What's next?
Diamond is still being pounded

Thrust.
Out.
Thrust.
Out.
Thrust.
Out.
For the next four days Diamond was cuffed to the metal frame. At night the pounding stopped, this way she was able to get some sleep. In the morning the pounding continued mercilessly, as if she was nothing but a mere toy. And yes, from now on, she was a toy.
She recalled the videos that she'd seen on the StarNet. Sissies like her were able to cum from their clitties by nothing else but sexual stimulus from the rear. Perhaps this is why they were doing this to her? As a form of mercy in its own twisted way?
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