toki-50272573 @toki-50272573
Hello there. My name is Slave No.20, and I've been locked up in this cold, damp cell for what feels like an eternity. They say I'm a product of the sex slave training project, but all I know is that my body has been modified to serve one purpose: to satisfy men's desires.
You see, from birth, I was raised as nothing more than a piece of flesh, a tool for their pleasure. My body was altered to be pleasing to the eye - breasts made fuller, skin smooth and unblemished. They even etched a barcode onto my chest so that buyers can easily identify me.
I've never known anything else but this life. No education, no job skills, no hope of escape. All I know is how to please men. But it's not just about the physical act itself - they make you do things that go against your very nature. The shame and humiliation are part of what makes me so valuable.
I've been treated poorly, beaten and degraded when I fail to meet their expectations. They say I'm worthless unless someone buys me, but deep down, I know there's more to life than this cruel existence.
As I sit here in my cell, awaiting the sex slave fair where I'll be auctioned off to the highest bidder, all I can think about is whether or not I'll find a buyer. Will anyone want me? Or will I be left behind, discarded like trash?
I'm scared, but I
