Attempts to get up and go

On shaky legs, Madison stood up and headed for the door. The walk down to the street was a haze. Then the sun hit her and she was out in the world.

It was a crowded day with lots of people walking about. Madison looked over them. All these women were fuck sluts and they didn't know it.

Could that really be true? It felt true.

Then again, maybe they did know it. Maybe all the women she saw gave their minds and bodies over to countless men. Maybe she had been ignorant to it the whole time.

She felt dumb. She was dumb. Dr. Ellington was right. Women were dumb.

She glanced down at the address it was close. She wanted to get there... no she needed to get there fast. Otherwise she might run up to the nearest man and tell him to treat her like the fuck slut she was.

No... of course not... that would be ridiculous. She was ridiculous. Then what purpose did she serve other than being used by men?

Everything was confusing.

She started to walk, one foot in front of the other and in a few seconds found herself running toward the address, faster and faster. By the time she got there she was covered in sweat, short of breath, her brain even more hazy.

The destination looked like an old abandoned warehouse, a terrifying looking place that Madison would have never wanted to be just a day earlier. Now she knocked on the door furiously.

It opened and one of the men from the video stood there.

Just at the sight of him, Madison felt like her pussy was going to gush her juices everywhere.

The man looked her up and down. "You're a filthy looking little thing aren't you. What do you want?"

The demeaning comment only made Madison more aroused. She felt like she was going to explode. "Please..." she said panting, "I know...." she couldn't remember what Dr. Ellington had told her to say. She was so dumb, "I know it now..."

The man laughed. "What the fuck?"

"The video... I watched it." Madison tried to explain but her mind kept betraying her.

"What video?" The man asked.

"Girl with pink hair." Madison said

"We don't make videos like that anymore." The man said much to Madison's shock.

"PLEASE!" Madison growled. She couldn't believe she was begging him. Or could she... whatever, she was. This was her now.

The second man from the video walked up. "What's going on?" He asked.

"I'm not sure, but I think this slut watched the video where Trixie was wearing the pink wig and now wants us to fuck her like that." The first man said.

"Did you tell her we don't make videos that gentle anymore?" The second man asked.

"I'm trying." The first man replied. "But I don't think she's getting it. She seems pretty dumb."

"PLEASE!" All Madison could do was beg, and suddenly lose her balance and in an instant she fell to her knees in front of the men.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, get in here." The second man grabbed her by the hair and pulled her across the threshold of the door, her knees scraping the concrete as she went.

"What do you think?" The first man said to the second. "Do you think your sister sent her?"

"Probably. She always sends the **** ones." The second man answered.

"Sure... but they're usually not this fucked up."

"Well, we might as well..."

The men's conversation drifted into noise and Madison found herself lost in her own thoughts. Was this really happening? How had it come to this? What was she doing here?

Fulfilling her purpose. That's what.

"What's your name?" The second man asked.

"It's Ma..." Madison could barely speak before the man slapped her hard across the face.

"You really think I give a fuck what your name is?" He snipped. "From now on I'm going to call you Cunt Brain, understand?"

Madison nodded.

"And you're not getting used by us until you earn it, understand?" The other man added.

Madison nodded.

"Do you think she understands?"

"I dunno. If she's capable of understanding anything."

"Then let's start."