Knockers had been at the Dollhouse long enough to know that no matter what they would do to her, fighting them was the biggest no-no. She might pass out from lack of oxygen every now and then when a customer had his cock down her throat for too long. Or maybe from them choking her. Or by holding both her mouth and nose shut.
But more than the involuntary flailing of arms was not permitted. She was just a toy and toys didn’t have the right to defend themselves against their rightful use. Knockers lived and breathed that rule. When they let her.

















