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I sat there waiting for the D0gs to come and have s£x with me. this will be my last business with them. I promised myself that I would never step my fit into the building after that day. Because it was beginning think that these people can be more danger0us than they seem.

Few minutes later the D0gs came inside the room hungry and ready to deal with me. The men also followed the d0gs and made it easy for the d0g to d0 away with me.

After some minutes they were d0ne with me. the dogs walked away happily. The men told me to stay inside till evening, because I still have to go one more time with the d0gs before I can g£t paid.

I nodded without hesitation. “Please can I have some food?” I requested.

“Sure you will have enough, the men answered and tap my shoulder. “Be a good girl” they say and left.

Like two hours later my room was opened and another girl was brought in to stay with me. Her name was Precious, She was being treated like a slav£. Big chains were on her hands and her legs. I could not understand.

When the house guards left, I asked her what was her crime. She looked at me and asked me a question in return.

“What are you doing here? What are you doing in the dog’s family?”

I couldn’t answer her question I just stare at her. She looked like she was b£aten up by someone.

“I know what you are doing here, you came to sleeep with dogs and get paid plenty money, but you are wrong, this place is more danger0us than anything in this world, you will regret the day you choose to make business with the D0GZ.” Precious said to me.

This is the second time someone is telling me that the men are dangerous men. The fears in me grew more real.

“Look at me, they did this to me, they put this cha¡n on me they tr£ated me like a slave. When I found out about them, I tried to escape but they went after me, you cannot leave this business if you enter. You will think that you are making money, but No! They are using you to make money instead” precious said.

“We should report them to the police, they can’t keep doing this to plenty people” I suggested. But precious just laughed.

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“The police? This people work with the police, the police are being c0mpromised and they will never believe your statement with no evidence. Just take this advice, keep working with them and behave like you don’t know anything about their secret, because one’s they find out that you know something about them, they will l0ck you up forever and kept using you to do their secret job” precious said.

I was about speaking but the door opened. It was the house guards, they pushed a food into the room and locked the door.

While I was eating, they brought more d0gs into the room and the d0gs did their job to precious, right before my eyes they did same thing to precious, even though she was on cha¡n.

“Eat your food, she was stubborn and that why she is facing such tr€atment, just be friendly and you won’t have to go through what she is g0ing through” one of the rich men said to me.

Precious was dragging with them but they h€ld her down. And that was when I saw them do something strange. They brought out the¡r camera and were making a vide0 of the scene. They rec0rded everything that the d0g was doing to precious. I was shocked.

This is not about sleeping with d0g$ anymore.

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Written by Raphael's Creative Pen

“If you sleep with their D0G for one night, you will become rich. Think about this, you are an orphan, no father or mother, just one night.” Cynthia says to me.

“I will never Sleep with D0GS just to make money” I screamed at Cynthia. So this this is what you do to make money”

Cynthia saw my anger and she laughed. “You are not child anymore. I can’t keep feeding you. I picked you from the street and gave you a good life. Now it your turn to help yourself. One night Amanda just one night”

“I looked at her, I was burning like fire. “I rather die than to make such business. I am just 16, it is a sin !!!!” I shouted at Cynthia”

“Poverty is the real sin” Cynthia replied.

“I will go back to my poverty.” I replied. I dropped the glass cup in my hand. And I began walking out of the room. I was willing to go back into the street of Lagos again.

She saw me going and she didn’t even ask me to stop, rather she was smiling. I was scared, I walked faster of the Cynthia’s Compound.

I left, yes I left the paradise I was enjoying in her house and I went back to the streets. I can’t sleeep with dogs.

Three days after I left her house. I began to sleep under the bridge again. Hunger began to dealt with me again. This time it was even worse than the first. Because I already tasted a good life at Cynthia house, the food and clothes she gave me, it got used to me and now going into the street again felt like hell.

I decided to go meet auntie Debbie. My mother’s sister. She i told her I have no where to go. She sat me down and gave me food. But she won’t allow me stay with her.

“Amanda you are big enough to take care of yourself, you need to go you can’t stay here and here with me” auntie Debbie says.

“I ate the food and left, at least she even gave me food. Name came and I went under the bridge to sleep. But they were other people under the bridge too and some were men.

That night I didn’t know what came over them, they wanted to rap£ me. I ran away from the boys and went deep inside the street, I didn’t even know where I was going. I later slept behind a tree.

The next morning, I realized that Cynthia was right, I need to start making money for myself, I could not take the suffering anymore.

I need to call Cynthia. I walked to a woman borrow her phone to call Cynthia. She gave me and I brainstormed her contact off head.

The phone ranged and Cynthia picked immediately. I spoke sadly.

“Cynthia it me, it Amanda. Am ready to do the job. Am ready to sleeep with dogs if that would take my suffering away. I ended the call after saying that. I cried because I knew I just made a bad decision. The day I was born, I never believed that I would start sleeeping with Dogs.

To be Continued.

Based on a true l¡fe story

Written by Raphael's Creative Pen

I started sleeping with D0GS at the age of 16. My name is Amanda, and this is my story. A story I wish I never told anyone, but I can’t keep hiding. Everyone needs to learn from my story.

If anyone told me that I would be sleeeping with dogs, just to make money. At the age of 16 I would not believe that, but it happened to me, and this was how I found myself in this situation.

I was born into a very poor family in lagos. when I say poor I mean very poor, my parents were struggling to eat including me, I was the only daughter and child.

My father was a security, he was paid a small amount. And my mother stayed at home with me. I stopped going to school because they couldn’t continue to pay me school fees.

Hunger was our fourth person in the family, it dealt with us like an army. But sadly my father died.

He died right at his work post, he could not bear it anymore. My mom cried and cried. I cried even more.

After my father was buried, my mother was not the same anymore. She felt sick and died too.

I became an orphan, my uncle took our small property, claiming he was the rightful owner. And I was left in the street of Lagos. Sleeping under the bridge, inside the gutter, just to survive.

Life was dealing with me. I suffer, in fact I did all kind of quick jobs like breaking firewood and many more. it couldn’t help me. Sometimes I pray for late parents to come and take me.

But all this things changed one evening. I was selling my last orange, ready to got back to sleep under the bridge again.

A black car came and parked in my front. It was raining that evening. A lady came out of the car. Her name was Cynthia, I thought she was coming to buy orange.

“Why are you sitting alone under the rain. It late already” she says politely.

I told her I have no where to go, I told her that sleep under the bridge. Then she offered to take me to her place, but I rejected, because Lagos was a scary place, you can’t trust nobody.

“Do not be afraid, come with me, am not a bad person” Cynthia says to me.

Then I followed her, she gave me food at the house, she bought new clothes for me. For ones I felt like paradise.

I was enjoying the good things of life now. But after a week. Cynthia came with a total different topic.

She sat me down and told me. “I have been good to you, but you need to starting making money just like I do, can you work ?” Cynthia says.

“Yes, i answered, “I can do anything for you”

Then Cynthia told me about the job. “They are going to pay you plenty money. You will become rich. They are my clients. They don’t like women, but they need the woman to play with their pet” Cynthia says.

“I didn’t understand at first. “Play with their pets? I asked.

“Yes play with their dogs, like satisfy their D0gs” Cynthia says clearly.

Immediately I dropped the juice I was drinking, pouring on the ground. Immediately I felt like I was sitting with the devil.

“Never ! Never Cynthia ! So this is how you make your money. I would never Sle-p with dogs just to make money” I scream at her.

To be continued.

Based on a true l¡fe story.