Spending a restless night ,sobbing softly in between short naps ,I wondered if I could do myself in ,the thought of spending the rest of my days as a sex slave caused me to weep harder ,the phrase
" mans in humanity to man " flashed through my mind ,but then my upbringing wouldn't let me to kill myself ,the catholic school had seen to that ,killing ones self was a mortal sin .

I could hear Peter tossing in next stall ,the straw snapping as he tossed and turned .

It suddenly dawned on me that there where no older women on the farm ,Cuella perhaps being one of the elder ones and she was certainly no older then perhaps in her mid-twenties ,I had over heard
Mr C talking on his phone ,yes yes I will send you three more in a week or so ,we have to be careful ,if it where ever found out that I am supplying women for snuff films ,my protection would vanish
he laughed yeah I know how much they sell for and once were done with the whores their of no use to anybody so you might just as well have them .He rang off with an ok talk to ya later .

Snuff films ,I shuttered ,I had heard about them ,people making movies where the subjects where sexually tortured to death ,the movies being sold for enormous amounts of money mostly to eastern
potentates who saw no wrong in watching infidel whores being subjected to every kind of torture known to man .

I had over heard two of the guards talking before we where shipped to the farm ,they had been a choice between being trustee guards or being used in snuff movies ,of course it was not a ral choice
as no one in their right mind would take the movie option over being a guard .

Would I whiteness Peter being horribly castrated ,we are both about the same age ,would we be sent away after our bodies no longer interested the clients ,one of the guards had made mention of
one girl having red hot pokers shoved into her orifices after being abused for weeks .The thought horrified me