All Used Up

Why Me

I always wondered why I'm doing this. I've done this so long that I forgot why. I think I was trying to help my mom get through cancer treatments and shit like that. "Char Char sweetie come here." My name is actually Charlie and that is my boss well he likes to be called Daddy, we have a routine, I make money with a quick random fuck with some guy and then I pay him half of what I earn, then he sends me off, but there is a fifty-fifty percent chance that he'll use my body again before he does.

"Char Char why are you frowning" my boss was asking like he cared about me.

I knew he didn't so I was just going to respond nice and quick. "I'm fine, sir I'm just chilling".

"You shouldn't frown, your smile is what turns everyone on". He says grabbing my chin, he doesn't love me but he wants me to look my best. Whenever I feel that he has a sliver of consideration he shuts it down with his disgusting sexy pimp talk that, let's face it, is not a good turn-on.

"Come on Charlie babe, you really shouldn't leave me waiting" my boss calls for me basically begging me to be his little fuck doll. "just real quick then you and I got to go the club ok Char Char."

"Ok, sir," I say trying to maintain my composure, the sooner I'm done with my 'performance' the sooner I can go home and get a little rest before the next sleaze-filled, playboy, pole dancing day comes along. He tears off my clothes and gets right to fucking me up and then, as always, I go through with it and then he gives me a spare coat and we get into his car and we drive to his club.

"Okay Char Char, we're here now get in there and grind up that pole for me." My boss directs me out of the car and has his bodyguards take me backstage so I can change for the show.

I'm changed and ready for the show as I'm strutting toward my stage I notice that my boss is telling some guy who seems to be a little older than me to fuck off because he was sitting too close to him.

"How is everybody doin' tonight, hope y'all are ready 'cause this bitch is about to get fuckin' wild, let's get started!" I yell hyping everyone up for my pole-dancing.

As I was dancing I noticed the guy from earlier was watching but not in a way all the other men around him were, he showed concern he wasn't there just for my body he didn't even want to be there to watch me, I think his friends dragged him here 'cause he looked away and just walked to the bar.

"Hey you over there!" I yell to one of the mystery cute guy's friends. "You need to come over here so I can get a closer look at you." he approaches me and I, as sexy as I can,  kneel down to lie on my stomach, grab his face and bring it close to mine. "You are really cute, wanna kiss babe"? He nods almost instantly, the way his lips contracted before they parted to let my tongue in, you could tell he was straight but even the straight boys can't handle me, it's fucking weird, the guy probably has a girlfriend. "You are so cute and you're a good kisser too, yo any of y'all single people out there, come for this guy," I announce to everyone as my boss grins at me basically giving me the "You did a good job" sign.

As the show comes to an end I look for the cute mysterious guy and I see him talking to his friends, at the end of every show I come off my stage and say goodbye to the guests, I was going to go for him. 

"Hey cutie, you can't leave without saying goodbye." he turns to me and he is even cuter up close it's unbelievable how perfectly toned his facial structure is, so handsome! 

"I'm not interested in gay whores" he says casually.

I gasp at him I mean I've been called worse but this was another kind of insulting I don't know why the hell I feel different towards him. "come on dude you should invite him over!" one of his friends shouts at him.

"no dude I'm not interested and besides whores like him aren't cheap" he spoke defiantly.

"Let me ask you somethin' babe is this your first time here?" I ask him trying to entice him.

"Yeah it's my first time here, these guys dragged me here," he said side-eyeing his friends.

"Then I'll go with you for free, this time only," I say hiding my desperation with my confidence.

"Okay but only so these guys can shut up about this" he reluctantly agrees and takes me to his car, as we leave I nod to my boss letting him know that I'm leaving with him. we arrive at his house and he seems so pissed at me for no reason at all.

"So how does this work?" he asks me while I put my coat down and sit on his couch.

"Well we should exchange names first, my name is Charlie but you can call me Char, Charles, or... Char Char."

"Jason, my name is Jason" he speaks abruptly.

"Well, Jason, whatever you want to do is perfectly fine with me."

"Can we just not, I only agreed so my friends would get off my back." he looked down and started being really gloomy.

"you know if you want we could just talk you know if you feel comfortable," I ask him hoping he'll say something. "what do you do for a living Jason."

"Well I'm in high school still, senior year and I sometimes work with my dad on his projects and he pays me half of his wages which explains the house and the car and all my other shit. I'm single and It was my buddy's birthday so that's why we were at your club soo... here we are."

"Wow, that's cool, really cool." I'm sounding sarcastic but I truly am interested in this guy.

"So what about you?" Jason asked me a hard-hitting question that I had not answered in a long time.

 "Well I am a working stripper and I am currently living in my penthouse given to me by my boss so he could keep an eye on me and shit. Besides that, I'm sixteen and am currently talking to a hot guy after being told that I was gonna be on a one-night stand again but here I am just talking to him without even as much as taking off my clothes so..." I pause realizing how emotional I was getting. "sor- I'm sorry I'm just not used to this I was expecting to be another guy's fuck doll tonight but-"

"You don't deserve that" he shocks me telling me something that I never heard before. Before I could speak though, my phone goes off.

"Sorry it's my boss he's here to pick me up so I'm just gonna go and hopefully he won't hit me too hard when I leave without my pay heheh but anyways-" I pause, my body shivering because Jason just grabbed my hand and is currently holding me in place with his grasp on my wrist. 

"Here," Jason hands me the usual payment that I receive after regular 'sessions.'

"No, I promised you a free session today I can't-"

"Just take It, it's fine I just don't want you hurt." I was blushing as I have not felt this kind of affection ever, not once I've literally only dreamed of this affection but my trance was broken when my boss texted me again. 

"Uhm, I have to go, sorry." I grabbed my coat and Jason was for some reason chasing after me.

"Wait please don't leave, you coul-" 

"No, I can't he's really strict with me so goodbye maybe I'll see you around ok." I left and I looked back and he was standing in the doorway. I walk to my boss's car and with my head poking out of the car window I wave goodbye to him.

Why me, why did it have to be me? All I know is that I have to see him again and I hope he feels the same about me.