Life Unexpected (Previously Called Sex Slave)

Twelve

"Vee, you've got a private room and then waitress tonight. We've got some newbies on the stage tonight" Rhonda told me before rushing out of my dressing room.

I liked not having to dance tonight, but there's nothing I hate more than private rooms.

"Hey Rhonda!" I called out for her, loudly.

"Yeah?" Rhonda said, poking her head into my dressing room.

"Bachelor party?" I asked her.

"Bachelor party." She confirmed.

I didn't mind bachelor parties, because most of the men weren't sleezy perverted old guys; but 90% of the times the guys were wasted and grabby. It's not fun fighting off drunk guys.

 

The only good part about bachelor parties was that it meant lap dances. Lap dances are the easiest part of being an "exotic dancer" or stripper like most people like to call it.

I did a quick look over, making sure my hair and make up looked good and my tits looked good. I made small adjustments to the red and black lace corset I was wearing, made sure my garter belt was in place, buckled my heels, and then made my way over to the private room.

This party was held in room 3B, which meant although it holds up to 25 people,  it was a small party. For some reason the fact it was a small party just made me feel somewhat better.

I knocked before entering, "Now, who here is the groom?" It was a rhetorical question. The girls always made the groom sit in a chair in the middle of the room until someone came in for the lap dances.

I made my way to the middle, where the groom was sitting. He wasn't hot, but he was a good looking kid. He looked about 26, wearing a white t-shirt, black jeans and black high-tops. He had short blonde hair and hazel eyes. Cute, but not my type.

I made my way over to him, straddling his lap, "so, word on the street is you're getting hitched." I grabbed his chin, looking straight into his eyes. Making sure he had a very good view of my chest.
Playing with fiancès was always fun.

The music started playing, and I began doing what ever show girl does. Our job. It was slow teasing,grinding, running my hand down his chest, soft neck kisses.

And it wasn't till I got off his lap, faced my back to him and started to grind my ass on him when I saw who else was in the room.
  I saw him and wished I could stop. But stopping means not getting paid, and not getting paid isn't something I can afford.

I made my way, giving a majority of the guys lap dances. Lap dances mean getting money, and that's what I need. I was walking passed Ashton,to the guy sitting next to him when I felt someone grab my arm.
"I think I'm next." He said and pulled me down onto his lap.
He was wearing a black button up with the first two buttons undone, showing just a small bit of his chest, with black jeans and black shoes. All black and his body looked godly.

I went through my normal routine of grinding, neck kisses, and teasing. But, god did it feel so much better doing it to him.

I was kissing his neck when he stopped me to whisper in my ear, "how much for the night?"

"What?" I asked him.

"How. Much. For. The. Rest. Of. The. Night?" He asked again, but more firmly this time.

I placed my hands on his chest, pushing him away a bit "I'm not a prostitute Ashton, you can't just buy me for the night." I told him.
I tried to get up from his lap, but he held me down.

"I know you're not. But I want you tonight, and I don't want anyone else to see or touch you." He said, looking into my eyes.

"You can't just buy me." And with that, I got up to finish dancing with the few guys I had left.

After I finished in the private room, the guys wanted more girls, so I left and let two newbies take care of the now drunk guys. It was nearing 4am, which meant I only had about an hour and a half till I was done. I was changing into my waitress costume when Rhonda came into ny dressing room.

"Change your clothes, your done here for the night." She said.

I looked up at her confused, "what do you mean I'm done for the night?"

"I didn't say you were done for the night, I said you were done here for the night."  She threw down a thick envelope on my vanity. "You were just bought for the night. You're done here sweetheart." She said before walking out.

I sat back down at my vanity, picking up the envelope. It was pretty thick, there had to be at least a thousand dollars. Why would anyone pay a thousand dollars to have me for the night?
I walked into the main dressing room lounge to ask Rhonda what I needed to wear or who "bought" me, but all I found was Ashton standing there, with his hands in his pockets, looking as gorgeous as ever.

"So, I guess you're the guy who bought me?" I asked him.

"Yeah, for an entire 24-hours"

"You know my shift ends in an hour right?" I told him

"Doesn't matter, your mine for a day. Get dressed. In real clothes,we're going to my place."

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Omg, yall I am do sorry for how long it took my to update this.
I really did lose my motivation and inspiration to write this book.
I'm also in college now, and I'm super busy all the time so I've been wanting to write, I just really haven't had the time.

But it's currently 2am and I figured since I never get sleep anyway I might as well just finish this chapter I started a year ago and put it up. So here you all go.

I'm also super sorry because this chapter is soooo bad lmao. Like it really is. It's also unedited so, my baddd.

But anyway, enjoy.
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Also, as promised, atop is a picture of me on prom day, I'm like months late on it, sorry xx

- ts xx