Broken

The man allowed Amanda to drop her head, tears ran down her cheeks as she realized the gravity of what she'd agreed to.

"Come here bitch and get on your knees." came the command, Amanda shuffled her feet over to where her master stood and knelt down. He attached her leash to her collar with a click and held it over her head in one hand. He looked down at her, into her soft brown eyes with tears in the corners

"What are you good for ****" He asked.

"Nothing, sir."

"Wrong!" he yelled, yanking her leash. Amanda yelped. He asked again.

"What are you good for?"

Amanda sobbed, she didn't know any more what she was good for, she has spent months fucking and swallowing cum, months before that trying to track down her sister, she didn't know what she was good for any more.

"I don't know sir." Amanda broke down crying, collapsing into a heap on the floor. Her will to resist, to find her sister, and to survive had driven her through everything she had endured up to this point. But now, she had a agreed to become nothing more than cattle, used until she was bred. The shame her predicament had caused her enveloped her.

Her master smiled, he had broken her with one tug of her collar. His plan had worked after all. As the **** cried in a pile on her side on the floor, he stepped around her. Between her legs, the pink lips of her pussy peaked out like flower petals and glistened with her lube. Shame it seemed, would work wonders to control this bitch.