It's Like Birthing A Demon's Spawn (гет)

Wallowing in self-pity and questioning her existence as a woman. She doesn’t even want a baby anytime soon or ever so why give her a uterus then.
Sniffling in the bathroom alone, cold air hitting her naked form.
She hates periods so much. Why can’t she be a man instead? Having a cock would be ten times more awesome.
Without her realising, a hesitant hand knocks on the door, calling out to her from outside.
“Rissa baby, are you okay?” He called for her, pondering whether she was hurt or something bad had happened to her.
“Go away! Don’t come near me ever again. I hate you and I don’t want to see your ugly face!” she screamed while trying to find her tampon and when she realised she was out of tampon, it was making her more frustrated.
 
Nothing hurts more than having that time of the month but what makes it better is having a slave by your side.