Sometimes she could see trees out the window. Little flashes of green every couple of moments, depending on how hard the bed moves with each thrust of the bad man's cock. That's what he called it anyways. Sometimes he would thrust too hard, pushing a whimper out of her, but those ones would give her the best view of green trees. Sometimes she wished she was a bird and could live in those trees. Birds don't have to worry about bad men kidnapping them on the way to school. Birds don't have to worry about bad men pulling down their panties and putting their cocks inside them. Then she wouldn't have to feel the gooey wetness he left behind when the bed stopped shaking, or the way it oozed out of her slightly gaping cunny. That's what he called it, though sometimes he would call it her pussy. She couldn't see the trees anymore because the camera filming the bed was in the way now, and all she could do was wait.
She felt him move between her legs again, his cock slipping through the ooey gooey mess he'd left inside her to make it slippery before she felt his cock press at the wrong hole. She must have whimpered too loudly because he only put things in her bum to punish her for being too loud, and if she tried to stop him he would get the dog again.
"Cunts are seen and fucked, not heard." He reminded her as the fat head of his cock pushed, and pushed at her bum hole, and she tried to be quiet when it popped in for fear of him calling the dog in next because she couldn't be a good cunt, That's what he called her anyways, what he called all the girls he did this to. Eventually she'll go where they are, but for now she could only turn and face the window as she caught glimpses of green outside the window as the bed frame started rocking again. It hurt, too dry and tight but she didn't make a sound as she watched the trees, even as the bed rocked faster and harder until he was pulling his cock out of her bum on one trust and slamming it into her cunny on the next before adding yet another load of gooey mess in it. Still she watched the trees in silence.
Little did she know that one day she'll go out there, one day she'll see how tall the trees are up close. One day she'll find a tree she likes, and then the bad man will hand her a shovel and tell her to start digging, just like every other cunt before her. Then she could stay among the trees forever.