She was a gorgeous girl, and she was his. Why wouldn't he proudly display her, he would display her to the world rather than just the few allowed acce...s to his site if there weren't so many lunatics out there."Oh god," Calliope sobbed to herself, she hated this corner, she hated the rubbery cock that filled her mouth from the baby pacifier style base. She sniffled in an effort to breathe properly and cried softly. She knew that he would not let her out of the corner until she had calmed. Four more hours of sex later ‘Aimili’ was dropped out on the crates of the alley just after the sun set. She spent the night laying covered in the women’s cum with her legs and hips too numb to move. Twice, she fought off men who crept up on her in the dark. A dozen more times the shadowy men won and they used her anyway. For hours, they ravaged her limp sore body until she lost any reason to resist. As the night went by, she was pushed and pulled over the crates and barrels in that alley. My motor controls vanished, replaced by twitches and jerks as my eyes closed in whiteness. My limbs trembled and shook, spastic and out of control. I was screaming. Lightning shot through me, hot and white and terrifying and my bladder released in a flood of shame and relief, the horror of it tweaking my release just that much more, beyond my tolerance, and the world slipped into darkness. A hand on my shoulder. A whispered voice, far away. Breath. My face was wet, cold, pressed to something. She showedme how to shampoo my hair. By the time we were done, all of the othersissies had gone back to the dormitory. We dried each other and SissyHeather instructed me in how to wrap the towel around my head. When wegot back to the dormitory, the other sissies were all sitting at thecounter, working on their hair. Sissy Heather sat down and pointed tothe seat next to her. She unwrapped my towel and began to brush myhair. "Ith too thort for rollers," she told me, "but ith will gwow andyou will.