Star's POV

My eyes are a bit sore when I wake up. I groan as I stand to take a shower. My body ached badly but worse was my arse. Alpha Farrell had been brutal last night and there was certainly no pleasure in it for me but as usual I had found myself moaning and begging for more, following the humiliating lead of my body. 

The hot cold water was quickly making me sick but I remained under it, punishing my body for being so weak. For not being able to stand against a man that only sort his sexual pleasure. 

I wanted a comfortable life but I knew...