LOGIN“Fuuuck—ahh!” I gasped, my voice cracking. “That’s it,” he groaned, one hand gripping my hip hard enough to bruise. “Tight little pussy taking my cock so greedily. You were made for this, weren’t you?” *** On campus, she is that timid nerd nobody notices, Oversized hoodies, black-rimmed glasses, quiet enough to fade into the background. Even when facing the notoriously strict Professor Elliott, she would only lower her head, and mutter incorrect phrases. But at night, she became the most intoxicating dancer in the club. She wrapped herself around the pole, bent low, whining her hips, each movement drove men below into a frenzy. Bills were stuffed into the strap around her thigh, eyes couldn’t help but notice her. To cover her mother’s medical bills and to escape poverty, she takes a private party offering an equally obscene payout. The light swept across his face— *** “Don't fight it. I am going to pay you ten times what they pay you here for the rest of the night,” he said with a low voice “If you let me fuck you.” Ten times. *** She knew it was wrong. This was her professor. Her best friend's uncle. The man whose house she’d visited years ago when they were trying to get into UAC. She wasn’t going to do this, never, besides, money couldn't buy her dignity, or could it?
View MoreNancy's POV I walked home directly after leaving his office. I had enough money for a cab, but I needed the walk after what had just happened. It was a long walk from the faculty building, but I didn't really care.The whole walk back, I kept replaying it in my head. How Pamela's mother had just barged in, standing in that doorway as she looked at us like this wasn't the first time she was seeing this. And Elliot, who was standing beside me, just casually reached for his glass of water as if nothing had happened.I had waited for him to say something. One sentence would have been enough. But he hadn't. He said nothing. I didn't need him to claim me or anything... but still. I shoved my hands deeper into my pockets and walked faster.The thing was, I had known better. I had known from the beginning. The first night, in that hotel room, I had known that I was just a thing for his pleasure. He had handed me cash from the bed, and I had cleaned myself up and left with money that paid for
Nancy's POV We stepped into Elliot’s office about an hour before our class. Pamela rubbed both her palms together like a fly pitching for good food. But for me, I wanted an explanation.I found the door was already locked from the inside, so I knocked softly, just once. The lock clicked open right away. Great; Pamela had already announced our coming. I rolled my eyes at her before stepping in first.Elliot was in a good mood today. I could tell the moment I saw his face. His eyes were brighter than usual, the corners of his mouth turned up in a half-smile. How could I not notice this smile; the one from the club?“Good. Good. Good girl. Pamela honey, you’ve done a great job. A deal is a deal.” Even though he was serious with his praises, I still saw the cunning man that he was.“Thank you, Uncle… I should leave now…” she chirped. It was clear they were both planning my demise, and I would handle Pamela later. I immediately heard the locks clack from Pamela’s exit. I crossed my arms.
Nancy’s POV Before the meeting in his office, Pamela walked up to me, looking for an explanation, maybe.“This isn't like you, Nancy. You…‘broke down.’ You barely joke with your studies. What's happening? Wait, is it your mum?”This time, I tried to keep shut, but Pamela was my best friend.“I have a better job. It fetches more money, but takes a lot of time,” I said in a quiet tone.“Bloody hell, another job? With more wages!” She was indeed taken aback, looking around and whispering as if it were a big secret.A laugh escaped my mouth. “In fact, I have been the one taking care of mother’s bills.”Pamela stopped searching and immediately turned to me, her eyes wide. “With rich clients, too? Why didn't you tell me earlier?”I maintained a brief silence, but she continued anyway. “I have a secret too; I have a lover,” she chuckled. “And unlike you, single girl, mine is tall, handsome; for now, he is ‘Mr. Mysterious.’ He knows how to… make me happy.”“Thought you were a nun,” I teased
Nancy's POVThe club was bright and busy. Perfect place to get employed without anyone knowing, the music was loud and light barely showed the faces of people that filled the space, including me. It was an exclusive club, expensive, filled with men that had more money than morals. I told Nathaniel that I worked as a waitress outside campus. Although the lies made me feel guilty every time, but at least it kept him from asking questions I couldn't answer. I was almost done with my set on the side stage when the VIP section lit up. A private party filled with Elite clients. The kind of people that didn’t think before spending, sometimes, they wanted a show and other times, they wanted more.As I danced, moving my hips and arching my back, my fingers ran down my naked breasts, pinching my nipples and faking a gasp every time. The tiny black shorts I wore hugged my ass tightly, leaving almost nothing covered. I hated it but I needed it at the same time. Then, I felt it.Intense eyes, w






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