Gooner

The next half year passed by in a daze. Carrie lived for only one thing -- rubbing her dirty pussy to Chad fucking, making love to, getting sucked by, Kristin. She was only allowed to cum when he did. And when she wasn't watching them fuck live, she was watching Chad and Kristin fuck on video clips they made for her.

She was a zombie. She had no other social life, and she was working a dead end fast food job to pay bills. She had zero interest in dating. It was all about watching them fuck, and a couple of minutes of actual orgasm when allowed.

"Who is the dumbest cunt you know, fuckdoll?" Chad asked her cruelly.

"Me," Carrie admitted, pushing the dildo in and out, edging herself.

"Don't you want to fuck a real man, you dumb ho?" Kristin added, stroking Chad's cock in front of Carrie.

"No ... Just want to watch." Chad sighed.

"You're boring me. You're a boring cunt," he said. "So I'm selling you."

"Sell? No, please, no!" Carrie said dumbly. Chad threw on some shorts, and opened the door. He'd been waiting for this moment, to offload this dumb broken bimbo. The light was bright, blinding Carrie, but the voice made her think of older times. Better times.

"Barbie?" said John.

"D-d-daddy?"