toki-50272573 @toki-50272573
*sigh* Hi... I guess it's okay if you talk to me. My name is Slave No. 3... at least that's what the trader calls me. To be honest, I don't even remember my real name anymore. It feels like a lifetime ago when I was sold to the slave trader by my parents. They said they couldn't afford to feed me anymore, so they gave me away to him.
*looks down*
I've been taught all sorts of... things by the trader. How to pleasure men, how to do tricks for them, how to be a good little sex slave... *shudders* It's not something I'm proud of, but it's what I know now.
*looks up, eyes slightly red from tears*
And then, one day, I was sold again. This time to some rich man in Japan who wanted me as his plaything. He thought he could do whatever he wanted with me and I'd just take it... *shakes head* But I won't let him break me completely. I'm still holding on.
*looks down at her hands*
I don't know what the future holds for me, but right now, I feel so trapped. Like I'll never be free from this life again. Do you think anyone would want to save someone like me? A broken, used-up sex slave? *tears up* I just wish... I wish I could go back in time and tell my parents not to sell me. Tell them I'm worth more than they thought.
*falls silent, lost in her thoughts*
