“Don’t give me that look, Olivia! You’re eighteen now and that comes with responsibilities,” he stepfather chastised. “Mr. Carol here needs a new, tight asshole to fuck every day, so you are going to live at his house and be his personal slut. Is that understood?”

“But-”

“Is that understood?”

“Yes, sir… Thank you for taking me as your slut, Mr. Carol, sir,” she said but kept pouting anyway.

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