Sessybebe069
When the head of the orphanage I was raised in gets diagnosed with breast cancer, I'm met with a two thousand dollar price to pay for her assured recovery. At the age of twenty four, unable to earn, with no skills or experience, only a high school diploma and a major degree.
Being left optionless, I gambled with my innocence.
"He will only take a look and tell you to leave." - "He's never touched a woman but orders for them daily." - "All you need to do is let him take a look and he'll give you the money." They all said. The contract also had a clause that if he didn't like me he'd pay three hundred thousand and let me leave.
I mean why would he choose me, right? Wrong!
Unluckily, I was the lucky one.
I shouldn't have signed the contract. I shouldn't have listened to all those prostitutes. I actually listened to fucking prostitutes! fuck is wrong with me? I should have found another way out now, he's keeping me. Forever.