I love that you let me get lost in imaging some sort of personhood, even for a little, before reminding me I'm only good to be raped and passed around, how it's the only way I wouldnt just be a useless slut. I love when you fuck into me that it's the only real a way a stupid girl like me can contribute to society.