"The room was tiny, on the small bed I’d been fucked so many times by so many men I’d lost count,, I’d lost count of how many men, how much sex, how many days, weeks or months I’d been here,,locked in this room, forced to service these African men, how long I’d been a faggot, a whore,, my mind was scrambled, all I knew now was how to whore, how to please them, what to wear and want to do to please those big black cocks, and as I lay on the bed waiting ,the door was unlocked, he came in,,I looked at him, I thought he looked over weight,,he had on a police uniform, for a second I had hope, was he here to help me,,I looked at him,,he didn’t react, he took of his shirt and trousers without saying a word,,I could see his thick black cock, erect,,I reached out for it,,stroking him, pulling back the thick black skin,,and I sucked it,,I knew no one could help me, no one wanted too, to them I wa snout a stupid cunt, a fag, a whore,,something to fuck,,a stupid white tourist lost in the huge city,,"