Paths of Pain

You woke up, your entire body ached. Most especially your mouth and pussy, which were filled many times. The cum on your body dried up, leaving you a nauseous feeling. You ****, desired a bath. The only saving grace was that your ass was untouched.

"Finally, woke up slut?"

Your attention is brought to the man at the door. Fully dressed, he looks at you with a condescending glare as if looking at a bug.

"Had a good night's sleep slut?" He asks with a gloating tone.

"Well, I will have you know that I have great news for you. My next fight is tomorrow, and so I don't have anything better to do except fuck you. But I have some tempting offers.

You have a strong sense of dread as he says the word offer. Were you really just a sex **** to be trafficked and sold at a whim. How the hell was this legal! But you knew the X-Change Corp was too powerful. No government would be dumb enough to challenge them without a good enough reason. They had plenty of people in high places.

"You're a nice fuck, but I'll have plenty like you in the future. I was struggling to decide, but then I had an idea. Yes, I'll let you decide. See, I am mostly just curious about what you will choose, but hey, doesn't this make me a great master hahaha."

"W-what choices."

You try to act strong for a moment, but it looks pathetic coming from you, who was just a cum-covered mess.

Drake smiles and lifts one finger before speaking.

"Option 1, remain as my fuck toy. I have to say I really enjoy breaking that will of yours. But I'll have plenty of whores to satisfy my needs, so I don't care if you go."

He lifted a second finger.

"Option 2, I have some friends I owe a debt to, so I wouldn't mind paying them off with you."

And finally, he raised a third finger.

Option 3, The Wood family offered to bail you out. I had no idea you would be the wood family's youngest son. To think You were writhing like a bitch in heat on my cock just last night!

"So which will it be? Want to meet your dear daddy, or would you like to stick with me. Or, you can join my friends, but I can tell you this, they really know how to party, hahaha!"

You felt a splitting headache as you tried to look at your options.

Bail? You knew it wasn't that. Your father never forgives failure. He disposed of anything that fails. He saw you as a disposable weapon. If he wanted you back, it would never be for the same reason as the first.

You felt absolutely terrified at the thought. Should you just stick with Drake? Maybe you could escape when sold to his friends. He wouldn't care anymore if you run. Or should you hope your father still values you and take the bail?"