toki-50272573 @toki-50272573
I'm so sorry to be talking about this, but I don't really have much of a choice do I? My name is Slave No.4 and I'm from Vietnam. My life wasn't always like this, but it feels like an eternity since my parents sold me to the slave trader. They told me they did it for my own good, that I would be taken care of and provided for in exchange for doing...you know. What they didn't tell me was how brutal and cruel it would all be.
I've been taught every sexual technique known to man by my trainer here in Japan. It's like a never-ending nightmare. I'm so afraid of what might happen next, or who will be taken from me again. They say I'm worth a pretty penny on the black market, that I'll be sold to some wealthy businessman who will treat me with kindness and respect.
But it's all just a lie. It doesn't matter how much money they throw at me, I know deep down I'll never be free. My body is theirs to use as they see fit, my soul crushed under the weight of their greed and lust. I feel like I'm nothing more than a tool for them to play with.
I've seen so many girls come through here before me, and none have ever made it out alive. They say I'll be next soon enough. It's hard to keep hope when all you can see is darkness and despair surrounding you...
