Only For The Money

Past

PAST

I laid there as I felt his dirty hands rub greedily over the flesh of my sides. Up and down, Up and down, before he forcefully laid a sloppy kiss on my mouth. I felt him continue to grind his hips and member into me, groaning against my mouth. Before I knew it, we were both undressed and he was making me his own. After he was done he got dressed and threw the bills on the bed, walking out.

I laid there a good twenty minutes after he left. Feeling the guilt, shame and disgust creep in on me at remarkable speeds. Not being able to bear the awful feeling anymore, I got up and headed to the bathroom and hopping in the shower. I turned the water all the way to hot in hopes of washing, burning; away the repulsive touch the man had left on not only my skin, but my dignity.

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All my life I had been told that I had to work for what I was to receive. And even if I did receive something without working for it first, that didn't mean it was free. It meant I owed someone. And one thing I learned from my mother was that you NEVER wanted to owe someone. Then they would have leverage on you. They could take advantage of you because of your debt to them.

And that leads me to another thing I've learned. You don't trust anybody but yourself.

That was why I was there. Wasn't it? In that filthy, dirt cheap motel room. Selling myself to ugly undeserving pigs, just for a quick buck?

I heard another knock on the door and wondered who it could possibly be. I silently cursed myself for not remembering that I had another appointment. So much for the shower. I sighed and opened the door to see two men around maybe their late teens early twenties standing at my door. Both were dressed casually in jeans and t-shirts. One had blonde curly hair and a goatee and the other had really tan skin and dark brown hair.

But that wasn’t the weird part. With them they had a guy with a blindfold on. What the fuck?

Blonde guy covered Blindfold’s ears while Tan guy stepped forward. They better not be asking for a foursome. Not.Going.To.Happen.

“Hey, I’m Jacob and I’ve heard you get paid to, you know...have a good time?” the Tan one said with a grin.

“Umm...”

“Anyway,” he cut me off. “Our friend here hasn’t had fun in a while and we want to mess with him a bit. He would probably never agree to something like this, hints why we brought him. Long story short we want to pull one over on him.” He finished.

Well I had never had anything like this happen to me before. I didn’t really know how to respond so I just stood there opening and closing my mouth trying to find something to say. “Look, we’ll pay you ahead of time, whether you end up doing anything or not. How much do you charge? Is a hundred good? One fifty?” He asked while pulling his wallet from his pocket.

One Fifty?! Holy shit... I thought to myself. Usually I didn’t charge nearly that much. “Umm...Uh, Sure? Um, ya c-come in.” I stuttered. “Thanks” the Blonde guy chided in throwing me a flirty smirk. I have to admit they were both pretty attractive and from what I could tell their blindfolded friend wasn’t bad looking either.

Don’t get me wrong, I hate what I do. I hate putting myself through this just for money, but it does tend to make it slightly easier when the guy is close to your age and attractive. Those don’t tend to come around very often. It’s not like I would have a chance anyway. Who is going to date or even get emotionally involved with an on their own, seventeen year old, underaged prostitue who does what she does just so she can have money to live on for the next couple days? No one.  

Breaking away from my thoughts, I stepped away from the door, letting them in. “Okay, so tell him; by the way his name is Trevor, that Jacob and Josh will be back in two hours and he can either wait or take the bus home.” Jacob, the tan on explained. “And don’t take it personally if he leaves right away, like Jacob said, this is a prank.” the blonde one I assumed to be Josh, said still holding the guy named Trevor’s ears. I nodded in understanding. Heck I’d do almost anything they wanted for $150.

I wouldn’t have to have clients for a whole week or two with one fifty in my hands. “Come on guys, just tell me where we are and what we are doing.” Trevor whined beneath Josh’s grasp. The guys glanced at each other in amusement and Josh took his hand off Trevor’s ears. “Trevor, count down from 60 and then you can take the blindfold off.” Josh explained. Trevor sighed before irritatedly counting slowly down from 60. “59...58...57...” Trevor started counting and the guys gave me one last thankful glance before handing me the cash and sprinting out the door.

I decided that because they had paid me so much and because this guy was hot and because it would make the prank go a whole lot smoother, I would just be in my underwear when he opened his eyes so that it would be more obvious as to what his friends had done to him rather than taking off the blindfold and just seeing a girl in some old sweats and a t-shirt.

I didn’t really want to do this. I really just wanted to be alone, or to go to sleep. But with being paid this much and possibly not having to do anything...I just couldn’t pass that up. “20...19...18...17” Trevor continued. I quickly stripped off my shirt and sweats after shoving the money into a drawer. I fluffed my hair with my hands before lying down on the bed.

“3...2...1...”