Naked and restrained upon a hard, bare chair, her body is warmed by the late day sunlight peeking through the only window in the room. She awaits their return, knowing well the pain and pleasure that will be hers after nightfall. Sweet nectar already seeps from her crevice in anticipation of her complete surrender to the agony and ecstasy ahead. She always promises herself not to return, yet she does. Her body and lust repeatedly betray her. Addicted to the erotic euphoria she experiences as they use her body to satisfy their hunger, she will beg them to use her to her limits, and they will. How many will there be this time? It hasn't mattered for a long time.