You realize everything

“I made this for you while you were fucking my clients”, - Linda says with her cold voice, - “Yeah, I know you touched them, even though I forbid that”.

Wait, that’s not how it really was… but that doesn’t really matter. She already made up her mind.

“Look at you. You are a bad doll. A broken mannequin. And I don’t want you in my store anymore. But I still own you. And I can do whatever the hell I want with you.

So tell me. What happens to dolls when they aren’t needed anymore?”

“They are dumped into the trash” - that's an answer, but you can't give it properly.

“Thhh dmphhht mmt thrmsh”.

That’s normal. You just didn’t expect it could happen to you…

“That’s right, whore. We throw them into the garbage. Send them to the trash. Because they already are trash”.

You lower your gaze to your body and see that clearly. You are covered with dirt and semen. You stink. You aren’t even a cum dumpster anymore. You should be sent to the dumpster yourself. You are trash.

“I could throw you into this container. But I prefer you to do it by yourself. Because I don’t wanna touch your dirt anymore. I just wanna get rid of you”.

That hurts. Everything you came through together - she sends it to the garbage. The same as she does with you.

“... besides, that process… might amuse me”.

And at that moment you know you fit well into this trash container. Because when she says that, you get an urge to amuse your ex-Owner. Even by throwing yourself into the garbage…

Absolutely zero self-respect. And the dirtiest mind and body.