It was a shock!

After that, I wanted to kill myself. But there was nothing I could have done it with.

I tried banging my head against the wall. But other than a headache, it didn't do anything.

My husband and I never argued. Not even once in all these years. I don't understand why?

And why did everything happen without my knowledge? I should have found out somehow?

The annulment of the marriage had been in process for three years. I'm just reading about it for the first time – the annulment has been officially confirmed?

And my husband's letter is purely informative. Just the information that I won't receive any compensation and am sitting naked on the street. My God...where am I supposed to go now?

It must have been noticed when I hit the wall with my head full force. The wall is made of wood, it just looks like stone. The bang was louder than the pain!

Petra then picked me up and treated me. I explained to her that I didn't know where to go. She simply replied...where would I want to go? I'm here!

I then wanted to contact my parents.

But that's not possible because...I'm here now?

Petra sits quietly against the wall and keeps an eye on me. I can see from her eyes that she feels for me. But I can also see from her that she knows what's going on. 

 

I think I drew the right conclusions on my own. My God, please let me die. Now and here!

I signed the slave contract a week ago. The official letter is 10 days old. The contract is in Vietnamese, and I couldn't read it. I had blindly trusted my husband.

Master Li was here two hours ago. He had heard about the incident and came as quickly as he could.

He confirmed my conclusions to me as correct. With the exception of Petra, all of his slaves are in a similar situation. Penniless or heavily indebted, with no prospects for life, they sold themselves into slavery for a limited period of time to rehabilitate themselves. 

 

 I'm not heavily in debt. And I'm not penniless either - my parents will help me.

But no, I'm heavily in debt. My husband sold me to Master Li for the equivalent of 250,000 euros. I owe him that amount now.

Even that amount would be easily within my parents' reach.

But no, my value as a slave is far higher than the amount owed.

The term of the contract is 25 years, like all the others. After that, I'm welcome to contact my parents. If they die before then and I inherit, this inheritance will not be touched, only managed. I'll have access to it upon my departure.

Something, at least, but only very small consolation in this situation.

He added further clarification, but I was only half-listening...I was preoccupied with what had been said so far. But I understood the content of the message.

The reason I'm treated with kid gloves is because no one else consents to prostitution. On the contrary, they sell themselves to avoid this fate.

Furthermore, Petra will go her own way, even if she doesn't like it. But there's time for that. She has been well trained and has a very high level of value in her interactions with me. He will fully exploit her potential before turning her into an object. As long as this works for both of us, as long as it benefits him and me, we can be together.

He has me by the hair with this. I don't know why, but I've felt magically attracted to Petra from day one. Is it love? Is it lust? I have no idea, but my desire for her is irresistible!

I've decided to bite his cock off tonight. But I know for sure I won't. I fear the consequences for me...and Petra.

Instead, I will suck his cock obediently and submissively, putting in more effort than before.

But my husband has to die...