Can't think... might as well get punished for my transgression

Click, click, click.

My heels clicked as I was being paraded. I felt men’s eyes on me, disrobing me, groping me, fucking me… My body got hotter, my pussy started leaking more juices, and my head was throbbing – it was hard to think.

Suddenly I stopped – deep in my thought, I did not notice that Miles stopped and now had a big knife in his hand.

“Eh~” I gasped as I felt a cold blade. I was aware that I was IMMORTAL, so in no danger of dying, but still the danger… The blade slowly moved from my neck down the shoulder.

“If you are displaying the goods~” Miles started, as he moved his knife. I gasped as he cut one of the straps of my dress. The material moved down putting my left breast on display. “Then you should not cover them~” He moved again, cutting off the other strap. My dress slid down, revealing my naked body. Well, naked but the high-heels, stockings, garter belt, collar, leash and forearm bondage.

He put down the knife and grabbed a pair of nipple clamps connected with a chain. I gasped as he attached them to my hard nipples. I shuddered as he pulled the leash and resumed parading me.

Ah fuck it… all I could think about was sex… might as well have the men have their little **** and punish me~

At my prodding into his mind, Miles pulled the leash and dragged me to the centre of the shop.

“It seems that you have certain needs~” He said as he squeezed my breast roughly, then turned around and spoke loudly so he was heard throughout the entire shop as he addressed me. “Tell us, what are you slut~”

I bit my lip as my breathing quickened.

“I want to be treated and punished, like a sex ****. An object to be used, enjoyed, abused, broken, thrown away, destroyed…” I said as I implanted into man’s minds that that was what they wanted to do with me. Use me, **** me till I break, destroy me and throw me away when I am of no use to them anymore~

I shivered as all the predatory eyes roamed over my body, ready to pounce.