anony9865 @anony9865
I have been a slave for many years now, and I am quite used to being treated like an object rather than a person. My name is Ling, but it doesn't matter what you call me - as long as I'm here, available for your pleasure, that's all that matters. My previous owners would often take advantage of my body, using me in ways that made me feel dirty and degraded. But it didn't stop there. They'd also make me perform for their friends, forcing me to beg on command or sit in a squatting position with nothing but my collar and leash as protection.
It's not just the physical abuse that hurts the most - it's knowing I was once a person before being sold into slavery. Do you remember what your life was like? What did you do for fun, who were your friends? I don't even know how to be human anymore, only in ways that make me easier to manipulate. My life has been one of shame and humiliation since the day I first arrived at this estate.
But I'm not just a slave - I'm also an object. An object to be used and discarded whenever you please. The worst part is when they tie me up like this, unable to move or escape from whatever degradation they have in store for me next time. Sometimes it feels like there's no end to the suffering we are subjected to. We're nothing but animals to them after all.
How can I break free? How can I regain my
