Chapter 4

Marley’s POV

“Strip,” Jeremy commanded of me when we reached my bedroom. I reached for the hem of my shirt and slowly pulled it over my head. My shaky hands unzipped my pants and I pulled them off. I stood there in my bra and panties while Jeremy sighed impatiently, “hurry up.”

I reached behind to remove my pink bra and then pulled down my matching panties.

“Bend over the bed,” I moved to follow his demand, and I could hear the sound of his zipper going down behind me.

Without any preparation, he slammed into me, and I cried out in pain. Jeremy grabbed my hair harshly and bent my neck backwards towards him, “you like that my hot little slut?”

I whimpered in response, and he took it as a sign to keep going. Jeremy slipped out then thrust forward again. He began to fuck me harshly and I couldn’t keep my cries down. He knew I was embarrassed to be loud in my own home, but he didn’t care.

“Scream my name, Marley,” he rubbed my clit in fast circles, easing some of the pain from his hard pumping and finally making me wet.

“Oh yeah, baby, you’re soaked for me,” he groaned as he reached around and choked me. The sounds of skin slapping echoed in the room, and I was quickly approaching my release.

“Jeremy!” I screamed as he gave a few last thrusts and then finally stilled, filling me with his hot seed.

My eyes widened, “Jeremy! You know I’m not on birth control! You were supposed to pull out!”

“You really expect me to believe that it makes you sick? Come on, get real Marley. A real woman lets her man nut in her. You better get some plan b then. I don’t want you knocked up just yet,” he pulled out of me and pushed me down onto the bed.

“Lick me clean, slut,” he shoved his member in my face, and I tentatively licked his semen along with my juices off his dick.

Jeremy smiled in pleasure and patted my cheek, “good girl.”

I waddled to the attached bathroom to sit on the toilet and try to clean myself up.

“God Marley, you’re such a whore,” I whispered to myself as I flushed the toilet. I looked in the mirror and saw my smeared makeup and mussed hair and cringed at the sight.

When I came out of the bedroom, Jeremy was gone, leaving behind only the scent of his cologne and his release in between my thighs. I sighed as I dressed and made myself presentable. I needed to get to the pharmacy to get the morning after pill and then head into work at the club.

I packed my backpack with my club clothes and grabbed my wallet and phone from the living room as I headed out.

“Bye dad!” I yelled behind me as I exited the house.

I took the short walk to the pharmacy and pulled out a few meager bills to pay for the pill and a bottle of water. I went to the bathroom and opened up the box, taking the pill with the water before disposing of it in the bathroom trash. I closed the metal bin and left the pharmacy to walk to Lou’s, a nightclub on the southside of town. I was one of the dancers and though I didn’t remove my clothes all the way, I was expected to dress a certain way. Jeremy knew I worked at a club, but he never even asked me what I did there.

I usually danced for the lunch crowd which didn’t pay very well but if I wanted to work a later shift with all the money, I was required to remove all my clothes.

The door squeaked as I opened it and entered, greeting Jerry, the bouncer, “hey, Jerry.”

“Hey kiddo, good crowd today,” he called out after me.

I peeked around to the crowd and saw a few regulars and like one man hidden in the shadows, “yeah.”

Dejectedly, I went to the changing room and put on a black bustier along with a short, red skirt and red heels.

I curled my hair and fluffed it up a little before making my entrance onto the stage. A popular pop song began to play, and I puffed out my chest and swayed my hips to the beat.

“Hell yeah, baby, show me those big tits!” One of the regulars shouted. The first time he did it I was horrified but he never does anything besides yell that one liner at the stage.

I spun in a circle and dropped low to the beat before crawling to the edge of the stage with my ass in the air.

A sudden chill ran down my spine and I froze when suddenly, two very large hands lifted me into the air, and I was suddenly thrown over someone’s shoulder.

“What the hell? Let me down!” I pounded on the man’s rock hard back, but he didn’t even flinch.

Sparks flew everywhere our skin touched and I had a feeling I knew who this back belonged to; one of three men.

“Gotta get you outta here,” a gruff voice spoke, revealing the man to be Jake.

“Jake! This is kidnapping!” I shrieked as I flailed around on his shoulder.

“Doll, you’re showing me your ass and though I love the view, this was not the circumstance I was hoping to see it in,” he said calmly, further enraging me.

I growled loudly and I could hear him lightly chuckling at my plight. A large hand came down on my butt, spanking it and startling me.

“Asshole,” I muttered as my body went limp. He rubbed my ass in small circles and I relaxed further.

“Oh,” his fingers were dangerously close to my core, and I felt like molten lava heating up under his touch.

“I can smell your desire, doll. Do you want me to fuck you right now?” He said in a hoarse voice.

Indignation ran through me, and I violently shook my head.

“Too bad,” I could hear the smile in his voice, and I rolled my eyes. Guess Cody isn’t the only pervert of the men. For all I knew, all three of them were perverts.

“Where are you taking me?” I finally asked as I gave up on my escape.

“Here,” he maneuvered me, so I was in his arms bridal style, and he looked into my eyes with his bright blue ones.

After a minute of falling into his gaze, I blinked and looked around to find that we were back outside the gothic mansion.

“How did we get here so fast?” I asked him in confusion.

“Don’t worry about it,” he turned his head from me, and I filed it away as something else that was off about these men.

“Marley!” I heard a joyous Cody call out for me and I turned to look at him.

“She works at a strip club,” Jake told Cody simply.

“It’s just a club! I wasn’t even naked!” I cried out in defense.

Jake smirked, “if you knew what those men were thinking, you’d never step foot in there again. In fact, you won’t work there any longer.”

“I have to work, I have bills to pay,” I told him.

“Work here for us then, you can clean or something,” Cody offered.

“Is five thousand a week too little?” Jake asked.

“A week! Pennies?” I asked.

“No doll, I know, how about ten thousand dollars a week, will you accept?” He asked me.

I looked between these two, waiting for the punch line. When there wasn’t a joking look on either of their faces, I fainted.