Strip club

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I wake and look at the time. It's 3pm I sigh and get out of bed,my knees and hands still hurting reminding me that in fact yesterday was not a fragment of my imagination.
I grab myself some pop tarts and lord are they heavenly.

After a few hours of lazing around I finally decide I need to get ready for work. It's 7 pm right now so I have just under an hour to get ready. I have a quick bath making sure I'm shaved in all the right places. I dry myself and walk into my room. I place my skimpiest red outfit on and put my 6 inch thick fake diamond heels on. I let my honey brown hair flow freely against my waist. I don't really want to go into work today but I don't have a choice it's either get the money or become homeless. I put jeans and a shirt over and grab a coat knowing full well I'll be freezing walking home tonight.

I'll have to cover my cuts up when I get there that's normally where I do my makeup.

After about fifteen minutes of walking I reach my destination. I walk in nodding at the bouncers. I walk in the back room and go over to my locker stripping down and putting all my clothes in. I grab my make up and start with my cuts,luckily tonight's lights were so it's be hard to tell. Each night the strip club would change lights so that would depend on our outfits a lot. I was close with the owner and a few girls here,them being in similar situations as me.

After doing my makeup everywhere required I walk out and begin my sultry walk over and grab different men's attention.

After a couple hours of working I was drained but I still had to go on stage on and go on the pole that was in the middle of it. I made my way up the music a steady beat.

I was quite a vixen when it came to this. I let my body move on it's own accord.I sway my hips seductively and the men begin throwing money at me. Unfortunately,it was time for me to use the pole and I knew for a fact it was going to hurt like a bitch.
I put on my most devilish look and grind against the pole look at the men and the hungry lustful looks that fill the room.
On the pole I hold myself upside down with my arms and spread my legs. I hear cheers knowing the horny men are enjoying the view. I come down spinning around the pole still allowing the music to consume me. I look up from the hungry gazes and at the back of the room I meet the familiar gaze I saw last night. Once again I drain of an colour,but I can't let show stop. I grind against the pole never once breaking eye contact. I didn't dare in case he moved. Why the hell was he here? He's never come before I wouldn't known if he'd had.

After grabbing my money,had to make it sexy of course I got of the stage went backstage and out my earnings away. I made about 600 not too bad but I wish it was enough.
"Grace someone wants a private dance with you"
I stare at Jessica she fairly average but she is a sweetheart.
"What I don't know not after last time"
"They're paying 10k for half an hour"
My jaw drops. I could pay off so much for that and could probably buy myself some new clothes.

I nod at her and she tells me what room the lustful man is in.
I walk in swaying my hips about to put on a sultry voice when I look up and meet his eyes. I instantly want to turn around but I know for the greater good that this will pay a heap of the debt off. I sigh and walk closer.
"We meet again" he says never breaking eye contact
What the fuck is wrong with him?
I get into his lap and I immediately feel him tense, his hands grip my thighs hard I'd complain about him touching me but I know he's dangerous and is laying a lot of money.
After giving him a lap dance and feeling his huge hard bulge underneath me which made me feel disgusting time was up.
I begin to walk out ready to go home and eat nothing but pizza and chicken nuggets.
"Wait" his voice came out loud and domineering
I turn and look at him
"What was it not good enough for you? I'm sure there's someone more willing than me" I shrug my shoulders at him
"I want to talk to you"
"No" I say instantly
"I'll pay another 10k"
The resolve I had moments ago was slipping away. I nod my head at him and sit down opposite of him trying to conceal some of myself. Hold what dignity I had left.
"You interest me" he says whilst lighting a cigarette.
I say mmm in response to him not really wanting to be here for much longer.
"Grace" I look up at him instantly,my name sounded angelic rolling off his tongue. What the hell is wrong with me.
"Yes"
"I want you to work for me"
"No"
"I can pay you well,lessening your fathers gambling debt" I tense up instantly and I feel myself stiffen
"What the fuck do you know about my father" I spit at him.yes my father left me In his debt but he showed me the world and how wonderful life can be my child hood was amazing because of him.
"I know a lot more than you think darling" he says whilst look up at me blowing his smoke into room. Not at all does he show any form of lying to me.
"Fuck you" I say my words with venom.
I get up and walk out of the room he can fuck his money and fuck Jim self the psychopath.
I grab my things get changed and start walking out the club.
He's standing by the oh so familiar suv.
"Grace come with me"
I continue to walk ignoring him, pretending that he doesn't exist.
"Grace" his voice sounds more warning but I continue to walk.
I hear a cock and I begin to walk faster. There was no one around so if he wanted to kill me east he could. Would be easier with a silenced I once again think to myself.
I hear footsteps behind me that are close how the hell did he get behind me so fast?
"Grace fucking come to me now or I swear to god I will shoot you" his voice shakes my core.
I turn around and see his gun is pointed towards me. I walk close to him with slow and steady steps.
I grab his gun and I hold it between my eyes. I stare at him.
"If you want to shoot me so badly do it" my voice is earily calm and his demeanour changes. He looks at me bewildered.
Suddenly I'm grabbed from both sides and shoved into his suv. He can suck my big hairy balls.
He sits across from me, eyeing me.
"You put quite a show on,I must say I feel a little jealous that all those men get to see you half naked" I cringe to myself. Ew.
He laughs at my reaction.
" I was being serious Grace I want you to work for me you will be able to pay off the debt"
I still remember how I argued with him earlier.
"My answer hasn't changed you psychopath"
After sitting in silence we came to a stop in front of a beautiful mansion that was probably four stories high. I and no idea what this place was, I turn to look at the psychopath sitting in front of me.
"Why are we here?"
"Because I want to show you something"
I give him a questioning look. I don't wanna be here, I don't wanna be anywhere near him but I get the feeling that he won't leave me alone so easily. Especially not after I witnessed him killing someone.

He gets out pulling me along with him. We walk in the gorgeous mansion and a foyer waits. The chandelier that hangs from the ceiling glistens and twinkles in the light.
"Ah there you are" he says whilst looking at the psychopath next to me. He turns and faces me "and you've brought a pretty girl to" he walks over to me grabs my hand and places a kiss on the back of it.
I look at him giving a small smile. What the hell is going on.
"I'm Mason and you've already met Xander"
Oh so the psychopath has a name and a friend.
" Mason go away I need to show her something"
"Oh my god you're showing her your dick aren't you" he keels over laughing and I cringe.
"Fuck off now before I make you" Xanders voice sounded deadly serious.
" don't get your knickers in a twist sweetheart it's called a joke"
Mason walks off into some room, leaving me alone with him. This place is beautiful but I just wanna run from it.
Once again he grabs my arm and drags me into some dark room.
We sit down on some chairs. This is definitely where I die.
" like I said before Grace I want you to work for me, there is no reason not to it's a win win really" he lights up a cigarette,he really needs stop that.
The dim lighting makes him look menacing as he stares me down.
" I don't know what you don't understand, I already said I don't wanna work with you. I don't care about the money, what I do care about is that you're fucking crazy and I want no part of it"
He looks at me not saying anything at my little outburst.
I getup and begin to walk out the room. He soon follows suit. "I want to go home" I practically shout at him. He simply hums in response.

I get out the suv I made him drop me off a few blocks away from my house, I needed to clear my head. I had no idea where my life was headed.

A/N this part mentions sexual abuse/ rape so please skip past until you see *****



Suddenly I feel someone grab me from behind. They grab my mouth with their hand making sure I can't scream and protest. I feel a cold barrel on my forehead I see another man comes closer. He looks to be in his fifties. He rips my coat off me knowing full well what he's about to do.
My eyes brim with tears but I refuse to them see how scared I am.
He rips my top off me showing my stripper top. The other guy trails his gun down my breast his eyes filled with lust. I feel sick. The older man shoves me against the wall and starts to grope my breasts. I hit him relentlessly and look around to see if anyone can help me.
God my life is a pure shit show.
The man with the gun is still pointing it towards me.
I can't escape.
I'm going to be raped.
I let a sob escape my lips as I thrash around him. He pulls my jeans down and puts his hands down my pants. His fingers sliding in me. He starts to rub himself on me.
" god baby you're so wet over me" he whispers on my ear.
Someone please help me, I plead to myself.

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I hear gun shots and the man that was holding the gun was lying in a pool of his own blood.
Another bang goes off and I shut my eyes. The man who was touching me, I feel his body slide to the floor. He hits the ground with a heavy thud.
I open my eyes and see the piercing blue ones looking at me.
I begin to cry relentlessly and drop the floor not caring there's a dead body in front of me.
What the fuck.

A/N hello lovelies don't forget to vote and comment it would mean the world!
What's everyone thoughts on Xander
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