Lady_Brown_Hunnie
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People would say I lived the most extraordinary life. We lived in the most luxurious mansion, had a garage full of luscious sport cars, our closets were full of designer and the whole family lived that way.
The thing is people don't know what goes on behind closed doors. Now look where I am. Desperately trying to fight for survival in this hell hole they call prison.
Little did I know it would get much worse from there. I would be completely and utterly wreaked, suffering from the chilled night air and extreme hunger. But it wasn't myself that was the main concern. It was something much bigger than that, or should I say 'smaller'.
So much for living the most extraordinary life.
Warning:
Contains sexual and mature themes.