Chapter 77

Mr. Garcia's POV After staying there and experiencing the torture they inflicted upon me, I realized that there was a hell on earth. They were not humans. They treated everyone there like mutts. We were ants in their eyes. I had never suffered like that before in my life. The pain. The torture. Everything I would never be able to forget in my life. I would never be able to forget how I was forced and gang-raped by them. I was a man with desires. I had only been with women. No fortune teller had predicted that I would be kidnapped and raped by a man like me. I couldn't remember the last time I had embraced a woman. It had been a long time since I had last tasted and enjoyed a female clit. I believed this was karma. Everything had gone wrong from the day I had decided to sell that little girl. I should have listened to her plea when she begged not to be sold. I had no choice. I owed a lot of money, and the only way to get out of it was to sell her as a sex slave. Selling her as an ordina