Hello, I am a twenty-six year old, brown-haired, curvy woman. My name is Gizem. My heart is filled with love chirping human person. It cost me a lot to think that everyone had the same feelings. The people I believed in and trusted dealt me the biggest blow. But I didn’t collapse. Still, I preserve the love inside me like the first day. I hope that maybe one day there will be someone who understands me and can love me. I hope that if this person accepts me as I am without judging me for my past, I can achieve the happiness I desire. What was my bad past? I would like to share this with you by writing it in full detail. At that time, I was a young and beautiful eighteen-year-old girl. Since I couldn’t study, I wanted to earn my living by working. I started working as a clerk in a boutique. I had a boss who I thought had good intentions. Even though he was over fifty years old, he was a womanizer. He was courting me. But I was ignoring it and ignoring it. I liked that he treated me differently from other employees. He was also a very wide-ranging person. He spoke highly of me to his relatives who came to the boutique. He said you would be the queen of the podiums with this beauty. I didn’t realize it was a trap. One day he called me and said, “I have a dear friend who has a modeling room. I told him about you. I said she was talented and beautiful. If he holds your hand, you will win too, you will change his life and create a star that everyone follows. I said. I made an appointment with him for you. Do you have self confidence ? I got very excited when I said that. Who wouldn’t accept such an offer, so I did. One day in the middle of the week, we met with his friend with whom we had a date. My boss was with me. As soon as the man saw me, he started to praise me. While he emphasized that my body measurements were perfect, he said that the only thing I was missing was that I was a little shy. He said it wasn’t a major flaw and that I would feel relieved after drinking a few drinks. Then the three of us went to a nice restaurant on the Bosphorus. A bottle of whiskey was placed. We started drinking with meals. I passed out after the second glass. This was not because of alcohol, but because of the medicine they dropped into my glass. I learned this later. They had planned everything in advance. They even arranged a house where they would take turns fucking me. They each took my arm, carried me to the car, and then brought me home immediately. They threw me on the bed, half-conscious, and left my young and smooth body naked from birth. While one of them was licking my pussy, the other one kissed my lips, caressed and sucked my breasts. Even though I felt all this, I couldn’t resist because I couldn’t move my finger. Then I felt something hard and warm entering my pussy.
Every part of my body was being kissed and caressed at the same time. I could hear the growls they made while fucking my young pussy. They put it in and out of my pussy many times. I don’t know how many times they cum. But they didn’t leave me with that either. After taking a break for a while, they put a pillow under my belly and turned me face down. Thanks to your pillow, I curled up. This caused my asshole to be exposed. I don’t know which one, but first I felt like something was being applied to my tight hole. While he was doing this, he was putting his finger in and out of my hole. Then he started pressing his dick. I was hurting. I must have started to come to my senses because they made me smell something. I fainted again and don’t remember what happened after that. After they fucked me in my pussy, they took turns in my ass. I don’t know how many times they did this. Now they were very empty and tired, and then they told someone they knew and before leaving, they said, “Fuck me, but let them see you when they wake up.” When I woke up, that man was between my legs. I wanted to scream, he closed my mouth and said, don’t waste your breath. You were the one who brought you here and begged me to fuck you. Why are you screaming now? What difference does screaming make? “You were promoted to womanhood anyway,” he said. “Where am I?” I said. “I don’t know, this is your house,” he said. I didn’t understand anything about what happened. Every part of me hurt and the bed was covered in blood. I slowly got up and started getting dressed. The man next to me took my arm and took me down the elevator. After getting in his car, we walked around a bit. I had come to my senses now. I asked about my boss. He said, “I don’t know him.” I said take me to work. He brought it without describing it. This gave him away. I got out of the car and entered the boutique. The boss was there. When he saw me, he immediately came to me and asked, “Where have you been? We were looking for you.” We had an accident on the road and you fainted. While I was trying to get him to come to his senses on the sidelines, someone came and said let me take him to the hospital. We believed him with the shock of the incident and asked how are you? Are you okay now? I could only say that you wrote a nice script. “You’re still not yourself, sit down,” he said. I sat on the couch. He opened the safe and took out thirty million and put it in my bag. He said forget what happened and let’s work together again. I didn’t know what to do. Don’t you still know the man who brought you to me? he said. I said no, I don’t know him. This was all my fault. But I did it all for your sake. I will make up for this. SHe said he would drown you in money. But he wanted me to pay the price by sleeping with him. I put up with him for a while longer. Then I left him. I didn’t know you could be a model like this.
