Yes, someone helps

"I'll help you"

At first Jill didn't hear the voice, she kept pleading desperately with the men as they passed her by, standing there naked, used up, a mess.

"I'll help you."

And she didn't hear it again.

"Hey! White slut!"

Jill turned to look, wondering for a bit if she would always answer to that from now on. A large looming black man walked up. He was well built and generally huge, several inches over six feet. Jill didn't remember fucking him specifically but that was the case with most of the men she was now seeing. But she knew that at some point today his cock had been inside her.

"You will?" She emitted in slutty desperation and ran toward him. He held out his hand, keeping her cum soaked body at a distance.

He looked her up and down. "Man, you really are a slut aren't you?"

Jill opened her mouth, but couldn't bring herself to answer. There was a difference between shouting it during sex when she felt like it and admitting it to this man who lorded over her and demeaned her. She cleared her throat, and the taste of semen quickly reappeared. She swallowed it down, clenched her teeth and nodded at him.

"I'm on Washington U's football team. We got over a hundred guys who'd be interested in you."

'What would a slut want?' she thought, 'fuck it! what would I want?' Jill's eyes lit up.

"And you said you'd do anything?"

Jill nodded again.