So I guess I'm going to be released after tonight, which means this will be the last time you get to hear me talk about how I went from being groomed, molested, whored out, and raped to molested, whored out, objectified, raped, and suicidal. Lucky you, huh? Or maybe unlucky you, if I've been fueling your fap fantasies with my fucked up history. Not to say I don't enjoy our time together; you've helped me unpack a LOT of baggage, and god damn do I get fucking soaked every visit. Seriously, you're like a fucking tease, getting me worked up and leaving me to take care of myself. But whatever, let's just get this over with so we can get on with our lives. -- So yesterday I talked about how the dragon whored me out to a kobold "friend" of his. Well, things kind of start happening fast at this point. On the way home I get in to a fight with one of the other kids. I don't even remember what it was about, but the kid was a bully, he totally deserved it, and I took great pleasure in helping some of his baby teeth out of his dumb fucking face. But no, despite the fact that I was just doing what the other kids were afraid to do when none of the adults would do anything about it /I/ was still the one punished for it by being grounded for a couple weeks. Oh I was /pissed/ but what I could I do? I was also incredibly frustrated because I had no way to let the dragon know I wouldn't be able to see him for a while. But on the second night of my grounding I caught wind that someone had spotted a dragon nearby the village, and they were going to hire someone to take care of it before it started preying on the villagers. I was beyond distraught when I heard they were going to run out, or possibly kill, my best friend who had done nothing wrong (in my eyes, anyway. At the time.) So I made up my mind, gathered up what few things I couldn't part with, and snuck out in the dead of night when everyone was asleep. It wasn't hard to sneak out of the village either, despite the elevated watch. But then it wouldn't be hard when everyone was watching for something bigger than a small child. Once I made it to the bramble patch I desperately called out for the dragon, hoping so hard that they hadn't already chased him off or that he was asleep. When he still didn't come out, I decided I didn't care how badly I got scratched up, I was GOING to get to the dragon before it was too late, and fought my way through the bramble patch. It hurt a lot, and it ruined my clothes as well as forced me to abandon my bag, but I finally made it through after struggling HARD for a good 15 minutes. Once I made it to the cave, I was beyond relieved to find the dragon was still there and sleeping. When I woke him up, he was surprised to see me, and concerned to see that I was all scratched up, asking me what was wrong? When I told him the village found out about him and were going to chase him away forever even though I never said anything about him, he told me to calm down and asked me how I knew about that. When I told him about what I heard, he seemed to get really mad. Not at me, he assured me, but at the dragon that ruined everything for him. While I was relieved that it wasn't him that someone saw, it made me distraught when he said he was going to have to go away regardless; they would likely find evidence of his presence while hunting the other dragon, and it would only be a matter of time before they found his home and chased him out too. So he was sorry, but it was for the best that he left; he was very grateful he got to meet me though; I was a bright spot in his life. I BEGGED him to take me with him; I couldn't bear to live without him! He seemed uncertain about it; after all my parents would likely be very sad if I left them, wouldn't they? But I didn't care. They kept punishing me for stupid reasons and always made me wear girly clothes and never let me be myself. I would much rather live with the dragon, who didn't punish me for standing up for myself and didn't make me wear clothes I hated and always made me feel good and treated me like an equal instead of a stupid kid who doesn't know anything! Of course the dragon was VERY happy to hear that, and agreed to take me with him if I was absolutely certain I was okay with leaving everything behind. He warned me that there would be no turning back once my decision was made, but if I was willing he would do his best to take care of me. Oh he would take very VERY good care of me, yeeeesss... God I was so naive to believe that asshole had my interests in mind. Bastard was probably celebrating in his mind now that he had me EXACTLY where he wanted me, without having to do any more work to convince me to do what I was doing right now. But oh how happy he was to hear that I wanted him to basically adopt me. He told me to get on his back and hold on tight, we would need to act fast before anyone realized I had left, and the more distance we could get between us and the village the better. Once I was on and felt I was pretty secure, the dragon took off. And wow was he fast. A lot faster than I could run. We left the cave where I felt as free as I could ever hope to be, we raced past the pond where I had taken many a swim, and soon we were over another bramble patch and running far far away. I was very sad, knowing I'd never see that place again. Not the village of course; I never wanted to see THAT place again. But oh I was going to miss the only place I ever felt like I could be myself with someone I thought I truly loved. It would be several hours before the dragon stopped for the night, having put a significant amount of space between the village and us. We wound up taking refuge in a cave he seemed to know pretty well, explaining that he sometimes used this place as a resting point. It was a shame he was going to have to trash the place before we left, but ah well. He had no reason to come here anymore. But enough of that, I had to be thirsty. He led me to a small river deep inside the cave where I took a long drink and a quick bath while he treated my wounds, and then we slept until morning. I wanted to ditch my clothes, thinking I wouldn't need them anymore now that I was truly the dragon's daughter, but the dragon told me I should wear them just a little longer. He said it wouldn't be a good idea to leave a trail that could lead anyone to us; if it was discovered that he had taken me away from the village they'd probably assume I was forced against my will, and would make sure he died instead of merely run him off. I absolutely did not want that, so agreed to stay in my tattered clothes a little longer. Once morning came the dragon made sure to erase any evidence that he had been using it as a waypoint for years, turning it into a den that looked like it was recently vacated by a bear or something. He made sure I left no evidence of my own, even going so far as to having me pee in the river (after taking another drink.) He promised the next time we stopped he'd get me something to eat, but it wouldn't be for a little while so I just had to hold out a little longer. He'd feed me sooner, but the only things to eat around here was meat he had to hunt himself, and he didn't think I ate freshly killed meat still warm and bloody. He was definitely right about that. So I got on his back and he ran seemingly as fast as he could until we reached another cave. By this time my stomach was starting to ache from hunger, but thankfully this seemed to be our destination for the time being. I was surprised to see that the kobold I had played with a few days ago was also here. Apparently he lived here, and was gracious enough to let us stay for a while. I knew this was where my old life was officially over, and my new life was going to begin, but I had no idea the kind of life that was going to end up being. Once we got settled in the dragon let me remove my clothing, and even let me throw them into the fire the kobold had going for my late breakfast. Now there was truly no turning back. I was MILES away from home, naked for all to see, and had destroyed my only option for any kind of modesty leaving no trace of my origins. Oh it was so exciting! I was finally free, and could live my life the way I wanted, as the daughter of the best daddy in the world! But it was also the start of some new life lessons I would need to be taught. For example, that breakfast the kobold was making for me? I would be expected to repay the kobold's kindness, considering he could have just let me survive on raw meat and whatever I could scavenge for myself. And naturally the kobold required a sexual favor. Of course, I didn't mind too much because I enjoyed playing with the kobold, so I happily suckled on the kobold's dick while my breakfast cooked in the fire. But that wouldn't be the only time I was expected to have sex in exchange for something. Since the kobold was so kind to let us stay with him, I was expected to spread my legs every night for the kobold. Again, I didn't mind because i enjoyed playing with the kobold, and I had lots of sex with him during my time there just because I could. But even the dragon started to expect me to perform sexual favors for things he used to do when I still lived at the village. At first it was subtle, like how every time he'd tongue bathe me he'd fuck my pussy with his tongue until I came, or if I wanted him to take walks with me around our new home he'd have me play with his dick before we went anywhere. But then I was expected to not only perform sexual favors for him, but also for some of his friends he had around, whether it be letting them watch while the dragon and I played together, or letting them watch while the kobold humped me while they jerked off over me, or letting the smaller creatures have sex with me outright It was... weird and a little uncomfortable, but it was still fun in a sense. He was also less secretive about taking payment from others for having sex with me. He never outright admitted it, but he didn't try to hide it either. And when we moved on (with the kobold joining us so he could continue making my meals in exchange for fucking me) to his so called winter home (which turned out to be his actual home; he just wound up staying near my village longer than he originally planned when he discovered a very fuckable and easily groomable little girl lived there) he started to demand sex for even the smallest of things. It got worse when I was finally old enough for him to actually fuck, and by the time he stopped pretending to care and I realized what he was actually doing I had nowhere to go and no choice but to rely on him for my survival, even if it meant fucking him, letting the kobold fuck my ass, or fucking literally any of the creatures he invited over, likely specifically to have sex with me any time the dragon wanted. And when my body was mature enough where pregnancy was a huge risk? The bastard had me sterilized with a glyph he forced me to get tattooed over my womb. He claimed it was a clan mark that all the girls in his clan wore, but I wouldn't learn until fairly recently that it was meant to magically prevent me from ovulating. Ever. ...for what it's worth it's probably the one good thing he ever did for me, even if he did it for selfish reasons. I'll be the first to admit I am NOT fit for parenthood. God knows how fucked up my child's life would end up being. Anyway, my teenage years were spent being little more than a cocksleeve for any creature with a penis, and there were several times when I'd be expected to have sex with literal beasts while the dragon and his "friends" watched. Gods I remember the first time they brought a drake in to rape me. I was terrified, but the dragon threatened to toss my ass out if I didn't, calling me ungrateful for everything he had done for me. So I was forced to let the drake roughly mount and fuck me. I've still got the scar on my neck from where the fucker bit me to get me to submit. And it wasn't just drakes they let fuck me either. Tamed wolves, bears, and even horses I was forced to let use my body for their carnal urges. My nightmare would only continue until a group of adventurers happened upon the dragon's home shortly after my 16th birthday and killed the bastard. When they realized I was being held as a sex slave, I thought for sure I had been rescued. I could not have been more wrong. Every single one of them had a turn with my very naked body before dragging me back to their guild where I was forced to work in their brothel to pay off the debts they saddled me with. I had to pay them back for saving my ass, I had to pay them back for the clothes I was given, the food I was eating, the bed I was sleeping in, etc. God the things they had me do; sometimes I still think life as the dragon's sex slave would have been better than life in the brothel where anyone with coin had an opportunity to put their filthy hands on my body. Even letting the drakes and dogs fuck my ass and pussy was better than some of the gross patrons I had to fuck. And even then there were several patrons who paid nothing, raping me while the guild looked the other way and leaving before anyone actually decided to do anything. Worse yet, they made ME pay for the privilege of being raped, just adding the price they should have paid onto my debt, saying it was my fault, and even though it was forced upon me they still expected me to pay for the service I unwillingly provided. But I guess on the bright side (as if there was a bright side to any of that) I did get money for my services (when I wasn't covering for my rape. Half the money they took as their cut, half of what remained went to the debt I was owed, half of what remained from THAT went towards my rent and food, and what remained after THAT was set aside into a personal spending account for me. Once my debt was paid off after a couple years I stayed on, earning myself a pretty good sum of money to live off of by the time I did leave that godforsake place. But now I had a new problem. I was free from the life, but the life was all I knew. This led me to partying, introduction to drugs, whoring myself out for money when I ran out, drugs, partying, sex, date rapes, more whoring myself out for money for more drugs and partying, and then getting raped so violently in my sleep I needed some pretty good drugs to deal with the pain while my ass healed, which led me to getting pretty damn drunk and downing ALL of my painkillers as a way to just... end all my pain. Which led me to here, and going through my tragic tragic backstory for the sick pleasure of whatever suit decides to go over my file later. And I suppose that's time, isn't it? -- Can't say it was fun, and I'm a little torn on whether or not I'm going to miss our little "talks", even if I was doing all the talking. ... but I think it did help. A little. It's not going to change my life forever or make me turn over a new leaf, because let's be honest I'm probably going to whore myself out the second I get out of here for some spending cash. Oh don't give me that look. It's not illegal, the fucking state took what little money I had left for their "services" saving my life, and I just fucking told you it's the only life I know. It's been drilled into my fucking head since I was 9 that the only value I have is my ability to take cock. But.. as corny as this might sound, our little "talks" have helped me realize that just because the life was forced upon me, that maybe it doesn't have to be this way forever, with me spreading my legs (or having them spread for me) until I'm found dead in a gutter with alcohol poisoning or overdosed on some really good stuff or raped to death, or any combination of the three. Maybe some day I can make a better name for myself than "whore" or "slut" or "cum guzzling cocklover." ... I don't suppose you could recommend a therapist I could talk to when I'm... more financially stable? Assuming my lifestyle doens't catch up with me again beforehand. Who knows, maybe with enough time and therapy I could finally be comfortable ridding myself of this damn glyph and becoming a good mother. ... heh, fuck, that's funny. Me. Someone who was taught that molesting and raping a child was acceptable. Someone who found themselves in a brothel and now spends their life partying and fucking without discrimination. A good mother. ... yeah. I'd.. like that, honestly.