Here I am, trapped into this world that I was born into. There's no escaping who I am. Born into playing or to be played with, and if I don't want to do it, I'll be punished beyond the limits of pain or pleasure. It's just like a game when you think about it but different. The roles are reversed- as a player inside(literally/on top) you're controlling, outside(bottom) you're being controlled. The only thing similar of this game to others is it has prizes but they're truly called fake treasures- the pain and pleasure you feel when you're pounding or being pounded, and anything else you can think of. Gold, diamonds, money, you name it.

   If you want to play this game there's just one thing you need to have. That one thing is everything a person could ever have in his lifetime that other "normal people" don't have. Those normal people describe us as God's perfect creation because we aren't like the average people. We are of higher statuses, like nobles or beings close to becoming a God, but in all, we are just the world's play toys.
       
       As children, we were sold off by our parents as prostitutes to learn about "pleasing torture". As we are rich we can have everything and anything especially those who are beautiful like lilies.

But even the most beautiful objects in this world are tainted with impurities.