Pimpology Novelas e Histórias

I forced myself to ignore Leo's disgusting guilt. The after-party was in the penthouse suite. The alcohol made the air feel dangerous and raw. "Let's play a game!" Marco, a young heir from another family, shouted. "Vodka Roulette!" Everyone gathered around. "Simple rules," Marco said, holding up a bottle of vodka. "We spin the wheel. Whoever it lands on has to do a dare. Refuse, you down a full glass." The wheel started spinning.

“Bullshit. You don’t know shit about me.” I leaned down, bracing one hand beside his head. Up close he smelled like espresso and cheap cologne, skin flushed. “I know you let men fuck you in the alley behind the club for two hundred bucks a pop. I’ve seen the videos my guys pulled from the security cams.Last Tuesday, some fat accountant bent you over the dumpster, came in under thirty seconds. Wednesday, two college kids took turns in your mouth while you jerked yourself off. You moan like a whore when you’re getting used. So tell me, pretty boy… why the fuck did you turn me down tonight when I could buy you for life?”

‘I wonder if I’ll ever be able to get back to that place. ‘Alright, bitches! Line up. It’s showtime. Rock those asses!’ The pimp spanks a she-wolf in the front row. She bursts into giggles and twirls a fake strand of hair in between her fake nails. ‘For the newbies sake, I’ll recite the fucking clauses again. Listen up attentively. I won’t repeat it again.’ He clears his throat before speaking aloud in what he might presume to be an authoritative voice. ‘Twenty-five percent of the night charges are owned by Khanum. The gifts and tips are exclusively yours. If you break, steal or perform any act in the restrictive list; you’ll be bearing consequences including a baby bump after a mindless bar

Running from Alexi will be so much worse. Rick was a small-time pimp with a violent personality and paedophilia tendencies. He hated to lose, but he never had the means to find me or the cash to follow me. Alexi has both, and the power to do so much more. I won’t just be running from some evil narcissist with a bad temper and a hate at being fucked over by a little girl.

Looking not like a businessman, but a little boy. “I was in the sexual category. I was given pills, at first, they weren’t strong enough for me to be really affected, but the people up the dosages, my senses would be thrown off and I could barely focus on anything else. They would send in a girl and at first, I could fight my urges, but the more they upped my dosages the more control I lost. The girls they would send it wouldn’t stand a chance against me, I would force myself on them, I was so eager and desperate to satisfy my need, that the girl would have to pay the ultimate price at the end. They would drag the girl’s lifeless body out and send in a new one. I wanted to control myself, bu

I sat back in the tub. “Let’s stop talking about him.” He massaged my shoulders. “You should relax, sweetheart.” “I have a question.” “Yeah, what’s your question?” “Are you a pimp?” “Well, that was unexpected. I mean, I would classify myself as a pimp. The word has a bad, uhm, what do the Americanos say, a uhm, bad vibe to it. I would say I’m a world-class lady seller.” “Do you have sex with the women?”

Maybe her pimp did not allow her to have any serious relationship. "Ever had a boyfriend before?" I asked her, and she shook her head. It broke my heart. Someone as delicate and beautiful as Olivia had the right to feel love and be loved. The pimp must have gotten her at a young age and thrown her into the trade. She probably has never been touched gently with love before. No one had ever made love to her. There was no way she would value sex as an expression of love. She deserved better. I hoped she would find someone to change that perspective for her one day.

"Wait... Do you want to cajole my father? —He started laughing at me —Stop being stupid, my father hates ugly and tasteless girls and you are. I couldn't believe that Lucas called me that way, he humiliated me and that hurt me because he said it so loudly that Erika was also making fun of me. —So I'm ugly and tasteless? —I swear this won't stay like this Lucas. And since you wanted to know the name of the person who took my virginity, I'll tell you. Victor Santoro —Lucas' face completely uncracks and he laughs at me again —He even came to my room last night to pick me up to give me a job, actually it's an excuse I'll use because he's a stud that I want him to fuck me every day.

She didn't speak and my hands itched with the killing intent that was beginning to rise within me. Sawyer Graham, SCU picciotti ten years ago. He joined out of obligation when his brother Ashton Graham died. My investigations showed me that he specializes in prostitution, is a pimp, and runs a gambling ring out of his house. He has problems with alcohol, he is quite friendly, according to what I investigated. Who now kisses her niece's neck and she doesn't say anything. "I missed you so much, sweetie" both hands run over her buttocks and she squeezes them making my teeth gnash.

All of them already entered with that air that they did not ask for respect and did not wait for him. I never knew who was the pimp behind offering them, but I felt an absurd desire to go after the man and kill him, to be arrested for a real crime that would compensate. The women never talked to us, they never gave indications that they did not like that life, but it could be seen in their eyes, in their expressions. It was pure disgust that they had of all of us.