Amanda sometimes had brief flashes of who she was before the mind blank, but the pleasure in her wet cunt or the pain in her abused ass would readily distract her and she’d forget everything she had been again.
She was a moaning, drooling, mindless fuck-toy. She existed to serve cock and lap up cum. Her entire life was being fucked by whatever cock decided to thrust into her.
Even when she remembered who and what she used to be, she knew this was the happiest she’d ever been.
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