masterandslave:

Those are the photographs he took of her when she was being used by all those men previously that evening. Those are the images she will never be able to see; those are the secrets she will never learn. She will wonder for the rest of her life whose hands touched her, what fingers probed into her soft wet holes. She will look into the faces of every man and woman who enters their home and wonder, “were you one of them”?  

As she lay there, stretched awkwardly, knowing His eyes were tracing her used form she can not help but feel slight frustration for she smells the burning smoke, she knows all proof of the evening is lost and she knows no matter what she does he will never disclose to her who used her, who took pleasure from her eager body. 

~cockdoll

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