| " | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tThe world Lina had come from was long gone, chased away by the traumatic reality she was cast into. Once her owners decided to prostitute her, the young cabbit's life quickly settled into a routine, albeit one that she dreaded every waking moment of her existence within it... Her days began with the pain from her joints tearing her away from exhausted sleep; her owners left her chained to the wall in her prison rather than allow her to use the bed across from her. If she was lucky, sometimes she would wake before any of her handlers arrived with "breakfast". Her meals since coming to this place had consisted of an off-putting gruel and bread, more often than not chased down with a load or two of cum forced directly into her stomach... At least now though she didn't throw up every time one of them deepthroated her... Once she was "fed" and cleaned up (the one moment of respite in her day, usually), her handlers would bind and blindfold her once again and bring her along with their other cub slaves into a common room. Those that had been bought for personal use or special events were taken out of the place while the rest were locked on hooks against the wall of the room to be used at their handlers' whims or further "trained". That room was the worst, as far as Lina was concerned. The cubs that weren't in use by the men that day were left bound to horrible machines that relentlessly abused their tiny holes until someone came for them. While it seemed agonizing from an outside perspective, but some of the cubs seemed to actually enjoy it somehow. Lina had no way of knowing for sure why though; in all the times she had been left there, she never once was left on the machine. The men never seemed to tire of her body and it's, according to them, magical holes that, no matter how wrecked they leave her, somehow manage to maintain near-virgin tightness. Her screams blend in perfectly with the constant cries of agony and ragged moans of forced pleasure that filled the room once the day began... All of her days had become as such; no matter what horrors were visited upon her by her clients or owners, once she eventually passed out from exhaustion or pain, she would always find herself back in the tiny cell. Begging and resisting had proven pointless; often times the people using her would only hurt her more if she tried. Knowing that she wasn't alone in this nightmare proved to be little solace as there was no chance for the cubs to really bond with each other; the only times they even saw each other was watching their peers getting raped alongside them... She was completely alone and helpless in this place. It never got any easier, never hurt any less when they would force themselves upon her, but that didn't matter. She was theirs to do with whatever they pleased. That was simply the way of life as she knew it; indeed Lina's whole world had become that tiny prison. As much as she hated and feared it, this was the only world that made sense to the broken cub anymore.\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t