Tells her the truth

Pamela looked into her daughter’s tired, sweaty face and told her the only truth she knew.

“You deserve this.” She said “This is the best you can ever hope to amount to.” Again she looked over the girl’s naked, glistening, used up body. As broken as she seemed, Pam knew this was only the beginning for her. Evie made eye-contact. Deep. Piercing. Pamela thought it was maybe the last effort of someone who didn’t want to be lost forever. But Pam knew that there was ****. “Give up.” She said. “There’s no hope for you. All you’ve ever been as a person is a disappointment that fell out of my cunt. It’s time to stop being a failure as a human and start being a useful fucktoy.”

A tear slipped down Evie’s cheek. Pam was unmoved. When she looked at the girl all she saw was an object.

LaRey shoved her aside, grabbed the object by the hair, unfastened it’s leash, pulled it off the toys that penetrated it and hurled it toward the ground.

The fuckthing hit the floor hard on all fours. And LaRey positioned himself and his throbbing cock behind it, slowly pushing into its tight asshole. The toy grunted.

Pam watched with pride. If Evie had a functioning brain, it would understand what an honor it was going to be to receive LaRey’s cum. Unfortunately it wasn’t capable of such thoughts. It was just a thing.

“Get some life into this fuckdoll!” LaRey growled as he thrust into its unresponsive body.

Pam quickly scrambled to the fuckthing’s face and gave it a hard slap. It’s entire body tensed and squeezed LaRey’s member pleasantly.

“That’s better.” He said, taking a grip of the EvieDoll’s wet hair and pulling it hard.

Pam slapped it again. It grunted and groaned. Drool dropped down from its open mouth. The entire room smelled of sweaty sex. And the sound of LaRey’s flesh slapping against the flesh of the thing that Pam once considered a daughter was impossibly hot. Pam wanted to reach her hand between her thighs and rub herself until she was sore. But her pleasure wasn’t important. Only LaRey mattered.

So Pam slapped it again.

“Fuck! That’s it! More!” He shouted. “Harder.”

Pam slapped the EvieDoll again, though she was already using as much **** as she could. It’s elbows gave out and it’s head collapsed to the ground. It’s body shook uncontrollably.

LaRey let out a loud groan as he deposited his jizz into its asshole. Then, feeling good; pulled himself out. He looked at Pamela with a smirk.

She smiled back. He’d wanted this fuckthing to be an acceptable receptacle for his cum, and Pam felt proud that she’d made it so. She’d do anything for him. The the idea that she was once a respectable, independent woman, and the used up body on the ground before her was once her loving daughter, seemed almost inconceivable now. If that’s what her life once was, then she’d clearly been living a useless existence.

This, now, was her proper existence. To obey LaRey.

Which was good, because he had a demand for her.