Chapter 11

Muse Mom Monique, my benefactress who lodged me with her, is showing more and more kindness and kindness to me. She installed me in a fairly spacious heat. I sleep peacefully, I am nourished and I have enough to eat. Unlike my uncle's where I always have to wake up at dawn to do all the housework before the whole household wakes up, here it is not the case. Indeed, I wake up at the time I want and my breakfast is always served on the table. The first day I spent the night here I woke up very early as I used to. But mom Monique asked me to go back to sleep, because there is a cleaning lady to take care of the housework. I am truly treated like a princess. I don't remember the last one that I was treated like this. It looked like more than an eternity ago. The following Saturday the day that I moved in with mom Monique, she took me to the shopping center where she bought me lots of things as beautiful as each other. I was very amazed by what I saw in these shops. Mom Monique would ask me to choose whatever I want. But I was so careful not to have long eyes, I asked her to buy me what she wanted. It's been a long time since I was allowed to choose what I wanted in a mall. She was so kind to me. She picked out lots of clothes, bags and shoes for me. I had the stars full in my eyes, I was so amazed by so many beautiful things, even if I did not really appreciate some clothes that she bought me. Indeed, their sizes were very short for my taste, for a young teenager that I am. I wonder where I could wear such clothes that let a glimpse of my whole body outside. I told her I didn't want such clothes because I couldn't see myself dressing like that, she looked like a whore. But mom Monique insisted telling me that I will love over time, that it is the tendency for young girls of my age to dress like that and that I refused to let her buy them from me because I was used to dress me like a nerd. Since she was doing me a favor by giving me these clothes, I could only accept them at the risk of being rude and ungrateful to her kind gesture. But I had already made the decision in my heart from the mall, that I would not wear such clothes. The carts loaded with the things we have chosen from the shelves, mom Monique and I go to the cashier where she takes her electronic card out of her handbag and pays the bill. We are then packed up our things, and we take the exit door. We go to the parking lot where Mom Monique's car is parked. We put the bags from the mall in the trunk of the car and sit inside. "Everything is ready now, you have everything you need for your trip!" Mom Monique told me with a satisfied smile when we got into the car. "Everything ready for my trip? I don't understand what it means, what trip are you talking about?" I stammer, looking confused. "Oh my treasure I forgot to tell you, from tomorrow morning, you will be going on a trip. You will see, you will love where you are going because it is very beautiful there!" She answers me with the same anthousiasis air. "Why do you want to take me away from your home? Do I have to travel? I would love to stay here with you you know ?! Because I feel good and safe there. I could help you work in the restaurant, or you can hire me as a housekeeper at your place. You will see, I am a hard worker, there is no job that I do not know how to do. But I do not want to leave your house, I tell you. beg "I beg to change his mind. But it looks like my words have no effect on her. "My darling, wherever you go, you can work as you want. And you will be paid as well and ten times more than I could give you as a salary here. Rest easy, because you will have everything you want. One you, one house, the best foods you love to eat. " Mom Monique answers me very calmly. "Is that right ?! Can I get a job where I get paid?" I ask him the question in wonder. "Of course my barley sugar." She just answers by smiling at me. Even though I'm a little anxious about what to expect where I'm going because I don't know this place, I'm still excited to start working. I could even do evening classes and write my exam at the end of the year. The next day at dawn, mom Monique wakes me up and asks me to take my bath quickly. "Very early like this?" I grumble at the sleep still in my eyes. "Yes honey, otherwise you might miss the bus. Hurry!" She squeezes me as she pulls the blanket off me. I resolve to get out of bed in spite of myself and go to the bathroom to take a bath quickly. Fortunately, the hot water has awakened my body and sleep goes away. I go out and I get dressed under the gaze of Mom Monique who has remained watching me. My suitcase had already been packed the night before, so no need to do anything else. Mom Monique takes her and I follow her out of my room. We go in his car. She puts my suitcase in the trunk then comes back to find me in front of the wheel. She hands me a big plastic that I take with a curious air "What is that ?" I ask him the puzzled question. "It's your darling breakfast! We don't have time to sit down and eat. You won't be able to eat until you arrive." She answers me by starting the car. "But why? The buses always stop on the way to allow passengers to buy food I think ?!" "You are not going to travel with the bus, but rather with a personal car." Mom Monique replies in a cold voice. "But isn't that what you told me yesterday ?! Why did you change your mind?" "Because I just changed my mind. Now stop asking myself questions or we'll miss your car." She retorts in a stern tone. Even though I did not understand why I have to travel with a personal car and that I am not allowed to eat on the way, I keep silent and do not dare to ask another question. I just eat my breakfast in silence. We drive for more than an hour to a place on the road, which is very deserted. A car comes in the opposite direction. She parks by passing us a little bit. Mom Monique asks me to go out and takes my suitcase with her. We walk to the car. A man in dark glasses comes out and takes the suitcase from her hand and puts it in the trunk. He comes back to drag me by the arm and leads me to the car. "Easy with the little one!" Mom Monique warns him. He doesn't answer. The man who seems strange to me, installs me in the back seat where I find two other young girls of my age. They sit calmly. I can read fear in their eyes. I do not feel at all reassured. Why am I not traveling to the agency? And why did mom Monique give me to this strange man who doesn't speak at all? Who are these young girls? I ask myself a thousand and one questions at the same time. The strange man starts the car and enters the ravines. It reassures me even less. We are taking an unofficial route. It smells suspicious. Where is it taking us? My God, protect me! We drive from bush to bush for long hours. My fellow travelers manage to sleep peacefully, while I am unable to close my eyes. My guts are tied up, so fear has invaded me. Why doesn't the driver say a word? I am hungry and at the same time I am thirsty. I ask him to stop so that I can at least urinate, but he looks like he's deaf. He doesn't even deign to glance at me. We continued this strange journey for long hours without a single stop. After about nine hours driving, we finally arrive in front of a large house. It looks like a castle, it is so huge. The driver will park inside and pull us out of the car brutally. Even those who were sleeping, he didn't even take the time to wake them up. He pulled them out of the car. At the same time a woman in her fifties walks up to us and tells the strange driver "Take it easy with those beautiful young ladies! You still haven't learned gentlemanly manners from me !?" The latter lets us go and the lady speaks to us more gently "Welcome my daughters, you are now home. You will see, you will enjoy living here. Follow me!" We follow this woman without being asked. However, several questions are jostling in my head. I do not understand why she is talking to us like this. Mom Monique told me that I was traveling for a job where I would be paid very well. But who are these people? Why are there other young girls with me? Why are they behaving so mysteriously? And this house in the middle of nowhere, who can come here? What kind of work can we do here? I thought I was at the end of my surprises, but entering a large room where the woman has led us, I come across at least twenty young files sitting on a carpet on the floor. They're downright half-naked. My God, what have I fallen into? I did not feel at all safe in this place. I turn to our host and ask him shyly "Can I go home to mom Monique?" "Go where my angel? Here you are at home. From now on, forget that you have another house besides this one." She said to me with a broad smile. But what is this good woman telling me? I was trying somehow to analyze her words when she took my hand and said "Come on, I'll take you to the area that's reserved for you. I'm sure you'll like it a lot and over time, you'll lose the urge to come back." "And why am I going to live in this house? Are you going to employ me as the housekeeper? What exactly is the job that Mom Monique told me about?" I ask him these questions in a row. "No my princess. You cannot be a housekeeper. You are much more precious than this kind of person. Your coach will come tomorrow to explain to you what this job consists of." The lady answers me in a reassuring tone. I follow her in the long corridor which seems endless to me. There are bedrooms on either side. The doors are all closed. After about ten minutes between walking from hallway to hallway, we finally arrive in a large room where the lady makes me enter. "From now on, this is where you will sleep. You will have Luna as a sleeping quarters. She is a nice girl who will take good care of you." She tells me while standing at the doorstep. I walk in casually. Once our host is out, I sit on the bed thoughtful. Why don't they tell me what this work actually consists of? I'm really scared right now. So I anxiously wait for my roommate to come and find me. She took so long that I ended up falling asleep. When she came, I was awakened by her presence. "Yet I made an effort not to make noise and wake you up." She told me as she sat down on the bed next to me. I am very sensitive when I sleep. I think I developed this sensitivity as a result of the psychosis that I harbored in me as a result of Pen's rape on me. I am able to even feel a presence, without the need for a noise. "Good evening, you must be Luna, right?" I say in a small voice. "And you Muse ?!" She asks in turn. "Yeah !" "Nice to meet you !" Luna looks sympathetic to me, extending her hand to me. I take it from him then I answer him "Glad to meet you !" "Come on, I'll show you the bathroom. After you've taken your bath, we'll go downstairs and you will eat. There is a small buffet that has been prepared to welcome you." Luna said, getting up from the bed to show me the bathroom. I actually go to the bathroom where I take a good hot bath. I get out of there and I put on a faucet that Mom Monique and I had taken at the mall. Luna and I then go downstairs to take part in the buffet that has been organized for us. It was really grandiose. The woman who greeted us when we arrived spoke when we went to the table. "This little feast was organized in honor of our new babies whom we are happy to welcome. Welcome to you, feel at home, because from now on this is your home. We are a family and together, we will do great feats. My name is 'La mama'. I wish you once again welcome to the 'casa' and enjoy your meal! " When she's finished speaking, she sits down. All the girls who are around this big buffet seem very happy, except for me and those with whom we came. I could already see how they were relaxing seeing the jovial atmosphere around us. As for me, I couldn't let the guards down. I had this fear inside me that this is all fishy. The mini feast ended late at night. We were therefore fired in our respective rooms. When we entered Luna and I in our, I ask her once each lying in bed "Luna ... are you asleep already?" "No, but you should be sleeping." She answers by turning on the lamp of her bedside. "I can't sleep. Can you tell me a little bit about the kind of work you do here?" I ask him the question with great interest. "Of course we are! We are sort of in a brothel, meaning that we offer our services to luxury clients." Luna explains to me without my understanding what exactly she is referring to. "Can you be more explicit? I don't understand. What kind of services do you offer them?" I still ask the more puzzled question. "Well, we are giving our bodies to clients. We are kind of Luxury prostitutes." Luna answers me quite naturally. For a shock, I really just got some. I thought I misheard, or my ears were playing tricks on me. I repeat my question to Luna again, being more specific. "I'm asking you about the job or the kind of job we do here. Is it catering, cleaning ..." "My dear, I understood your question correctly and I will answer you that we do in prostitution. Is it difficult to hear at this point? We sleep with well-off men financially and in return, they offer us a big dough . I assure you, it is so generous that in all your life, you could not make yourself such a generous jackpot. " Luna replies to me in an unmoved tone. As Luna prides herself on the gains she has received from this unnatural activity, I feel my blood run cold inside me. How is it possible ? Mom Monique did not tell me about such an activity! But neither did I ask him what the nature of this activity was. "Why do you seem so shocked? No one told you what you were doing here?" Luna asks me out of my thoughts at the same time. "No, not at all, the lady who greeted me at her house just told me that I was going to work. But it never occurred to me that this was such an activity. Otherwise. I would never have accepted coming here. I would still have preferred to sleep in this abandoned building site than to sell my body! " I respond with a bit of bitterness in me. "My dear, once we already have you in their possession, you will not be able to escape. This lady who welcomed you managed to fool you so that you did not know that the job she was telling you about was prostitution. But if you had known and intended to refuse to come here, believe me, she would have used force to force you to come here. caught, you can't escape. These people recruit everywhere. They kidnap little girls in the streets, out of school, in orphanages. But sometimes it is the parents themselves who sell their children to get out of their misery. " Luna was talking to me and I could read her bitterness in her voice. You could tell she must have been brought here against her will too. I ask him then "How did you get here?" Staring into space, Luna answers me with a melancholy voice "I was coming home from school that day with two of my classmates. A young man who was in a big car pulled up in front of us and rolled down the window of his vehicle. He was so hot and his car was very. beautiful. At the time, we were young teenage girls dreaming about prince charming stories and a lot of other nonsense. The young man offered to drop us off at our house, and we did not hesitate at all to accept his proposal. . But before bringing us back, he first invited us to the restaurant where we had a good meal. A lady in her forties had received us there and she was very friendly. As soon as our meals were finished, we left the restaurant. with the handsome stranger. He should therefore take us each home. Only, Until this day we have not seen our houses or our families. As soon as we got into the young man's car, we fell asleep to we wake up in this place. it's already ten years old today. " Luna tells me. "And don't you want to go home? And your family, don't you want to see your parents, your relatives?" I ask him the question after his long story. "It doesn't matter now. I buried that urge somewhere deep inside of me. Of course I wonder very rarely what happened to my parents. How did they get it. survived the news of my disappearance. And my big sister and my little brother, what happened to them? But I am very realistic. I will never be able to get out of this place. And besides, I am good here. everything I need except the freedom to go out. " "And have you ever thought about leaving this place? You could run away for example ?!" "I would be crazy to even have such a thought. Believe me, it would be pure suicide. Anyone who has had this idea has never succeeded and the price to pay is often very high. And I Would advise you not to have these kinds of ideas. Believe me, we will give you a hell of a time here. You have to comply with anything asked of you. " Luna warns me. With all this pain I suffered from Pen's rape, will I still experience it here? My God, can't I lead that kind of life ?! Ten years here away from his family, his brothers and sisters? No, I'd rather die than suffer such a thing.