MIRA (TWENTY YEARS OLD) – NEW YORK UNDERGROUND BROTHEL“Whip her.” I freeze as the master’s harsh voice reverberates around the walls of my cell. Within seconds, one of the brothel’s guards rattles the padlock, sending cold fear through my thumping heart.I press myself harder against the cell’s dirty walls, praying that he never gets the padlock open. If wishes were horses…The sound of the metal doors slamming against the wall snaps me back to the horrible reality of my situation. The tall, thickly muscled guard, I think Cody is his name, advances towards me, his lips curled in a sneer.“Come on, you little whore. It’s time for your punishment.”“No! No, please…”I cry and beg, but the guard grabs my arm and yanks me against him, squashing my aching breasts against his chest. When his disgusting hands reach behind to grab my arse, I begin to lash out. Panic and fear fight for dominance within me and I struggle in his grip, hitting him over and over.“Stay still, you bitch!” He gr
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