FFF#5 at The Daily Toast is based on this picture here and should be a drabble of exactly 100 words.
Some scars didn’t show. Posed for profit, exposed flesh winced with each new prop. Slowly stripped of her clothes, her dignity and her identity, her life was taken away. For Natasha, not what she expected when answering the advert for ‘Servers wanted in clubs throughout Western Europe’ only to find herself trafficked into sex slavery. The police captain pulled back the sheet and compared the girl’s features to the photograph he held. The face was identical: the dead eyes holding the whip were now dead for real. He replaced the sheet and left the morgue: just another whore after all.