I once worked as a sex worker. I was living day to day without anyone knowing my past—except for my nephew. Desperate to keep this secret from my husband, I had no choice but to obey him. Again and again, he raped me, taking pleasure in my expressions of disgust, as if he could sense my inner turmoil. He then held me captive, forcing me into a master-servant relationship. Powerless to refuse, I was humiliated daily by my "master," and sometimes even gang-raped by his friends. Before I realized it, my mind was consumed entirely by thoughts of cock. Now, I've become pregnant. Together with my husband, I wish to raise this child—the offspring of my master.