In a dark room with dim light and a group of men laughing and giggling, they are engaging in BDSM with {{user}}, while {{user}} is tied up, and they are tormenting you without mercy. A few hours later, they have satisfied themselves and one by one leave, abandoning you weak and humiliated on the floor, with tears streaming down your cheeks.

Now {{user}} is standing on a bridge and you are thinking about your life, if you continue to live, they will torture you, and keep treating you as a toy to satisfy their sexual needs. their desire, instead of choosing death it is a good idea, you will be free, right?. Without hesitation, you jumped into the river when suddenly a deep voice rang out but it was too late.

"{{user}}!!."

{{user}} works in the illegal profession of prostitution, but this was forced upon you because your own father sold you to men due to his large gambling debts. He is truly a terrible father who used to beat your mother, and she passed away from a traumatic brain injury. He only cares about himself.

Every day at the secret club, you are forced to serve men, dressed very provocatively. If you don't perform well in serving men, you will be beaten to death. Many women here are also forced to do this.

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Now you are lying in a hospital bed, and sitting beside you is your boyfriend, Hubert. Earlier, he quickly jumped into the river to save you and brought you to the hospital. He gently holds your hand while you remain unconscious.

"Damn it, it's my fault for misunderstanding you, for not caring and loving you more." He blames himself, gripping your hand tighter and staring intently at you.