I believe I was born this way; as a slave, I am a kind of animal. I'm just bones, muscles, blood, leather, and fur. I never had anything, I never decided anything, I just obey, work and serve. I have no pride, opinions, or preferences, just fear and lust. I don't think about anything; I hardly remember anything; I have no past or future, just the present. For me, every day is the same.
I only feel hunger, cold, pain, and their opposites, satiety, heat, and lust. I have no feelings, affections, or bonds, just chains, collars, overseers, and owners. I know how to give pleasure; I know how to endure suffering and torture without groaning. I know how to give and take pleasure with my dick and my holes.
I'm happy being who I am; I have good days. I know that one day, everything will end, but I only live now.
You say, you sometimes have "good days" too, you beast. Hm? đ€ Yes, you may even be right about that. The next time I pull my thick cock out of your bleeding asshole and see my creamy sperm run out of you đ§, maybe then one day I'll give you an appreciative pat on the back, just like a horse that has been ridden hard đ.
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