Nearly an entire day

When you finally come back to yourself, you don't remember a thing from the past twenty-four hours. All you are aware is that you are covered in something sticky, you feel like you've been hit by a semi-truck and your ass feels full to the brim. You struggle to remember what happened beyond the auction. Someone had bought you, someone important, but you can't seem to grasp it.

You lie there for a few minutes, unable to find the strength to even open your eyes. Eventually you **** them to open; you need answers more than you need rest at the moment.

Seeing the cooling cum on your body sends your mind reeling, memories popping into your head, but so blurry you can barely make sense of it. You remembered being fucked senseless throughout the house, someone calling you baby (your Daddy?), and pills: lots and lots of pills.

The man who fucked you returns just as you try to **** youself into a sitting position. "Lie back down love." he says, lightly pushing you back down, "Rest. I'll handle everything else."

You blink stupidly, finally putting together your fuzzy memories. You were bought by your favorite porn star and he had given you those pills, fucked you over and over again. "How long were we...? How long was I....?"

Thomas chuckles and begins to wipe down your body with a warm rag. You notice he's dressed once more. "We went at it for a good 24 hours." he explains, "You've only been asleep for 10 minutes top. Just long enough for me to get dressed and fix us up dinner. Once you've ate and I know the pills are out of your system, we'll get you a nice bath and into bed, alright? In the meantime, feel free to ask me whatever you want."