lently. I felt the eyes of the gods and the men around the town all stuck to me. They made me feel disgusted. Disgusted about my body and how i
s going to be given the privilege of sleeping with you.
me?'' I ask
walking behind me shouted. The girl that was g
oesn't know a thing.'' one of
another reported making me f
ets me have her first. I'm wil
ady getting customers.'' the girl i
would have to tie me up and fo
ng tied up.'' God speaks again. At this po
nd more slaves just like you. They will tell you the stories about their first encounter with the guys or the Citizens that were able to pay for them. Do yo
not ready to give up my virginity to some common citizen or a guard who had paid e
into the tunnels, which only takes three s
s to the engines safe and keep the slaves in. I expected that the place would smell horrible but it wasn't so bad. What however horrified m
ard to serve this evening.'' the woman who had brought me says respe
leave their presence. But was it ever respect if it was forced out of someone? You could never call this respect because the guards had not earned it. These w
ds repeat in my head. She had another guard to serve this evening
t she even had to ge
t and there were about 4-5 girls sitting on the floor that is spread by dry grass. The light that penetrates the little room is a hole at the top of the dungeon. This is literally a prison, an assail where criminals would be put. Has anyone here real
of keys that hung low over his waistline and he uses
e today. It is as though my life is making a power turn out of this lifestyle. was this really how I was going to leave the rest of my life? had both my mates decided tha
s how the girls in the cells
d comes against my butt, slapping
to a peal of excited laughter. I feel disgusted and disgraced by their words and
ed that I feel growing in my heart for the two men that had bought me is almost unrecognizable. Why wou
nging their mind and wanting me. I did not want anything to do with them. If th
and if not, I was going to kill whoev