Chapter 237: The Past of a Prostitute

The men's gasps in estrus, the women's long legs being lifted, the clothes falling off one by one, the women lying on the men and twisting their waists, the pink lights stimulating people's primitive desires, the crashing of flesh, the moans and roars......

Elle rolled on the bed as if she were enchanted, and the movements of her hands were indescribable.

The willow waist veins are thick, and the cherry mouth is panting. The warbler is singing, and the swallow is murmuring.

The starry eyes are hazy, and the sweat is fragrant; The crisp chest is rippling, and the trickle of dew drops the peony heart.

It didn't take long for Ellie's body to tremble and soften as her slender legs tightened.

"Whew...... ......" Ellie lay on the bed, panting weakly, sweat sticking her hair to her cheeks, but it was quickly dried by the powerful cold air in the room. Her tears flowed uncontrollably, and she cried loudly.

Images of women wailing and pleading, intimidated, beaten, and ***** emerged. They were struggling, begging, weeping in despair. But in the end, they all resigned themselves to their fate, and they used their flesh to please men, and begged for pleasure under men.

They host ten, twenty or so ...... a day Day after day, until the body is numb. Then he watched with a blank face as the new "sisters" were beaten and raped, and watched them struggle and beg on the ground, just like they had at the beginning.

The faces of the "guests" also appeared, they were usually drunk, smelling of wine and smoke, they slapped the women in a violent way, stripped them naked and laughed, they tore and ravaged the women, and vented their desires with extremely rough means. It's extremely ugly.

"Hmmm......" Ellie vomited, vomiting everything in her stomach that could be vomited, even if she vomited all the acid water, she still retched.

After a long time, she relieved herself, slumped weakly on the ground, hugged herself, and sobbed quietly. The pear blossoms on his face are raining, and his crying is full of despair.

Like a child who has done something wrong, she feels more disgusting and remorseful than ever before for what she just did.

I don't know how many times this has been since five years ago, and although she feels nauseous, she still can't control her physical desires.

The women crying for despair, the disgusting scenes of reconciliation, the men's sneer, the women's flattery and flattery, and even her mother's heartbreaking tears afterwards, everyone in these pictures seemed to laugh at her.

Kyle is right, she is indeed a prostitute. Although no man had ever taken possession of her body, she was a prostitute raised in a dark, filthy underground brothel in London.

Ellie screamed, she picked up the knife and stabbed it into her own hand, the blade piercing the palm of her hand and sinking into the table, blood splattering out.

Ellie gritted her teeth and pulled out the knife, closed her eyes and stabbed her two more fiercely, and the entire palm of her hand instantly blurred with flesh and blood.

"Heh, hehe......" Ellie laughed tremblingly, tossing the knife aside, the sharp pain that made her shiver. But it seems that only in this way can she feel better.

She lay on the ground unconcerned, staring blankly at the ceiling, tears streaming back into her eyes.

"We were deceived." This is a phrase that her mother used to say when she was alive.

Her mother was from Moldova, which was originally a member of the Soviet Union.

When the Soviet Union collapsed, they did not have the slightest surprise, they listened to the Western media, they will get rid of the dictatorship of the Soviet Union, and happy days will come, when everyone will have a car, even if they are idle at home every day and do not work, they will have endless money.

But such fantasies were shattered by reality. The USSR collapsed, they embraced what the West called minzhu, but their country went bankrupt in an instant, and the whole of Eastern Europe was in a depression and extreme decay, and it didn't become good at all.

Countless soulless people took to the streets, every day people committed suicide, and people said that the country was finished, the USSR was finished! Communism is also finished!

They cursed the West and began to feel nostalgic for the Soviet Union, but they were desperate for the West. The same was true of her mother, who approached her and promised to introduce her to Western Europe as a nanny.

"You know, they're all very rich, and even nannies get paid well. And you can also learn a foreign language in their country, and if you don't want to be a nanny in the future, you can easily change to a job as an actor, and maybe find a handsome young man to marry in the local area! ”

Faced with such temptation, her mother agreed without hesitation.

Human trafficking was very common at that time, the Soviet Union was finished, and Eastern Europe was finished, but savvy traffickers made a fortune selling girls from these countries.

Her mother had heard the news before, but she had never believed it, and it seemed far away from her until reality came to her.

Her mother never told Elle what happened to her when she was first sold to London, but Elle had guessed it in others.

The new girls would be beaten, raped, intimidated, and then forced into prostitution. Attempts were made to flee and resist, but to no avail of anything other than more tragic beatings.

Nine out of ten are sexually abused, and prostitutes are often scarred and untreated.

Even if Elle's mother is the number one in the brothel, all she gets is cheap ointment.

Ever since Elle was sensible, she knew that sooner or later she would be like those women, living as a sexual nutrient, and her mother could only delay as much as she could.

It is often heard that people are infected with AIDS again, and who are dying painfully. But Elle didn't know what AIDS was until her mother contracted it.

She was seven years old at the time, and the brothel owner and her men looked at her with more and more bad eyes, which she had grown up in a brothel.

Her mother tried to stop her, pleading that Elle was too young, but when did these people ever feel compassion? Someone has already bought Elle's first time, and the bid is 30,000 euros.

Elle is a piece of jade, and if they "work" for one less day, they will "lose" a lot of money. They tossed her mother aside like garbage and forcibly dragged Elle away.

But it was also in the midst of her mother's cry that Ellie's extraordinary strength exploded. There happened to be a Chinese Heavenly Daoist who came to England to travel nearby, so that she could get out of hell.

The past was replayed again and again, Ellie stared blankly at the ceiling, the injury on her hand was slowly recovering, according to her previous experience, it would heal in about two hours.