Stay confined until armpits grow

I woke up to a loud, sudden noise that echoed, and found myself in a dimly lit prison surrounded by iron bars. I couldn't help but scream, and a stranger said, "Stay quiet." The man had violently fucked me, choking my neck as I cried for help. I wonder how many days have passed since then... My armpit hair, which was embarrassingly dark, spoke to the length of my life in captivity. As always, men come every day to fuck me.