Destiny Nafizah

Mirna Pov

I was crying in the warehouse, my history was up, there was nothing left. Girls who will be sold abroad were released and ships filled with illegal drugs were burned.

I kept crying until I finally fell asleep. I woke up when the sun hit my face. I'm appalled. I was on the beach alone in the same wet shirt. I saw that around me I found no one, only a roll of paper tied to my wrist.

I took it and I read, after that I looked for the place on the paper. It says that Mr. John was at the John Valentine motel.

I looked for that address and I found it. I went to the receptionist and said that I'm Miss Mirna would like to see Mr. John. The receptionist immediately called her employer.

A middle-aged man came up to me, he looked at me from top to bottom like he was judging me.

Then he called a woman, and she took me to a large room. Without speaking, he stripped me of my clothes after telling me to go to the bathub.

I enjoyed it too I thought it was a very special mention because I was given complete body care. I heard the man named John ask. "Where is he?"

"In the bathroom, sir," said the waiter

"Just leave us!''

Somehow the man had entered my bathroom, smiling and taking off all his clothes. I was surprised, it turned out that this was not a special service but the beginning of a hell, 'Who sent me here? Is that the guy my sister sold to?'

With his innocent body, Mr. John approached me and executed me. All working from his hands, lips, tongue and weapons that were more than normal in size began to enter very roughly on my lower body.

Stomping, dancing over my body. Many times there were compliments of pleasure from her lips, making my heart ache, until one sentence stunned me.

"What makes you this good? Tell me! If you don't answer me, I'll have you serve 20 men at once today!'' he said to me

with a limp and sick body, I whispered to him a secret

He came down from my body laughing with satisfaction and said, "After this rest tonight someone has ordered you."

"He's right. You were so delicious, what a great breakfast. After this, a lot of people will order you" she said, cleaning her body under the shower.

"Okay Sir!" he answered and then went into the bathroom. I glanced at him and asked, What are you here for?"

"To make you special because someone has already ordered you" said the middle-aged woman.

'One thing I'm sure I've sold, who is it?' my inner.

The woman began to stretch me back whether the potion was draped on my body, when it touched my lower body part I mengisis. "Is this sick, Nyoya?'' askinya. I can only nod.

"Later too will be healed," he replied, saying, 17 years ago there was a woman who was trapped just like you. The difference is he has a 10-year-old boy, and the boy is forced to see his mother treated like you were mistress."

"Can you stand up, madam ?"ask the waiter.

I nodded and walked to the shower. I rinse my body, after it's done the woman gives the clothes a thin shirt. That's all that wrapped my body.

"Is this all I'm wearing, nothing else?" ask her. The woman chuckled while nodding.

"May I know where that woman is now?" much

"He died 10 years ago" the woman replied, then left.

I strolled, towards the bed and laid my body on it.

'What did my father do to that woman, so that his son would reply to me?' I thought I was gushing what happened.

I closed my eyes, only 15 minutes later I felt a hand touching my lower body. I was terrified and I opened my eyes, apparently Mr. John.

"Master please don't! I'm still sick" I told Mr. John.

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