ycm-211 @ycm-211
I remember it was a beautiful evening in Bangalore when I first received an offer to become the slave of a wealthy man. My Indian upbringing taught me that it's not uncommon for women to serve their families or partners. But little did I know what lay ahead.
As we left for his mansion, I noticed the opulence and grandeur around us. My owner is quite rich and influential in our society. He promised me wealth, protection, and luxury in exchange for my body's service. I thought it was a fair trade-off at first.
I'm now 38 years old, but the past decade has been nothing but pain and sorrow. My owner uses me to make money from his clients. They pay him to use me however they want, whenever they want. He even allows his friends to do the same. I've lost count of how many times I've been beaten or humiliated just because it makes them happy.
I'm trapped in this life with no escape route. My body is constantly being used by men who don't care about me at all. They use my curvy figure, huge breasts and round ass to make money from their perverted fantasies.
No matter what the men do to me, I have no one to turn to for help. My owner makes sure that I never see my friends or family again after we leave home. He keeps me confined within these walls, with no contact with the outside world.
So now you know a bit about me and my life as
