Accept her fate as a fucktoy

Audrey enters her house and strolls to her room. She goes for her hidden cache of contraceptives. Staring at the box, she wonders what the point is. She was stuck being a fucktoy to Duke. Audrey didn't have any plans after high school. She just wanted an out from responsibilities. Duke may be the key to that. He is true to his words, that much she surmises. Audrey puts away the pills.

The thought of getting her brains fucked out by him on a regular basis and carrying his child made her moist. She places her had towards her belly; she could still feel some of his baby batter resting inside her. Her apprehensiveness is nearly zero now, she feels somehow content. Audrey then reaches into her backpack, pulling out the $400 dollars Duke threw in there. Money and pleasure, her life could be stable thanks to her ****. With a heavy sigh of acceptance, she drops on to the bed. Her dreams are of Duke and his big black cock destroying her dignity. She is a cock-hungry whore, after all.