Zariah had been assigned to her new guardian through the Slut Adoption program six months ago when she turned 18. The man she was allowed only to call Master or Sir was especially kind. He gave her an entire chair of her own, decorated in leopard print. She was even allowed to wear a necklace, while most other sluts were kept completely naked for the majority of their time with their guardians.

She knew that every time he slammed his massive cock balls-deep into her aching asshole, he did so with love and to make sure she would leave his care a better slut than she had arrived.  The pain shattering her mind with each thrust, was bound to make her a better woman.

He’d even given her a new name. She knew that when she was released from his care, the name of “Painal Whore” would let every man she met know that they should fuck her as hard as possible in her tiny ass. She loved her Master and was sure she’d come to visit him even after he’d received a new, younger, fresher slut. He even told her she’d be welcome! She’d lucked out.