The room is filled with the sounds of her moans, her wetness, the slapping of flesh against flesh. She's a whore, but she's not ashamed. She's powerful, her body a weapon she wields with skill. She takes cock after cock, her body hungry, insatiable. She's a black goddess, her body painted with the evidence of her sins. But she doesn't seek forgiveness. She seeks more. She's a whore, and she's glorious.