Bondage whore Sookie was the name that read underneath my picture on the black market. Tied up and to the bed, where I wait for my Master for the evening. Daddy was looking to have some fun with trading me in for the night. If the other day’s session did not teach me but one thing, it would have been that the unexpected scares me. Normally when I don’t know who the person is or what is coming, it always ends up being a world of pain. I’m beat, spit on, fucked and used. My pussy is most definitely always swollen and sore at the end of the night. I know daddy is probably wanting to try some new fresh meat and feels that this is the only way to satisfy him. He will only sell me for the night if he is watching as well. Daddy just loves watching me being used and abused. He loves seeing me left lying on the ground with cum leaking out all my holes, my wrists and ankles red and irritated from being bound so long. Daddy just loves using me and watching me being used. I just hope at the end of the night I have pleased all the dicks daddy has brought my way.