Work was getting rougher and rougher. The clients who I serve, and fuck go from nice to horrible. I haven't screamed up that much, but all the time Val rapes me. I've gotten tired of him. I hate him now. I know longer feel like surrounded by roses. He hurts me. He tightens his grip on me over and over again. He turned me into, ah, I don't even know who I am anymore. 

Every time I look at myself, I see a hopeless slut who made the wrong deal. I've done terrible things to my body. Bad sex, drugs, I'm now addicted to drugs, and smoking. He gave me sharp alcohol. It does take the pain off me for like thirty-one seconds. 

"Your makeup's falling baby." Val says redoing it.

He moves his hands up and down my arms.

"This show will be the biggest you've ever throne because there are some of the best drug dealers in the town. Make them understand where they put their money in." He said lifting my chin up.

"Yes Daddy." I nod.

"Don't disappoint me baby." He smiled.