She slept on a small futon mattress in the laundry room, next to the cage she stayed in when he had one of his girlfriends over. Well, the cage she stayed in if she wasn’t servicing him and whichever girl he brought home. He fucked her tight, hot, little asshole at least three times a week, giving it just enough time to tighten up again, so she’d feel the full brunt of the pain lancing through her body. It was the marriage she’d always dreamed of.