The center stage, dance floor rather, was full of lustful people. It was a normal Friday night, the music and the light heightened the customer’s desire. The employees were busy dancing and satisfying their clients. I was one of them.
I was catering to one of Beast’s old partners. He was a great supporter of the boss's transaction so I had no other chance but to give him his weird fetish, which was rubbing his skin on my breast and kept smelling the scent all over my body when we were on the dance floor. His face was filled with malice as he buried his head in my neck and licked it.
I hated his guts but I couldn’t do anything but follow their request. I had to endure this every time a customer personally looked for me. I pulled his hair while caressing his back because that’s what this old man wanted. I could hear him moan and giggle at the same time.
His hands slowly slid down from my back to my butt, tracing every curve. He slightly squeezed my butt with his filthy hands which put a frown on my face. His dirty play continued until someone tapped my shoulder.
I untangled myself from this old man’s arms and I saw him glare at the man who just called me. While I thanked Joe who tapped my shoulder for saving my ass from this old man.
"Nice timing!"
I called another girl to suffice his disappointment before I take my leave, I told him, “Wait, Mr. Jack, I will be back in a minute.”
So Joe accompanied the man and the new girl to one of the private rooms while I waited in the hallway.
Then he walked towards me while I'm leaning against the wall finishing another cigarette stick.
I put up an act and frowned as he approached me, “You’re ruining my business, what do you want?”
Joe scratched his head, “Well, what can I do, The Boss wants you tonight.”
Nothing but demise was on his face, “And here I thought I escaped some evil man and now I have to face Lucifer himself”, I squirted unknowingly.
To his surprise, “What did you say, Audrey?”
“Nothing!”
I gracefully walked away from Joe as if it was nothing.
“You need to fix your big mouth Audrey,” I warned myself.
I went to the bar counter and asked Kevin for a drink, “Scotch, keep it clean".
“Rough night, huh?" he started a conversation, "What does the goon want from you?” he asked while preparing my drinks.
He is one of my good friends here at the bar. Handsome. Tall. Has Biceps.
So I answered in distress, “The devil wants my service again,” and I took the shot.
“Good luck, girl!” Ken laughed because he wanted to tease me whenever he got a chance.
I signaled him for two more drinks. "You'll have your day. Mark my word", I snickered and chugged the shots to boost my strength.
****
I stood in front of the big door and it automatically opened.
I stepped in without hesitation, like a prey facing her death sentence.
I put on my jolly face and excitedly greeted him, "You look good tonight. Do you need anything?"
His face lit up and extended his arms wide open, wanting me to come closer to him, "I just missed my favorite girl."
So I sat on his lap and led him on. I whispered, "Can't you let your favorite girl go just for tonight? Your business partner just finished with me and I think I had enough for tonight".
But those words ultimately put a dark face on him. So he forcefully grabbed my left arm, hard enough to feel the pressure.
"don't push your luck, Audrey," I mocked myself. His gesture was enough for me to understand. He need not answer at all.
I think I will never be able to achieve my freedom from this horrible reality, from this devil man.
I humbled myself and asked for forgiveness, "I-I’m sorry, B…east. don't mind what I said!" with a trembling voice.
I didn't even know if I could still do this job. I tried to escape so many times but I found myself coming back to him over and over again.
I'm tired of running away; I guess I just have to accept the fact that this is where I belong. This is my life, now and forever. Not until…
Lost on my own,
"Hey," he tapped me on my shoulder then removed my tops and impatiently tore my undergarment, “You are not listening, Audrey!”
"Huh?" I was in deep thought so I didn’t catch the last sentence he said.
"I said, how's Torres? Did you finally meet him?" he interrogated while reaching for the bourbon in his favorite glass.
"Yeah? I guess.", I give him a short answer unsure of what to say.
"That's it? I gave you money bribing those people and all you had to say is 'I guess'?" his voice slightly raised. It resonated inside this heavy-walled room.
"Well, he is a hard case. He is a very cautious man,” hearing his name, my body got excited and my mouth started babbling about Torres.
Beast seemed mad as he listened to my bickering, "Didn't you know he was good at disguising? And, even our men had limited information about him. Although, I asked someone to have a thorough background."
He frowned, it was obvious he was not happy with my report, "What do you mean? So, you didn't meet him?"
I stopped and carefully thought about what to say next, "Well, no!"
Beast pounded the bedside table so I quickly rebut, "What I mean is, I don't know if it's truly him. As I said, he disguised himself a lot and even the one guarding their building was clueless about the real him. All he knows is his apartment unit."
I lied to his face. Yes, even though I knew I already met the real deal, somehow I wanted to have leverage over Beast. Or, maybe, I just don't want to see this hot man bump into my evil boss.
At last, I was able to calm him down. His face now seemed lighter. His hands began to move, So, what's your plan? Why did you buy another apartment unit?"
He was watching my every move. There was no reason to keep this one a secret.
"Here's what I think," I kept talking while he continued playing with my nipples, making them hard.
"Hmm", I let out a moan and tried to speak again, "I plan to watch him closely and investigate more, so I can find out who he really is and we also have a chance to strike their business", I did my best to persuade him.
Squeezing my nipple and then sucking them, he inquired, "And how are you planning to do that?"
While I explained things he caressed me. He rubbed his beard on my shoulder and blew his breath behind my ears causing me to moan. I struggled to answer trying to control my reactions from what he was doing, "Th... it's why I bought the apart...ment, I wa...nt to go to that apartment eve...ry Mon...day and Tues...day. I will sco...ut their move and I'll try to get clo...se to his me--"
I hadn't finished my sentence yet when he stopped the foreplay.
The next thing I knew, I was pinned to the bed with his two strong arms. His whole weight was on top of me.
Then he jealously remarked "Enough of him!"
He climbed down the bed, spread my legs, and breathed to my being.
I surrendered myself like a slave to its owner.
I was, in fact, his sex slave.
Whenever he does his things, there is no sign of struggle coming from me. I closed my eyes and thought, “How ironic the way he made me enjoy this!”
He pulled me closer, grabbed my hair to expose my neck, and kissed it. He arched my back and pulled my waist even closer to him. He continued caressing me with his hungry kisses. Then he bit my ear so I let out a groan but he didn't give a damn about it.