I sat alone in my flat,my body aching and sore from hours of use & abuse,hoping for at least some time for relief from being the council estates fag whore..
But as the last chav master left,i heard him say to some other lad outside.. “Fags all yours..”.
I could smell skank wafting through my open door as i wearily got up to greet the next chav master. He said nothing,just smoking his thin weedy joint,grabbing me by the throat and forcing me to walk backwards into the front room,before shoving me hard down onto the sofa.
“How can i please you Mas…” i tried to say.. but was met by a hard slap. “Shut the fuck up…and get my dick out. and get to fuckin’ work..”
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