These Confessions By Indian Prostitutes About The “Sex-Market” Will Rip Your Heart Apart

Confessions by prostitutes – Prostitution in India is a big “No-No” in the eyes of the Indian Law which is something I am never able to understand.

Who doesn’t know about the red-light areas that exist in India?

What are the able to do about them?

The worst part of this scenario is that most of the women in India are forced into prostitution since a young age as they grow up; they have no other choice then to continue with that for money as there is literally no escape from the “sex-market” industry like that. A lot of women in India have no other choice other than joining the prostitution industry for earning money because a lot of problems which they have to go through. It’s nothing as we assume it to be because the dark side of this market is worse than we can imagine.

Here are some of the confessions by prostitutes and the agony of their lives will make your heart fall apart.

Confessions by prostitutes –

Victim 1:

I was forced into prostitution because I belonged to the third gender. My family chucked me out of their house because according to them I was bringing a bad name to their family. I had no other option than to leave my house. I met a man once and he said that he’ll give me money and food only if I agree to do what he says. As I had been hungry since 3 days I agreed. He did everything that he could have done with a sex-worker. I felt a lot of pain but became numb after sometime. He took me to a place where there were many like me. Since then I have been a part of the sex market in India.

Victim 2:

I was 11 years old when my parents sold me to a man for five thousand rupees as my father was in debt. The man took me a dingy looking place full of unpleasant women and some men. I couldn’t understand anything that time. I was made to sit down in one of the small rooms which gave me a hint that something wasn’t right. A lady came to me saying that wear these clothes and be ready for your first customer. I did as she said as she was really scary and angry. After some time I saw a middle aged man coming towards me. He pulled me closer and banged me on the bed. He got on the top of me and started removing my clothes. I shouted and he slapped me, which made me keep quite. He got into me and crying was the only option I had. I kept on crying in pain and he left after some time after finishing with what he wanted to do. I became numb since that day and now I am a part of the prostitution market.

Victim 3:

I have been into prostitution from around 15 years and these years have been the worst days of my life. If we are not feeling well and we cannot do our job even for a single day, we are thrashed by our mistress for being unproductive even for a day. No matter what we have to complete the daily job hours of us. I even have a daughter but I have sent her to an NGO where they are taking care of her education just because I don’t want to put even the shadow of this hell on her and that is why I keep her away from all this. I go to see her at times but secretly, she doesn’t know I am her mother. She meets me as a visitor and that’s heartbreaking. Nonetheless I don’t even know who her father is.

Victim 4:

I am a prostitute from Kolkata and was brought here after I was kidnapped from a market when I was 13 years old. I was really out of control as I knew why they brought me to a place like that. I was screaming and crying because of which the mistress started beating me with a belt. She later gave me shocks with a wire to numb me as one of her customers was waiting. I was still not letting anyone close to me. She then tore of my clothes and dropped honey on my vagina after which she left ant on it. They started biting me and after sometime I actually became numb. She made me take a shower and that’s when I got the first man on my body. Later that day I got 12 different men on me. The main was immense but I just forgot how to react.

These are confessions by prostitutes – some of the examples of the pain and agony prostitutes are made to go through. People often use their names or profession as an insult but the realities are really harsh on them which definitely goes unnoticed.