02

A new day dawned and the feeling of being controlled passed as soon as the last man ejaculated on her face. Jessica did not understand what was going on: I am a tool in the hands of an insane man. She spent the whole day alone, in the crypt. Joker returned in the evening.
Joker: You are mine, entirely mine. I can control you, you will fulfill all my wishes. You are a dumb, good for noting woman. Look at yourself. You are an alcoholic, a whore. Phe .. You cannot even have a child. I have had enough of you, you are a piece of flesh. Blow me… and then take care of them.
Joker was laughing when he kneeled in front of him without a word and took him into her mouth.
He others enthusiastically joined in. She was smiling again, she did what she was supposed to. But she thought: I am a tool in the hands of an insane man. He is right, I am an alcoholic, I am a whore, I am nobody, a walking shadow. They are here again, vulgar, horny, they stink, so let’s do it… let’s get it over with…