The forced slut

The forced slut

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When people call other people sluts it's usually not true. But with me it is. But it's not my fault. I'm forced. When I was young I was kidnapped from France and taken to America where I have lived ever since. I don't remember my family and have never known love. At school I have friends but none of them know, and have never been over. They're like school only friends. Every thing is like a normal teenagers life but when I get "home" it's completely different. I get home do my homework and then at 5 is dinner and at 7 is when the "fun" begins. I put on my costume and go into the room and there is a party of about 10 people waiting for me. I turn on the music, dance and strip. Then I walk aground the circle giving a lap dance to everyone in the room male or female. Then the two body guards come in (also kidnaped and also teens) and tie me up. Then they make a bid and the highest bidder in the room gets one minute to touch me however they want. Then they can buy private dances in different levels. I started this when I was 13 I'm now 16 only three years but I've gotten pretty damn good. I lost my virginity when I was 13 to a stranger. I've had sex (unwillingly) like 20 times. Yes this is rape. No I haven't told anyone.
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The aroma of alcohol hit me hard I slowly came down the steps being aware of my surroundings the Music got louder and louder each step people were laughing like hyenas which didn't really bother me my eyes scavenged around For the Victim known a Sebastian he was sitting on a leather couch on the far corner I needed to grab his attention so I did what I needed went to the corner he was and swayed my hips from side to side I felt a presence behind me the male figure span me around making us face to face it was Sebastian "Well hello there beautiful never seen you here before" I cringed as his breath hit my neck I would never let anyone come this close in contact but i kept my mouth shut "why are you so quiet for" He held me by the hips "Your handsomeness got me unexpected Sebastian" I imagined face palming myself "How do you know my name beautiful" Shit I need to thing of something fast "This whole town knows how strong you are, women love you Sebastian" I fixed his collar in disgust " if beautiful women like you end up coming to visit me this whole world should know who I am, I have to greet a friend of mine do you mind if I speak to him next to you" He seemed a little drunk which is a good sign "Sure why not" He started pulling me to the leather couch i sat in the middle he was checking out other women and drinking "What a bastard" I mumbled "Did you say something beautiful" He was about to put his hand on my thigh when Nick came and took his hand as if he offered it to him

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