Chapter 14

Muse pov I finally managed to fall asleep standing with my back against the door. The room where I am locked is completely closed. And because of this, the rays of light cannot enter it. Darkness reigns supreme here. I have no idea what time it is now. But because of the coolness I am feeling, I can imagine that it is morning. I'm really cold. I only wear a piece of dress on me that leaves my whole body outside. Standing thinking about this, I see myself sprayed with water coming out of the roof. The water is so frozen that this unexpected and undesired bath makes me tremble of cold. So isn't sleeping here enough? Did I have to take a cold shower in this freezing cool on top of that? I literally shiver from the cold. My legs, which are very heavy due to tiredness and cold, are no longer able to support me, and I see myself having to let myself slide to the ground. I feel a strong desire to die at this exact moment. Even tears can no longer come out of my eyes, they have dried up because I've shed them so much. I stayed in this room for long hours, lying on the repugnant floor. I kept lying on the ground, with no strength to move. After a time spent in this rat hole which seemed interminable to me, the door finally opens. I'm still lying down, with no strength to turn around to see who is there. It is mama's voice that lets me know that it is she who is there. "Get up and get out!" She orders me. I do not move, not only do I not want to, but above all I do not have the necessary strength to allow myself to stand up. After waiting a long time, I hear mama say again "Get her out and take her to her room." I understand that she is talking to one of her big arms. As soon as she says it, I feel that I am being transported off the ground and they are walking with me. The person carrying me takes me to the bathroom and puts me in the tub. My senses were awake, but I lacked the strength to speak or react. Spending a whole night and a whole day without putting something to eat in my mouth, nor drinking some water has totally weakend me. What's more, I feel very weary these last days. Maybe I am seek. Lying in the tub, I hear voices from the bedroom. "If I didn't hesitate to put Muse in the same room as you, it was so that you got rid of any idea of ​​running away or rebellion. But how could this have happened?" I hear mama say to Luna my roommate. "Mama, Muse is a quite stubborn young girl. She doesn't want to live here and I thought she was listening to me when I asked her to take away any thought of running away from here in her head. I thought my words could change her mind, but I was wrong. She's different from other girls, she will not be able to accept living in the brothel." Luna replied to mama. "In that case, she'll have me on her back until she changes the idea. For now, she needs to take a bath. Take care of her, she can't do it alone. I'll send the cooker over with food." Mama concluded the discussion before leaving. Less than a minute later, Luna walks into the bathroom. She finds me in this sorry state and I can see the concern in her gaze on me. She bends down and then takes off the light dress I'm wearing. She turns on the bath and I can feel the hot water tickling my body and the effect is so pleasant on my skin. Luna makes me take my bath like a mummy gives a bath to her baby. She does it with too much kindness and affection. She reminds me my elder sister and my heart is filled up with more sadness. If only my uncle had not taken me away from my family, I wouldn't have found myself in this place. I would be surrounded with my mother and siblings. What a sorrowful life is mine! When Luna finishes giving me my bath, she then helps me get out of the tub. She makes me put on my bathrobe after wiping my body with my towel. My hand around her shoulder, we walk towards the bedroom. Luna helps me sit down on my bed then she gets up to bring the food post that is on the side of my bed. She comes back with it and sits down next to me. She feeds me as if I'm a baby. She hasn't told me anything since taking care of me. She makes me eat half of my meal, then I ask her to stop feeding me, because I'm already full. "It's alright Luna, I'm already satisfied." I tell her in a small voice. "My darling, why do you have such a hard head?Why do you want to hurt yourself everytime?" Luna said looking at me affectionately. "Luna, I can't accept prostitution. You don't know what I've been through in my life. I've suffered too much and I don't want to live this life anyone. I'd rather die than prostitute myself." I reply to Luna with tears falling from my eyes. Decidedly, they will never run dry. And I who believed that the water in my body was already finished. "Honey, I understand you perfectly and believe me, I went through this moment when I arrived here. Know that this will not help you at all. You will only end up suffering excruciatingly. Mama has several means at her disposal to punish those who rebel. She knows how to make you suffer without you dying. Believe me, you'll never win this battle. You'd better accept your situation and capitulate from now, because nobody can help you get out from here. I would advise you to be quiet and let yourself guided by instructions. I also wanted death when I arrived here, but I still hope that one day God can make a difference by doing a miracle and then we could get out of here and a new life will smile on us." Luna gives me the best advice she can, but I'm not ready to commit to this life. Over the next few days, I caught a cold and malaria, which left me bedridden. I spent two weeks getting sick. I must admit that I preferred this situation to go out into the field and get screwed by unknown perverts. However, my illness was not going to last forever. It was on the way to end and I was quite aware of it. It was the first time for me to pray so that I should not recover from sickness. As I had expected it, mama came to see me in my room at the end of the two weeks during which I was bedridden. "How are you darling? Your health has improved, looks like ?!" She asks me while sitting on the bed where I am lying. "I'm not doing perfectly well, but it will be fine shortly." I answer mama so as not to give her the impression that I am already healed. Indeed, if I tell her that I am already doing well, she will surely come back to ask me to start this dirty work. "Stop playing sick for a long time to come. It can be seen that you are already healed. Do you think I am not seeing clear in your game? You prefer to lie on the bed all day long just so as not to start to work." Mama retorts me, piercing my game. I remain silent, and I lower my eyes. "Sweetheart, I'm going to be nice to you once again. Stop resisting and rebelling to orders. You're only hurting yourself in the end of the day. The more you refuse to abide by the rules of this house, the more you attract on punishments as severe as each other." Mama adds. I turn my face against the wall so as not to look at her. She really pisses me off for sitting there and asking me to prostitute myself, yet she can be a mother of girls. "Why are you doing this?Don't you have children?Would you agree to be forced to dishonor their bodies like you're doing with us right now?" I ask the question to mama who changes her face to listen to my question. No doubt my question will not leave her indifferent. Suddenly she stands up and tells me in a voice devoid of all emotion "I have no children and I am just carrying out the orders I get from above. And you better get out of this bed because in two days you will be taking care of a customer!" Mama goes out immediately after saying this. I turn to the wall and stare at it with a sad face. What a crappy life! I think I have already done everything in my power to refuse to prostitute my body. But to this point, I think that I can not change anything more in the situation. As mama had told me, I was taken two days later out of the brothel. I think it is a hotel. It's not in the city, because I don't see a houses or other buildings around. I am escorted by two big arms of Mama to a room. One of the big arms rings the doorbell and it opens.The two remain in front of the door, as I see a man in his late forties looming outside the door. He smiles looking at me and invites me in. "Come in my pretty!" He said, letting me pass. I casually walk inside the room. I'm dying of fear. What will he do to me? I am overwhelmed by all kinds of thoughts. Once inside the room, the man closes the door and I fall on him. He is small in size and very belly. Moreover, looking at him, we only see this belly overflowing with his body. "Come and take a seat on this bed." He orders me then he goes to the chest of drawers where he takes a bottle of I do not know what wine which was placed on a tray with two glasses next to it. He walks towards me, while I have already taken place on the bed. He hands me one of the glasses he has in his hand "We will first of all toast at this beautiful, hot evening that we are going to spend here!" He said to me looking delighted. "I don't drink alcohol!" I answer in a dry voice, declining his offer to take the glass from his hand. "Come on my beauty, it's just a little bit to lighten the mood! You look so serious." He insists, still handing me the glass. "I told you I don't take alcohol. Is it that hard for you to get it into your ciboulot?" I retort angrily. "Hey here, badass ?! I like that kind of girl. So let's get down to business, since you don't want to relax." The big pig told me, putting the bottle of wine and the glasses back on the dresser. He comes towards me, swinging his disgusting big belly. He wears only shorts that stop at the thighs and nothing else. Just imagining that he's going to lie on top of me, drool over me, or stroke my body makes me nauseous. "Come here bae!" He stops in front of me and takes my hand to get me to stand up. I stand up looking shy. "You will see, you will love. I will take you to seventh heaven tonight." He told me, stretching out his hand to stroke my cheek. "No, don't do that!" I stop him in his tracks by blocking his hand from touching me. The ugly man retorts me "Let it go and don't waste our time!" He wants to take me by force, but I crunch his hand strongly and he cries out in pain. Without stopping, I give him a good kick between the legs. I see him doubling over in pain. "Arg! But you are crazy my faith!" At the same time, the gorillas who were planted in front of the door abruptly open the door and they rush in. "Get me that mad madwoman out of here and never see her again! She almost killed me!" He cries like a jerk. "Dirty pig! I hope we do the same for girls!" I give him a look of contempt before being carried by one of my guards on his shoulder. They will put me in the car. One of the two sits next to me, while the second takes his place at the wheel of the car. I tremble with fear at the thought of the ordeal that awaits me at the brothel. I really wanted to try and let him touch my body, but it was stronger than me. I couldn't resist pushing him away. We drive for at least two hours before arriving at the brothel. The two gorillas lead me into the living room where I find mama and the other girls. As soon as she sees us passing the door, mama hastens to come towards us "Why did you get home so quickly? What happened?" She asks looking worried. One of his big arms answers him "She pounced on the client and almost killed him." "What? How is that possible?" Mama asks, panicking. "We arrived safely at the hotel where we left her in the client's room. Barely five minutes after she entered, we heard the client scream. We rush inside to see what is wrong. not going, and that's where we found the client writhing in pain. He subsequently asked us to take Muse away from him. " The second explains to mama who is going mad with fury. Mama pulls me violently by the arm and orders her gorillas to follow her. They obey him on the spot. We still walk from hallway to hallway to find ourselves in another wing of the house. This time we enter a fairly spacious room, but it is empty. Mama pushes me hard inside and I fall, leaning on my hands. Just with a peek around the room, I realize it looks like a torture chamber. There are several qualities of whips hanging on the wall. Sharp and blunt objects, as well as many others that I don't know by name. A thousand and one questions cross my mind. What is this room for? And above all, why are they bringing me here? My question does not take long to find when mama says "Do your job!" She comes out and closes the door on us. One of the gorillas stops me forcefully and then ties my feet up, hands pulled from four sides. I am fixed on a piece of furniture that looks like a table. I see each of them go and take a whip that scares me at first sight "Please don't hurt me!" I cry out begging them, but their faces also remain callous. Each of them starts giving me all lashes. I was whipped all over my body. I screamed until I ran out of strength to scream again. When they see how I already wanted to pass out, they stop whipping me, then they untie me. One of them carries me to my room. I am lying dizzy. It hurts so much that I can't feel my body anymore. I cannot continue to live like this, at the risk of losing my life. "My angel, why have you once again refused to follow the rules?" Luna asks me the question the next day as I gradually recovered from my pain. "I promise you Luna, I wanted to let myself be done by this big pervert yesterday at the hotel, but I couldn't. How to accept who touches me with his impure hands, that he lets his slime run along of my body? How am I going to accept such a thing? " I ask him the questions being outdated. "Muse honey, I understand you very well, but only, you have to try harder. When you are with a client, remember all that torture you get when you break the rules. Close your eyes and think about something else." Luna advises me with concern. The following week, I was already recovering from my injuries. I was already doing well, much to my chagrin. "You will go to take care of another client tonight. Be careful to behave like the other times. You know what awaits you I hope ?!" Mama warns me with a tight face. In the evening as planned, I go out escorted by the gorillas of the house and they drive me to the same hotel from the last time. This time, it's a man in his fifties, less pot-bellied than the previous one. Seeing men, probably fathers of girls, accepting abuse of young girls my age annoys me greatly. If I could have any power, I was going to make them disappear with the last energy. "Lay down there my beauty! You are really beautiful!" He said to me, devouring me with his eyes. I get up in spite of myself and I sit on the bed. The guy comes and sits next to me, he lays me down on the bed. I'm not missing the urge to kick him between the legs right now. But I remember the severe penalty that I will receive at the end, then I change my mind. The man takes off my light dress, and I only stay with the support and underpants. "What a dream body! My darling, you are divinely sculpted!" He said looking at me like a child looks at a treat. I am so badly that I start to see blurry. "My darling, are you okay, what's going on?" That's all I heard. I think I passed out because I can't feel anything anymore.