Utaite OneShots [On Hold]

Touyu//灯油

Warning: Despictions of violence, cursing and abuse

Read at own risk

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"Argh- You bastards, leave me alone, I don't want to!!"

"Could someone make this little girl shut up!? Your parents sold you, so be a good girl and do as we say!"

"Ugh-"

The eldest of the three men surrounding me kicked me in the stomach before pushing me into a dark room, locking the door before he left me alone.

"Fuck, why is this happening..."

Tears were streaming down my cheeks uncontrollably when I suddenly heard the door open again.

"What do you want, you assholes!?"

"Heh. It's kinda cute how she's so obstreperous."

The men from earlier were entering the room, but this time there was one more and another woman beside them, half-naked and wearing a smirk.

"You're gonna learn how to handle things here now. Tana, show her how's it done."

"Sure thing chef."

The unknown man sat down on the bed that I know noticed was placed in the center of the room, the woman kneeling down in front of him.
He pulled down his zipper and kneeded his crotch, making the man moan out in pleasure.

"Ahhh- You're soo good- Prostitutes are the best, after all-"

It disgusted me.

Everything here disgusted me.

I felt like puking when I watched her almost swallowing the old man's dick and him cumming like the pervert he was.

Why did my parents even sell me, you ask?
Easy-

They needed the money and I was a burden.

They didn't care about me in the first place, but I'd rather be home, slapped by them, than being here and having to watch this.

"And now it's your turn! I hope you've watched and learned! Show us what you're capable of, hahaha!!"

"Wh-What?"

"You heard him, get on your knees and suck me off, slut!"

I was at a loss for words.

Were they serious?
Did I really have to do this?
Was this the punishment for bothering my parents for all these years that I've been alive?

"Do it already, my dick's getting numb! Fucking useless bitch!!"

"Hng-"

Before I could even mutter somewhat of an excuse or resist, the man shoved his length into my mouth, making me gag at the impact.

"Ooohhh, yessss, that felt good- Do it again! Again! Again! Again!!"

Over and over and over, he pumped his length into my mouth, abusing me so many times I stopped counting.
My tears never stopped running and I, more than anything, wished I wasn't alive right now.

.................................

The days passed and I got used to my job.

... Somewhat.

Although I did as they said, I still refused to have sex with the costumers.
No matter what, I had my pride as a living human being and I was making sure to remain that.