LISA'S POVToy… That was something I hadn't heard before. I would have appreciated the word 'pet', it could be considered as the cute and subtle version of 'Toy'. But he had said, "Toy."What was this feeling that pierced me deeply like a fork and twisted my guts? Was it hope that I expected something more or disappointment that I was something less? He had proven time and time again that he was different from all the others I had met but the words he spoke tonight and the crazy overjoyed look on his face made me certain of one thing.He was just like all the others; expecting you to wag your tail and dance to their tune for a little money. In his case, it wasn't 'a little' money.As we got out of the hotel with the ointment for my bruise in my tight grip. I stole glances at him since I walked behind him. He rubbed his neck every now and then, and raked his fingers through his dark hair from behind.This man saw me as nothing more than a toy. Not even something worthy of being alive

LISA'S POVI had never been so nervous in all my life except the time when I just recently got recruited by Madam Alex. I was still a novice so it was only natural that I was anxious about dancing or stripping for a lot of people. Since I was still seventeen then, Madam Alex decided to be a responsible person- he only let me wait tables, refusing to let me do anything else.Even though I took dance lessons every morning. But once I crossed eighteen, he welcomed me into the 'Adult section' by being my first customer. I danced till daybreak.Sometimes he was such a devil but I had come to know him as my saving grace.I straddled Richard on the couch and picked up his hands to place them around my waist. His hesitation to touch me only made my nipples harder and my nervousness sky-rocketed.What was his deal? "I remember you kissing me the first night we met," I rocked my hips slowly back and forth on his thigh. "So what was all that talk about not enjoying a kiss?" He was contradicting