All my life I was secretly keen on prostitution and slavery.In early ages these made me excited, and my dreams were about these. Later this two favorite though became one though: forced prostitution.

One night I was wearing my black strech little shorts and dreaming about being a streetwhore.  This night my first erection, then my first ejaculation came. It was the best ejaculation in my life. I was 11 then.

After this I started secretly dress as a whore and dream about being kidnapped and raped by pimps. They'd lock me up until they train me as an obedient prostitute. When they know I don't have my own will anymore, they force me to sell my body to perverted clients, rape me regulary and take away all the money I earn. If I don't earn enough, they punish me.

Of course they sell me  to other pimps, who want to try their perversions on me.

I couldn't forget about these dreams, my secret second personal was born.

Sometimes I think that in my earlier life I was a forced prostitute, or a bad ghost of one obsess me.