Third letter

Dear Mario,

It's been three days since my last letter. Three days I have waited desperately for your arrival, three days I have been fed those weird tasting mushrooms, three days I have been humiliated by the goombas. Every day they enter my cell and cum all over me. There are more of them each day, and sometime they come back for seconds now! Each time they get meaner, and they make bolder requests now. They insult me, they call me a slut, a whore, a royal fuck-toy and they keep telling me how much more fun it'll be once I give in. I don't know if I should tell you this, but I am starting to feel like maybe it would be easier and simpler if I did give in a little bit...

Here they come again! I'll write again, but please Mario come save me! I am starting to fear my own thoughts...

-Love, Peach