She was trapped.
And deep down, she understood the truth she didn't want to face. If she wanted this to end... she had no choice but to play along with this filthy, degrading game he had forced her into.
"Yes…" she finally answered, her voice coming out small and broken. "Yours is bigger. Way bigger. Thicker… longer… so much harder than his ever was."
The confession seemed to rip something open inside her. Her shoulders shook, but once the words were out, a strange, dangerous acceptance settled over her. The shame didn't vanish — it burned hotter than ever — but now it mixed with something else. Heat. Surrender.
If she had to play this depraved game… then she would play it properly.
