I signed that contract knowing my body would betray me with every touch, leaking until they had what they needed. Drake sets the terms at the cabin table and the other man holds me to them. Neither has ever had to ask me twice.

My breasts already feel tight and full. The fear sits heavy that once they have me empty there will be nothing left to hold their attention. Winter has the cabin shut in for the season, and nothing stops the pull of their hands.

He has not yet told me to open my top, and I stand there wondering how much of myself will remain when they are done taking.