I didn't want to be with those guests, but "Mom" had a way to torture me Stuff a cat inside your pants and hit the cat with a stick to stimulate the cat to scratch at you like crazy until you want to If you don't want them to have more methods, such as cutting a small inconspicuous cut on your back, and then pouring fire oil on the wound, not salt but fire oil, a kind of salt is ten thousand times more painful than sprinkling salt on the wound, a torture method that can make your life worse than death There are many, many more, have you tried them all?
Only after trying did I dare to say that at a certain moment death is a liberation for people, and life is better than death is torture for people I was 15 years old at the time, and I couldn't bear the torture, so I had to agree to my mother's request to accompany the guests when my injuries were healed.
The first guest that my mother arranged for me was Mr.
David, who came to Japan for a vacation, and although he was more than 20 years older than me, he was kind to me.
What I didn't expect was that Mr.
David told me that he wanted to buy me after he was done, and asked me if I agreed to be his mistress I immediately agreed that I believed that if a woman in the world was given the choice of being a mistress or a prostitute ridden by 10,000 people, anyone would choose the one in front And just like that, I followed David to Switzerland.
In the beginning, I just wanted to be a mistress and enjoy the $10,000 a month that David paid me.
But gradually I began to become less satisfied.
I remember that day I went to the largest jewelry store in Switzerland to buy jewelry, which is the favorite place for ladies and ladies.
Having never stepped into high society, I thought that the $10,000 David gave me would buy a lot of things, but when I entered the jewelry store, I found that the $10,000 was just a tip paid by the ladies and ladies to the clerk I saw with my own eyes what the ladies who sat in the shop and chose jewelry looked like, they were not prettier than me, and their voices were not as good as mine, but the fur coats they wore and the diamond necklaces around their necks were things that I had struggled to get all my life I began to complain to God, to God that I was so much more beautiful than these women, and why I didn't have a father as good as them who could give me a luxurious and high-end life like theirs I am not willing to be a mistress for the rest of my life, even if David is very good to me, I am not reconciled, I look at those ladies and swear in my heart that sooner or later, I will live a more luxurious life than them, and then marry the best man in the world But how easy is it to live a happier life than them, do you start your own business, don't be kidding, I have no money, no knowledge, and no connections, how to start a business, even if I succeed in starting a business, how much money can I make, can I earn more than the father of these young ladies, that is absolutely impossible I began to be afraid of starting to become decadent, and all I did every day was to complain to God, to ask God why he didn't have a father as good as those young ladies to feed me for the rest of my life I was so disappointed that I could barely survive until I saw the news that Brunlist's beloved daughter had been missing for 16 years and had been searching for him to no avail What is Brunlist, who was the largest capitalist in Europe at the time, and was the biological daughter of Brunlist, who was undoubtedly the happiest woman in the world t1706231537: