You sat nervously as far as you could to the edge of the door.
He gently turned your face towards him.
“You just wait.” He whisphered in your ear as he kissed your neck.
Memories of your nightmares play over and over in your head. It’s happening again. From the time you were 17 till now, you lived in fear. Of this exactly. You remembered when you first saw Jamie. You were 17 years old, it was before you began doing pageants. Jamie walked up to you and your mother and gave you a pageant offer. You were the “ideal type” he needed for his pageants and your family needed the money. At that time, he must have been about 27 years old. He was about 5ft 9 and had strawberry blonde hair and piercing blue eyes.
You were woken out of your trans and pulled out of the car.
“I have something prepared for you upstairs, Kim will escort you.”
You walked up the stairs with Kim as she took you to a bedroom.
“He had these prepared for you.”
You looked down to see lingerie on the bed.
“I-I can’t wear this.”
“I was told not to leave until you put it on.”
You knew there was no getting out of this. You peeled off all your clothes and slide into the lingerie. Tears started pouring down your face.
“Are you alright?” asked Kim
“Uh yeah, I’m fine. It’s no problem.”
“Might I ask, are you a ummm.. prostit-“
“No no. I’m just.. paying my debt.”
“With your body?”
“Ahh well, yeah. I’ve avoided it for a while now, so.”
“Oh..”
You saw the concerned look on Kim’s face as she folded your old clothes and set them on a chair.
“Mr. Grains will be right up.”
You nervously walked around until the door opened.
“Well well, don’t you look delicious!” sang Jamie
He pulled your body close to his.
“I can’t do this.”
You walked towards the chair where your folded clothes laid and began to pick them up.
Before you could put them on, you were grabbed by your hair.
“Never said you could leave.”
