They were escaping the terrible poverty out in the vast, vast farmlands of this world. As a pleasure-slave they would have a much better life, living ...in rich surroundings, and doing little work other than the obvious.They also had much better legal protection than farm workers; they could not be abused in any way. They also had to agree to be sold to the winning bidder at their auction, they could refuse if they so wished.Pleasure-slaves were also paid a monthly allowance which they could do. Ultimate Fashionista (ENG)< Super High School Level Gal/Gyaru, please comment your critique andthoughts on my story concept.Makoto wakes up in a strange room, completely black with three bigcomputer screens lit up with the word "welcome to the family" on eachscreen with a Monokuma face on each when is surprised by a blacked outfigure.The figure had a slim body, big and long hair, and a wide grin thatradiated through the darkness ironically.The figure walks to the monitors, her heels clacking. ””Nahi Mammi.” “Pagle mujhse jhooth bolta hai. Sach bata.” Main sharmata sa bola, “Mammi kal wah bahut achhi lag rahi thi. Kal wah chhotasa kasa kurta pahne thin a jisse uski choochiyan bahut achi lag rahi thi.” ” Tujhe pasand hai Shumaila ki choochiyan?” Main chup raha tu Mammi ne mere lund ko apni choot se jakad kaha, “Batao na wahthode na sun rahi hai?” “Haan Mammi.” “Uski choochiyon ko kabhi dekha hai?””Nahi Mammi.””Dekhega?””Kaise?””Pagle koshish kiya kar use dekhne ki jab wah kapre badle. Etta, Sharon, and I drove into town and went to the now expanded church. We found Jim, his volunteers, and his wife all sitting at a table having their breakfast. They were all going to stand, but I waved at them to stay seated. We sat with them, with me across from Jim. “So is the ranch keeping up with your needs so far?”Jim said, “Oh, it’s so wonderful, Chuck. We have enough meat and now we have a whole supply room full of canned goods from the ‘Blessing’ ranch. We don’t have enough chickens.