I slept like a corpse this night. I was too tired and too abused to rebel or do anything else. My vagina still hurts and I cannot walk properly. I'm not an early riser and after yesterday's torture I couldn't have woken up before 10 am . It was 6am in the morning when Fatima came to the room hastily and shouted, ''wake up bitch! This ain't your daddy's house, you whore. Be there in the hallway at sharp 8am and look good. Follow whatever I said or you know the consequences''. Dread fills my heart and my stomach curls up with the thought of yesterday's extortion. I cannot bear any kind of punishment now. I need to be obedient. I get up from my bed and head straight towards the bathroom. The bathroom is beautiful and has everything that will make the skin beautiful so that the clients buy us. The korean skincare actually finds its way in massive amounts to the brothels' bathrooms. I wash my hair and condition them. I shave my arms, legs, armpits and no a single hair is left on my body. I double check for any moles, marks, cuts or spots left out. I step out of shower and apply everything that was kept there. I wear the costume kept there. It was a black leather cosplay costume with net lingerie and bra. I tie my hair in a tight ponytail. It's 7:45 am. I think it would be feasible to go on time or those psychopaths might fuck me for coming early. I sit on my bed and wait. I come out when there are 2 minutes left and reach the hallway at sharp 8 o clock. It seems like all beautiful angelic women descended from heaven to earth and gathered in this hallway.