A straight jacket and twenty hours of fucking every day. That’s how it had gone since she’d been committed to Bronner’s Asylum For Dysfunctional Sluts.

Rebecca wouldn’t be released until she had been completely and totally cured of all her flaws, sexual hangups, and hesitation to do even the most degrading, disgusting, and perverted acts.

“I’m so glad I checked myself in! I’ve known I need professional help for a while! Ever since I refused to suck my first boyfriend’s cock clean after he’d fucked my ass!” she told the orderly drilling his thick cock into her overstretched asshole.

“Don’t worry. We’ll have you cured of that and we’ll have you tonguing your next boyfriend’s asshole, begging to clean his cock, and hoping he lets you drink his piss!”

“I really hope so… No- No, I know I’ll come out of this better!”