MALAYINA
May 8th 2018I arrive at the club with two minutes to spare, I know Chad's gonna be pissed if he catches me being late again. I need this job! I need to earn enough money to skip town and never look back. Clubrooms were the only place that hired me on the spot, being a sex worker was not on my list of fantasy jobs. But you know how the saying goes... "Beggars can't be choosers."And I didn't have the luxury of choosing. You see, Four years ago, I stole a car. I stole a car to get away from my abusive father. The problem's not why I stole the car, but whose car I stole. At fourteen years of age, I didn't have any sense of street smart whatsoever.Fuck..I'm still confused to this day as, to why the keys were left in the damn car.Let me take you back to the beginning. . So you know why I suck dick for a living. My father came home drunk, after another wasteful day looking for work. Even I knew it was pointless, no one was gonna hire the town's drunk. "Where's my breakfast brat!" He slurred, burping. "It's One in the afternoon." I looked at him confused. "What did you say to me?" He stumbled towards me at the kitchen sink. "Nothing Sir." I quickly replied."You ungrateful brat!" He yelled as he struck me across the face. "Daddy please no!" I cried out as I fell to the ground. My father bent down and dragged me up by the roots of my hair. I cried out in pain, scratching at his hands. His hands fell from my head and tore the shoulder of my dress off. "You're a spitting image of your mother in that dress." He sneered as he unbuckled his belt, pulling it out from his jeans.I knew what was coming and I fucking hated it every time. He would beat me with the belt, then stand over me wanking himself to climax. He'd tell me how naughty I've been and how horrible it would make him feel afterwards. But he never called me by name. The drunken bastard would always call me by my mother's name, Lara. No wonder why she took off Eight years ago.She could've taken me with her though.Scrambling to my feet, I take off running. I run as fast as my feet will take me down the street. I notice a sleek white BMW. The windows are down and the keys are still in the ignition. It was like the Gods had given me my one opportunity to get away and I wasn't gonna waste it. Getting in the car, I drive off with the tyres screeching across the gravelled pavement. I manage to get two blocks away when a black SUV cuts me off on a one-lane street. The drivers' door opens and a big burly man hops out. He stands there staring at me, clicking his knuckles, intimidating me.I swear to the gods... I felt my bones break with each knuckle he clicked. When he was done abusing his hands, he walked around and opened the passengers' backseat door. Another man slides out. But this man wasn't big and burley. Nor did he look as scary as his mate. No, he was well dressed and his body looked lean and mean full of muscle.We'll call the scary guy 'Mini Hulk' yeah?He stood at his car talking to 'Mini Hulk', His head turning towards me every few seconds. Fear creeps up my back and my hands grip the steering wheel for dear life, my knuckles turning white. I panic and fucking put my foot down on the accelerator, lurching forward.Now keep in mind I'd never actually sat in the driver's seat before.I mean shit...Up until a couple of days ago. I thought D- was for Daytime driving, N- for Nighttime driving and R- was for robot mode. Yeah, my dad was a real piece of shit. Hence, the reason why I'm in this position right now. The car lurches forward and I drive straight towards the SUV, the men dive to the ground, making it out of harm's way by the skin of their teeth. The car collides into the SUV making a loud crunching sound. White smoke rises from the bonnet, the cars revving and the tyres are spinning like mad. The door jerks open and I find myself face to face with 'Mini Hulk' "You crazy bitch!" He growls.Taking the keys from the ignition, he pulls out a hunter's knife and starts cutting through the seatbelt. When he's done, he firmly wraps his fingers around my bicep and yanks me roughly from the car. "Owwwww..." I whimper. He doesn't care that he's causing me pain, he continues to pull me along with him until I'm standing in front of the other man.The man removes his dark shades and I'm greeted with the brightest emerald green eyes I've ever seen. His face was exquisite, the most beautiful face I'd ever laid eyes on. "What's your name?" He said gruffly, with a sexy accent."Malayina" I muttered. "What the fuck were you doing in MY car MALAYINA?" His eyes roam over my body. "I'm sorry... I..I. Didn't know it was yours." I cry out, stuttering. "I SAID... WHAT. THE. FUCK. were you doing in MY car!" He bellows out. "I was trying to get away from my father." On autopilot, my hand lifts and touches the fresh split lip my father graciously gave me. When the man's eyes land on my lips, then on my torn white dress. His eyes narrow and he exhales loudly. "What am I going to do with you?" He ran his fingers through his hair with frustration."I will pay you back," I tell him. He laughs, the fucker threw his head back and fucking laughs at me. 'You!" He chuckles "You're like what, Twelve?""FOURTEEN, asshole." I sneer interrupting him.His laugh seizes and he takes a step toward me. I struggle against the 'Mini Hulks' hold and try to step back, keeping the distance between us. "Do you know who I am, LITTLE GIRL?" His hand reaches out and he wipes my bloodstained lip, with the pad of his thumb. I hiss with pain. "You're an asshole." I look him square in the eye. "No, princess. My name's Amar Diamandis. He says proudly, arching a single brow. "Doesn't sound like asshole to me." I smile at him."Owwww... " 'Mini Hulk' shakes the near life out of me."You're free to go." He nods at his sidekick. "I'm free?" I rub my arm, where 'Mini Hulk's hand once occupied. "Nai Mikros" A smile plays on his lips. "What does that mean?""Yes, little one. In Greek." He slides his shades back on and turns to leave."Wait!" I yell out. "How do I pay you back?" He stops. "When's your birthday?" He asks with his back still facing me. "May the eighth." I blurt out. "You have till your eighteenth birthday to pay me back." His head turns to the side. "Okay... How do I find you?" I ask anxiously."I will find you, Mikros." I stood next to the wrecked cars and watched them walk away. Thanking the gods for a second chance at life. Even if I do have to suck dick to pay back a Greek God. So you see why I need this job so damn much?I rush to the back, where our changing rooms are with our outfits. Only Maddie's there. "Girl... You're late!" She says tittering. "You know Chads gonna fire your ass if he catches you." She applies a thick coat of clear gloss to her plump lips."I know, I know..." I sigh getting undressed. "The bus was late, then my hop card wouldn't work, and to top things off I forgot my purse at home and had to run here."I know you're only sucking dick, till you're eighteenth birthday and all.." She pops her gum. "But, shit... It must be some good fucking head if Chads kept you around this long. I've seen girls leave, for a lot less." She pops her gum again and walks out. Maddie's our brown sugar here at the Clubrooms. She's one of our most requested girls. That's because she does it all, her and Layla. I don't know how they come here, strutting their shit around like they're something special. "YINA!" Chad yells out.Shit... He usually calls me Mal. He says he hates using the name I give to our clients and I've noticed lately he only ever calls me Yina when I'm in the shit. "YINA!" He pounds on the door."Yes, boss?" I call out, slipping my foot through my red heel."Get your fat ass out here." I quickly rush towards the door and open it."What's the hold-up?" He looks at his wristwatch."No, hold up boss." I smile at him."You're the first client is waiting. You better hope his balls haven't shrivelled up and his dick hasn't fallen off." He glares at me."Yes, Boss," I say, ducking my head trying not to burst out laughing as I walk past him. I take a few steady, deep breaths and open the door. My fingers find the light dial and I turn it, dimming the room of its white light. Most of our clients don't Like to be seen. So Chad has us dimming the room until they say otherwise. I walk towards the other figure in the room, his Cologne invades my senses. He smells expensive, which is odd. Because the expensive types are usually Maddie and Layla's guys. "Hi, My name's YINA." I close my eyes and bow, getting down on my knees. "I am here for your pleasure." I recite our given lines from Chad. There's a moment of silence and I wonder if or when he's going to command me to take his pants off. "Happy Birthday Mikros." He purrs. "Time to pay up." Amusement laces his words.I snap my head up, opening my eyes and they fall on the brightest emerald green eyes I've seen once before."Amar.." I whisper.MALAYINA May 8th 2018 "You remember mikros?" His voice is low and steady. Keeping my head bowed. "Yes, I remember." I sigh. I just didn't think he would find me. Not today on my actual birthday anyway. Chad thinks my birthday's in September. A little white lie I wrote down on his payroll information booklet. I mean shit... When the guy tells you once you are legal, you're for the taking. So I decided to buy myself a couple more months with the hopes of skipping town again. "How did you find me?" I ask curiously. "It wasn't hard at all." He says, offering me his hand. I accept it and stand. I walk over to the dial on the wall and lighten the room. His eyes trail down my body, feasting on my white baby doll dress, leaving little to nil for his imagination. "Cute." He says approvingly, winking at me. I cover myself with my arms, turning towards the door, and reachi
CHADMay 8th 2018"Fuck yeah." I groan with pleasure.I look down and admire the plump red coated lips wrapped around my cock, sucking the dear life out of me.I run my fingers through her dirty blonde hair and pump into her faster. "Suck me, dry baby."I throw my head back, closing my eyes, trying my hardest not to bust my nut in her mouth. I plan on finishing deep inside her tight little ass. Lisa's gorgeous face pops in my head and the need to cum consumes me. I pull it out of her mouth with a loud pop leaving her lips, she looks up at me with her puppy dog eyes, batting the shit out her dusty ass fake lashes. I help her to her feet, spin her around, and bend her over my desk. Lifting her skirt, I spit on my finger and insert it right into her ring of glory. She meows with pleasure."You like that, baby?" I thrust faster."Fuck yes!" She spreads her legs further apart. "Fuck me, I'm ready." She begs.I slap her ass, admiring the sli
CADDIE May 8th 2018 I lean up against the brick wall on the side of the club. Puffing away on a nicotine stick, inhaling my life away. Not that you can call it much of a life. I work at clubrooms three days a week, pulling fifteen-hour shifts to make up the forty-five hour full-time requirements I have in place, to keep my son, Jaxson. He's a sweet little boy, who unfortunately is a spitting image of his cunt of a father. I bring my hand up to my breast and cup it. Damn it! I'm gonna need to go to the changing rooms and quickly hand express my fully engorged breasts. I take one last drag of my smoke, savouring the hit I get from it, slowly releasing it from my lungs. I flick it to the ground and use the tip of my heel to put it out. I bend down, picking it up and a marked patrol car pulls up in front of me. I sigh with pure annoyance. I look up and it's the cunt himself, sitting in his patrol car looking as smug as the day he exited his mothers
CADDIEMay 8th 2018"Rise, mama." A mature voice says softly.I rise and stand in front of the man, my head held high, and breasts thrust forward."What does my baby want." I purr."Baby wants mama to bounce on his fat dick as she feeds him, and makes baby cum hard and fast." His voice is filled with excitement. I slowly peel the spaghetti straps off my lace bodysuit, exposing my heavy breasts. The room vibrates with a satisfying growl of approval."Baby wants to touch mamas tits." His voice is full of need."Strip for mama and sit on the chair in the naughty corner," I say seductively.I hear the light jingle of his belt, the zip being pulled down, and his pants hitting the floor. The guy was so eager he didn't bother taking his shoes off, so he scuffles towards the chair with his pants dragging along the carpet. He sits down, spreads his legs, and starts to stroke himself, slowly gliding his hand up an
LAYLAMay 8th 2018I'm sitting in my car, facing the club, drowning my lungs with a few shots of whisky. I raise the bottle and make a toast."Cheers to the endless supply of willys, ya torturous troll." There's a slight slur to my words.I look down at the photo sitting on the passengers' seat. The girl staring back at me with the twinkle in her eye is no more. The bastard with his arms wrapped around her is now six feet under."Cheers to you Ryder, you lousy ride." I pour some of the whisky outside my open window, continuing to look at the picture, with my bottom lip trembling.I refuse to cry over the asshole, he's had enough of my tears, and quite frankly he doesn't deserve them.But I tell you what.That greedy son of a bitch deserves to rot in his grave and burn in hell. My hand releases the whisky bottle, it hits the concrete ground with a loud thud before it sends shards of glass shattering everywhere. I screa
LAYLAMay 8th 2018I look into my rearview mirror and wipe my mascara stained face. I have fifteen minutes to kill before my shift starts. I lean back in my seat and watch as a tall man in a suit leaves the club. He walks to the big black SUV parked up, the driver gets out and opens the passenger backseat door for him, his passenger slides in and he closes the door behind him and hops back in the driver's seat. The vehicle remains stationary for a moment or two before the engine roars to life and starts to roll.Movement in the corner of my eye catches my attention, Caddies standing outside poking the fingers to the building's sign.I continue to watch her with a... What-the-fuck-you-up-to-look on my face.She spins around and,"OH SHIT!"The black SUV hits her.I burst out laughing. I don't mean to but, shit... She was on a mission when she walked out that door and I don't think getting hit was part
LISAMay 8th 2018I crash through the changing room door, on the verge of bringing up last nights dinner. I hate that I'm too shy to tell Chad I'm not okay with him asking me for kisses. But I feel like it's expected of me because I work here, I'm not like the other girls. I don't sleep with the clients, I only deal with the girls. I'm the one they come to see when they require new outfits, toys, supplies, etc. You could say I run the house and I think that's why Chad tries to play'Mummy and Daddies' with me. I think I'd rather curl over and die first.I've tried to explain to him that I'm not interested. I'm just not into men, I'm purely into women. The fact that I slightly feel repulsed by him plays a major factor in it as well. But It's not like I haven't been with a man before because I have on numerous occasions. But the D just isn't for me, They're the ugliest things my eyes have ever had the opportunity to greet. I love my job and I love the girls
MADDIEMay 8th 2018I'm kneeling in front of a middle-aged man sucking his dick wearing nothing but a thong. He's asked for the room to be fully lit with its white light."You have the most beautiful brown skin I have ever seen." He told me like I was a rare breed.I mean yeah, sure. I'm the only dark-skinned girl here and I love that for me. It means I get to have a group of men for myself who want some chocolate loving and only I can offer them that.Anyway so...I applied at Clubrooms because I'm a big fan of sex, I love being fucked! But it's men like this twit who have me questioning my sanity and wondering what the fuck am I up to? Sure, I love feeling like a sex goddess driving the men crazy and yes the money is outstanding. If I wanted to I could own my house in a year. But I'm twenty-two years of age and nobody ain't got time to adult right now. I love to party and sometimes I tend to party too hard snorting a few white lines wi