▪︎\\Prologue

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VANESSA COLLINS



"The boss wants to see you."

I looked up at Romario, he wore a smirk as left the room.

The other girls were looking at me but the most concerned was Alexa, who had in fact introduced me to this kind of work. I glanced in the mirror once more before getting up and leaving the girls lounge area.

My heels clicked on the floor as I made my way down the long hall and stopped at my boss Zed's office door. I knocked and waited until I hear his approval for me to enter. He was seated around his desk one finger in his teeth while his other hand was on his lap.

"You know why I called you in here?" he asked looking at me.

His voice was rough and always gave me the chills. I shook my head as a smirk formed on his lips. My hands played with the hem of my mesh thigh high stockings.

Two years ago I was no one, I had no money, no family, nothing. That was until Alexa and I met. She told me of the work she did and that she was earning so much money. After our conversation, she told me that she would talk to her boss to let me in the business.

I was accepted but not before I did some unspeakable things that I never imagined myself doing. I lost my virginity to a fifty year old man who's only sexual fantasy was pushing his fingers into a woman's mouth.

After that, well, I became a stripper and started working. I haven't slept with many men but I dance every night. The girls and I became very close and then everything flowed from there. I made my money but then I didn't really need it because Zed provided me with everything that I needed.

I was brought back from my thoughts by a shuffling sound. Zed had stood up and was walking over to me. I met him halfway and he wrapped his arms around my slim waist. His grip was firm as he smirked at me.

"You've been working really hard and I've decided to give you a promotion," he whispered in my ear before letting me go.

He turned and walked back to his desk. I stood there confused as he just sat down and stared at me.

"Harris wants a special day with you tomorow," was his next unexpected words.

My body froze at what he said. I couldn't believe my ears. I got somewhat angry when he chuckled.

"That's your promotion. Harris will come to pick you up tomorrow. Make sure you give him the best time ever. Don't disappoint me, he payed some good money," he stated not once breaking eye contact with me.

He smirked widely before pointing towards the door. I looked at him for the longest before walking out and slamming the door.

I ran a hand through my hair. I don't want to be sold to that fat, bald man. The things I've heard about him and what he does to girls are nothing but terrifying.

If I couldn't withstand the torture he does to girls, I will surely die. A few girls were taken from here to him and only one returned at that time. He has a sadistic way of getting pleasure from women and I hated it. From what I knew, he ties up women and whip them. He got pleasure from seeing them in pain and I knew that wasn't just a kink. He was just crazy and sadistic.

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