I'll Be Your Sugar Baby

The world is a tough place to live in. Especially if you don't have any backing. People are two-faced and prey on those that they deem weak and worthless. They like to step on those who are struggling to support their families and loved ones.

They take so easily the lives of people who only know how to work hard. Honestly, it's cruel, but that's how the world is.

In this place, it's those who are strong that survive. Those who can adapt to their circumstances and try to make it beneficial for them.

And it's imperative that people learn that from their childhood. It's worse in the slums, the kids there learn to be scavengers and fighters from infancy. That's their only method of survival.

With strangers who birthed them only because they couldn't afford an abortion. Children learn quickly to fend for themselves. Because their fathers are either unknown missing or dead. And their mothers spend days prostituting themselves just to eat a meal.

But the children?

They have to starve all day until their mother comes home to feed them scraps. The kids that are sickly don't make it past six months. Those that make it to being there's or four years old are blessed. The boys stay with their mothers, the girls are whisked off to brothels. Taught in their youth how to please a man.

"Servitude. Submission. Obedience."

These words are ingrained in their minds for the rest of their lives. Taught how to differentiate the poor from the rich, men who have capable families, and those who are nouveau rich.

Buying a lady made the men feel that it was worth working so hard.

Because the women were bought, they felt entitled to do whatever they pleased with them. The women weren't allowed to fight back. They were regarded as objects and objects had no opinions of their own. So the women became resigned to their fate.

The men would then spawn bastards which were dumped in the slums due to their unsightly births. And the rich men would then marry noble ladies, forgetting the women they tortured and the children they fathered.

And the cycle continues. Over and over again.