Sold to a God

My father had one priority, drugs. It didn't matter how he got them. He'd kill for them... Literally. One thing he would do for money was rent me out to strange men for the night. I was his prostitiute. One night, he rented me to a tall man with long black hair. Everything went downhill from there. The man, Loki he called himself, didn't want to let me go. Instead, he took me to some far away place called Asgard. Away from my family, and life as I once knew it. I was his slave...