The Orifice Leasing Agency had leased Destiny’s ass and cunt to a local gym as “workout equipment.” Now, she spent sixteen or more hours a day strapped to cold metal pipes, her body contorted into agonizing positions, while man after man slammed their cocks into her. Almost every one of them chose to pound her asshole, since it’s a well known fact that low-lube ass fucking works out a man’s core better than any other exercise.

The constant degradation of being treated as nothing more than equipment for the pleasure and betterment of men, combined with the near constant pain of cocks driving into her overstretched asshole made her happier than she’d ever been in her entire life.