Life is a wonderful experience, isn’t it….!!!? Well, truth to be told, what ‘life’ is –

Then the answer is, nothing but a painful experience, which we need to go through our entire life.

 I was 6 years old when my mother passed away, leaving me and my dad behind. She actually was the winner of her life, after all, she got free from this shitty life. You can understand all this, if you are born in a middle level family.

Because riches never gave benefits to anyone, but under the pressure of the Emperor they will reluctantly help the poor.

Those Emperors help the poor too, even if it is only for the show-off or for winning their trust over. And in this, what they forget is us, the middle level commoner, which neither comes in riches nor in poor.

This is the real struggle of life, just because we don’t belong to any category, we are forgotten in this society.

My life was good till I was 15. As my father was with me as a family. And I forgot to tell you the most hurtful truth of being a middle level commoner, that is, even your blood relatives will not give a helping hand in your messy life. So, I was lucky enough to have someone to call my safe place, my home.

But on my 16^th birthday, I lost my home too, my father died, and why…!!!!? Just because my father refused to give our land to the landlords. Those blood sucking superiors are always looking for trouble for villagers, like us.

And their hunger for money didn’t satisfy with this only, that they even sold me to the brothel. In this dynasty, males are considered as the best gift (prostitute) for those body hungry beasts. After all, this is the safest pleasure for them, as they don’t have the burden of having an illegitimate child from some unknown origin or humble background, which is bad for their prestige or reputation.

After being sold to brothel I was not treated badly, and I sometimes used to call the master – daddy. But this relationship also didn’t stay for a long time. Other kingdoms attacked our ‘village’ for acquiring this land to increase the border of their kingdom. In which I lost my daddy too. In the fight of those kingdoms, the most affected one were us, the prostitutes, because we don’t have any sense of security in society.

“Come on! You have already lost your purity, what are you resisting for…!!!?” This is the only sentence they know to cover up for their own beastly act.

Because of this factor only, daddy started this prostitution hall and saved many of us from being defiled. And those who were willing to sell themselves for either pleasure or love are free to help daddy in this, or else I don’t know how daddy used to save others until I found his journals (diary) and in it, he had left a letter in my name, Henry Rose.

Now let me tell you about myself ———

I am Henry Rose. My original name was Henry only, but my daddy gave me his surname Rose, because it represents my tender skin.

I have dark black hair, of mid back length. I actually loved long hair, but because of my humble background, I couldn’t have long hair, as this privilege is only for the Emperors and for the Princes. But with daddy’s support, I was allowed to have long hair.

After my father’s death, I was alone and sad. But in brothel, I again found my happiness in the form of Master, my daddy. He was always happy whatever the condition was.

And because of him, everyone in brothel felt safe and protected, as we were never forced to sell ourselves. But after his death, everything changed. His journal had his pain that he used to hide from us, behind his calm smiling face.

[Date – XX of XXX year

Today, I am writing this letter, in case something happens to me and someone comes to my chamber, so please take care for this hall by sacrificing yourself. And I am not forcing you, if you can’t handle this, then tell about this to someone who is willing to be the only male prostitute along with your sister June. Ask her, and she will tell that chosen one. Don’t let my efforts be wasted. I want my this family to always smile even at the cost of only one’s pain.

With love!

Christina Rose.]

And that’s how my journey as male mistress started.

This is my story.