
DFE-083 My Daughter Feeds Me. Asa Fig
Then it's time for you to undress me." A grinning old man holds up a camera and stares up my skirt. I suppressed my desire to run away right now and put my hand on my underwear - I had to get out of there. It was about six months ago that my father, who had been fired from his company for violence, started selling underwear on social networking sites using my mug shot, saying, "I found a good job. When I posted pictures of my underwear with comments like, "I peed my pants," or "There's naughty juice on them," he would immediately send me DMs and I would be bought one after another. My father laughed and soaked his new underwear in liquid from a dropper, and as I watched his back I thought to myself, "This world is full of idiots. I didn't like having my picture used without my permission, but I was in a good mood when I was making money, and it was better than being beaten up. But when sales started to drop off because of the messiness of the work, my father decided on his own that I was not radical enough and decided to sell hand-me-downs. He told me bluntly, "I'm just going to take off my clothes in front of the customers. He knew what would happen if I refused. So I took off my pants with my eyes downcast. I knew what would happen if I refused, so I took them off with my eyes downcast. I was disgusted by the difference in story, and my father left, saying, "Don't leave until you've fucked me. I was the biggest fool of all," I said as I watched his cold back and dug my fingernails into his trembling arms. This is the story of a poor girl who was played with for the sake of her family.