Friday went like as hectic it can be . Amy's moans did not stop and will continue till Sunday midnight . As for me I was free for two days . The two days will fly like anything but I will make sure that I will also fly along with it . I exited the motel after giving my room keys to Rob who is my motel guardian ...hey , that sounds funny .
I was on my way to my quarters . Here , we all dignified prostitutes has our own quarters . We have our own motel rooms personalised for us . My room number is 102 and Amy's is 104 unfortunately . We can leave the motel room after our work hours . There is a dance bar in our motel . If you are not booked for fucking you are needed to work there . I have barely set my foot there since I am always fucked . I know I am little too casual about the horrifying lifecycle I have . I am supposed to be pained , crying and complaining . But trust me , I am pained , I do cry , I do complain and blame the fate but to myself only . I was born into this shit . I have been fucked without my permission since I was 13 . But I seem to accept it because I know too well that I am not going to escape this . No one has and no one will . All the judiciary system are on their knees infront of Stalin a.k.a the master of fuckers . I have seen girls struggle and trying to escape .523Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCNsI9RuchK
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She was abducted . I saw her crying for days , protesting and starving . Back then I did not know why she did it . Because I thought this was life . That everybody was born like this , like me . Rose tried to make me understand when I asked her to quit trying . She kept on trying and one day she somehow got out of it . Stalin came to know about it but he did nothing . Rose ran away to a police station and complained it to the chief sheriff . She was raped by the same chief sheriff before her body was hung on his belt . I saw her body infront of me . Whipped , swollen and red . I watched her petals withering in blood .
That sight scarred me . It made me understand why people cursed this place . I started having nightmares . We had our own caretakers also . As my nightmares continued Agatha noticed . She slipped this to Stalin . And one such night Stalin came to see me as I refused to be fucked like Rose . I remember that day like yesterday .
" Honeybun " he called me , he always called me that . I shivered when he neared .
" I heard you have been a very naughty girl " his voice was sweet and dangerous . I shook my head furiously . Tears streaming down my cheeks .
" Oh no...honeybun ...don't cry . I am not going to punish you " he wiped my tears with his thumps .
" Tomorrow someone is coming to see you . They want to have some time with you . Will you give them a company honeybun ? " He asked me and I nodded . If I say no I will end up like Rose .
" Oh thank you honeybun...you are such a good girl " I let a breath of relief .
Stalin stood after kissing my forehead . He turned around to leave .
" Da..daddy.." I called him out hesitently . I was the only girl who called him daddy . I don't know why .
" Yes, honeybun " he stopped on his track . I looked hesitant again . He kneeled down to my height .
" Come on honeybun , you know you can ask me anything " he probed .
" I can ? " My eyes filled with uncertainty .
" You can honeybun ...you can " he assured .
" Will I end up like Rose ? " Her name brought more tears and Stalin remained silent . After a few seconds he spoke again .
" Remember to get ready tomorrow honeybun . You are in for a long night "
True to his word it was a very long night . The night on which I was gang raped by 4 men .
" Daddy " I spat the word with venom . He made me call him that . He made me believe me that he was my dad . I used to ask Agatha why I called him that . She told me that unlike others I was born here . I was the daughter of the red street . So I was his daughter . I once asked him about my birth whether he was really my dad . I hadn't seen Stalin that angry ever . He broke things . He shouted at me , called me names . He locked me up for days . But after that he came there hugged me and repeated how sorry he was . That day he fed me with his own hands and slept beside continusly murmuring sorry . Times like this he confused me , whether he was my father or not . He has an another family . A beautiful wife and a brat son . I don't know whether they know about this .
Stalin had fucked every woman out here except me . I am not his daughter , atleast not according to Agatha . She made it clearly to me after that , that I was not his daughter literally but only figuratively . Which father let her daughter to be fucked . Which father made money out of it ? , Making money out of her pain .
Tears slowly started brimming my eyes. I had zoned out long time that I didn't realize I reached my quarters . I fumbled with my keys . Agatha would be sound asleep.
I entered my room . I looked up the calendar . Saturday . Tomorrow is Saturday . I reached for my wardrobe and pulled a box out of it . I gently opened it . Inside it .
There was a loose hoodie which even covered the three forth of my palms . Then there was a nerd glass . A track pants and then
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I am extremely sorry that this chapter was super lag and there is no news of Steven Hades ....but I swear it will get better . I just want to get a background info about Cathy and as it is done now I can move forward peacefully . And again life in red street is not like this entirely . They are not even given proper food at times . And also a note that Cathy is not treated like rest others which we will find why later .
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