Ashamed

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I wake up in black lingerie, I look like a slut, and I'm all tied up in a chair. I hear a man in red and black say " is she our performer?" And a short guy in blue said" ya, what do you think she will make a fine stripper." I couldn't help but blurt out " A STRIPPER A STRIPPER WHAT THE HELL." The short man angrily walked twords me and grabbed my face squishing my cheeks together and he said" ya your a stipper and your gonna get out there and make me some money or els you wil-" he got cut off by a buffed man with a clip board pointing to me saying" that girl is next, what ya name sweet hart."
"Niya, can I go and get thus over with." The short man untied me and showed me where the stage was. Before I went out I looked at myself in the mirror I still looked like a slut and I just hated it but I gotta do what I gotta do. I started to walk to the stage and I was on a light up stage , their was alot of men and some girls with tattoos. I see the pole and walk twords it I put my hand on the cold cylinder pole and start to dance like I seen in movies all of a sudden a shower of money went on me. I was so into it then as it finished I walked backstage and blacked out again.

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