102 days later

I did not have much freedom while staying in the brothel in Phuket, I did not have freedom at all, barely left my room, only for showers and special occasions, I had left the brothel 6 times as I could remember, every time it was in tow of Suzy, either for a special outcall mission or when she wanted to humiliate me a little more. But I had gotten used to it, and I had a pen and book I could write my thoughts down in, so I also kept a ledger of the money earned, in addition to my nemesis, the clicker that counted my men. I knew this was my last day, I was sucking Suzy of for my last time. At least I hoped this was the last day, cause this was day 103 here.

I had officially been a American whore in a Thailand brothel for over 3 months now. With the impressive count of 1948 blowjobs and 818 fucks. So I had serviced 2766 clients while being in the sex industry capitol of the world. And I would leave this place with 26 100 dollars, my half of my earnings. I had worked and been degraded as a **** with no freedom, for 16 hours a day. With a average pay of 253 dollars each day. THAT is something that made me sad, so while Suzy was cumming in my face, I was just resigned in my thoughts.

After she left, I was looking through my notebook and thinking back. The first week was hell, it was so hard to get used to the dirty cheap johns I was servicing, humiliating tourist that had a kick of finding someone western like me in a place like that, and even worse, the word that spread around with the local johns about the slutty American whore that was giving away the goods. It was a week before I understood I was selling myself three times as cheap as the rest of the girls at the brothel. Probably cheapest in the city.

After 7 days I got my first note from home, if you could call it that. My beloved husband and his girlfriend had set up a comment part on my live stream and were encouraging people to write to me about what they were seeing on the stream. And this was so incredible degrading and humiliating, pretty much everyone that I knew had comments and reflections about me. Included my sister.

“That slut is so dirty, I cannot believe I used to envy her, look up to her and love her like my sister, cause she is only interested in cock and selling herself for whatever she can get”. That was one of the things she wrote about me, and it was in total 50 comments like that the first week, and each week the comments got more humiliating, and fewer, people grew tired of the repetition that was my life, the last one I got for a couple of days ago only had two comments on it.

“slut” and “She is where she belongs and there is nothing interesting happening, I checked the stream for the first time in 30 days and it is exactly the same and that is just sad sis, Goodbye” That did brake my heart, knowing I was so irrelevant that everyone had forgotten about me even with me being live porn.

So, after a week I just settled in, I was averaging 31 men each day. Slowly just giving up thinking about anything else that sucking and fucking. I started to both hate and love Suzy that came each night, she was my lifeline of steadiness, but she also used me every night, loved calling me names and humiliating me. She took me a couple of times out to meet friends and her family where she introduced me as her whore and personal ****.

After 1 month I got hurt, I got back troubles that needed to be healed, so was send to a clinic/hospital for two weeks where I got some injections and physio, that cured me and scared me, the monotone work and activity was obviously not good for me, so after that I was getting more active with my clients, trying more positions, and changed things up. In addition, I had to work harder the next weeks cause the other girls had to cover for me for two weeks, so I was pulling close to 40 men at most days the first weeks back. It was a nonstop humiliation, doing 2-3 men each hour for 16 hours every day.

And of course, there was one more thing that was concerning me greatly now, I had not had a period the last couple of months, I feared of course that I was pregnant again, cause I often was fucked unprotected, and it felt like something that was just a matter of time, but I was not allowed to take tests and my body was so tired and fucked up from fucking that I did not get a good feel for if I was pregnant. But I feared it.

At least I fell asleep fast, as I usually did cause my body was always tired and my mind was exhausted. When I woke up I realized I was not in my bed anymore, I was in what looked like a luxury suite, and when I got up I saw the view and the private pool outside the bungalow, it was magical, I sighted of relief and assumed I was done.

“There is the little slut that could” I heard behind me, it was Jennifer laughing while wearing an elegant dress, eating breakfast with a smile. “thanks for paying for my and Bills vacation, we will be staying here for the next two weeks. You are booked on a trip home tonight.” She said.

“Yes dear, we are going to enjoy the country and luxury life on the money you earned on your back. But I must say, watching you over the last 100 days and getting the reports from the manager and Suzy made us proud. So you should be happy, and enjoy two weeks home with Candy resting up”

This news was so good that I did not even care to get mad about they spending my hard earned money.

After a long shower and a massage at the hotel, I returned to the room to get my things ready, I was given a tube top, micro skirt, stripper heels and a purse with slut in rhinestones on the side. I did not even care, just dressed and got on the bus towards the airport, happy to go home and be alone with my daughter.