Layla, a 20-year old domestic victim

***For new readers: The Willing Doll's club takes payments from women to provide them brutal sexual treatments. Most of the times women are tricked into completely plunging themselves into sexual slavery. This branch of the story features domestic **** and dark narratives, leave if you are not comfortable with it.

“You watching this, boyfriend?” A naked man points a camera to his face, grinning uncontrollably.

Another man gave the woman’s arm a yank, forcing her to stand on her feet to face the camera. She is physically comprehensively abused, her breasts bruised, covered in semen, monstrous anal beads dangling from her leaking asshole and a shameless nose ring making her look like some cum cattle.

“Try this, cow!” a man pushes the huge anal beads all the way up to the tip of her colon and pulls the whole set of balls out within a split second. The toys came out along with a humongous wave of white cum and intestine discharge. The blonde bitch immediately lets out a morbid shriek and collapses onto the pud of her own fluid on the cold concrete floor.

Her abused anus gapes in desperation and the remainder of cum continuously drips out of her meat, “please... I did what you asked...” She pleads while licks a man’s hairy foot like a dog.

“Alright, alright...here is your damn reward.” The guy pushes her tortured body aside with his foot and drops a handful of pills near the pond of piss the girl’s face rests upon. She immediately crawls toward them and devours them, washing them down her throat with cum and the dick hairs mixed up in it.

“You got the footage?”

“Yeah, I got it. That being said I would probably kill myself if someone sent me this kinda video of my daughter.”

“I don’t give a fuck as long as I get paid.”

The two men laughs and decide to give the girl a bit of extra reward. One of them flips her body like a fish and takes out a needle, “here is a little extra high for today, Layla.” He takes out a syringe and discharges all of its content inside the girl’s nipple. They exit the room laughing afterwards, leaving the woman gasping and moaning more intensely and squirting fuck juices all over the cold floor.

The living fucktoy on the floor by the name of Layla has been a constant victim of domestic **** by his own father. People would often assume she is a brilliant college blonde in some sports club, judging by her almost athletic build and long legs. One would gawk in the revelation that Layla never reported her father’s abusive behavior to anyone and was seemingly enjoying the inhumane rough treatment by her father, until the day her father got bored of handling her personally and decided to pay the Willing Dolls club to film her daughter’s torment and **** her to drop out of college to become a full-time cock receptacle. That was when things escalated out of Layla’s control. But it is too late for her to turn back: the gentlemen at the club have made a worthless **** addict and she would lick anyone’s cock now just to get a better high. She is sent to the club every day for ruthless gangrapes. Her father has run out of money to pay the club so the club made her sell her videos on the dark web to cover the payment.

A greasy middle-aged white man wakes up to violent knocking on his apartment door, “fuck, I’m coming!” He gets up from his oily bed in his white tank top and opens the door: there is only a big iron garbage bin and a cassette tape on top of it. He grins evilly and lifts the lid of the bin open.

Her naked daughter Layla is stilling moaning and squirting inside, the butt beads and numerous vibrators still wreaking havoc inside her tender regions and her mouth taped shut. Needle marks protruding on her breasts and arms. The father puts the cassette tape into his ancient cassette player after he suspended Layla in midair to the ceiling and starts watching the tape.

“Shit, they really did a number on you, didn’t they? Haha.” The man takes a sip of cold beer, his left hand jerking off his limp dick to his daughter’s **** session.

Layla’s body is dangling from the ceiling, her hands tied tightly together and her wrists crushing into each other. Her mind is too occupied with the pain to respond to her father.

“Answer me!” The man angrily bolts up from the sofa and violently greeted her daughter with a brutal flogging session. Every whipping sound in his ears and every new red mark on her girl’s body sends his brain to greater ecstasy.

“Uuunnnh, Uuunnnh, Uuunnnh!” Layla’s mouth is still taped but every lash produces enough pain to overwrite her high so much that she moans loudly in pain. Minutes later, her helpless moaning turns into crying, as tears of despair flow down her face, while the only thing she can see is the thrilling excitement in his father’s eyes... After her father finally grew bored of the flogging, he goes back to his room to sleep, leaving Layla still dangling from the ceiling in the rotten living room. This is a typical day for Layla. The next morning she will be shipped back in the trash bin to the club for another day of brutal **** and film it for the whole world to see.