Chapter 1
Katniss Everdeen wandered blindly down the Capitol streets, crying her eyes out. Her mascara was running, but she didn't care. Men catcalled her every few blocks, but she didn't notice.
That latest client had been the worst in all her years of prostitution. Beating her with a whip, slamming his cock into her until it felt like her vagina was about to rip in half. She sobbed at the memory. The asshole would probably still be displeased, and Cray, her pimp, wouldn't pay her. Oh, why did she have to get involved in this sick business, the so-called 'world's oldest profession,' in the first place? Men were all the same. They just took and took and took. She would never be free.
She was so exhausted that she did not even mind collapsing in the middle of the sidewalk before everything went black.