Chapter Two (Forced)

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««« Kate's Point Of View»»»

As I opened the door it revealed a hallway, a huge hallway. There were stairs that met the bottom floor, there were poles with strippers, flashing lights and lasers, loud booming music and sweaty bodies every where. Was I in a club?

Then I felt someone's strong grip pull me back in the previous room that I woke up in. "You need to get ready........" He let me go, the man had a huge frame and he was bald. "W-what?" I stuttered in shock.

"Come with me." He then took my arm. Dragging me across the hall to a room with strippers, they were sitting in there chairs, doing make-up.

"Here, lia will tell you." The man let me go, a woman with brown hair had guided me to my dressing room. She had fake nails, and her face was caked in make-up...

"Here darling, pick one." She pointed her arm to a closet full of stripper outfits.

What?

"W-what? But, w-why?" I stuttered in confusion.

"Honey, let me explain something to you, ok?" Her eyebrows furrow.

"We are forced stripping, dancers, we are here to please all these men. And there's no way out honey." She said, looking through the closest.

"What? I- but......" I stood in shock, what the fuck does she mean?

"All right dear, let's pick out your outfit." She smiled.

Minutes later I was forcefully dressed in a slutty out fit, it was black with printed flowers on it, I felt like a slut. I was betraying my own self, I looked in the mirror, thoughts swelled my head, then my stomach churned, lia was doing my hair, I didn't want any make-up so I wouldn't look more slutty.

Lia was soon done, my hair was curled into long waves, I liked it, but absolutely hated my outfit.

"All right dear are you ready?" Her voice quivered. I then started sobbing in mental pain, will I get raped? Will I be like this my whole life? I don't know how to dance.....

"N-no.........lia, I-I can't do this, I'm not ready, I-" Then I stopped myself in thought, what if they kill me if I don't dance, or be like the other strippers? Will they rape me or make me suffer? Everything was going by so fast, my head was throbbing from the painful thoughts that I would suffer........

"Kat-"

"Its Kate." I corrected her.

"Listen dear, I know that this is all sudden and everything but you half to go out there, there all waiting for you.........." She held my hand, reassuring me.

"Lia?" I choked on some dying tears......

"Yes darling?"

"Will I ever get out of here?" Tears began forming, luckily I wasn't wearing any make-up.

She sighed in thought, her face went completely blank from my question.

"Honey, I've been asking my master that ever since I got here, but you know what, maybe you will move to different clubs, and maybe someone, someone might just save you sweetheart......." She sighed again.

"Ok, I'm ready." I wiped my tears and took cautious deep breaths. Lia then told me that it was time to go.

"Ok, here we go." She pulled my arm through the door out to a hallway, then once we got through the hallway we then went down some stairs and got to another dressing room, woman and girls walking around half naked, it discussed me that I was turning into one of them. Lia guided me through the dressing room to a line of strippers, they were waiting to go upon a pole in the center of the club, men threw money everywhere, they whistled and clapped along, dirty bastards.

Then lia had disappeared, where the she did she go? I can't do this alone, plus she was my guide, I watched the woman dance and swing around the pole miraculously. What the hell was I going to do? I can't do this.........

Then, I decided that tonight I would try to escape, right then and there. So I painted in to thoughts of marketing a dash to the back door, when my thought gathered I did, I darted to the door, only running into a large framed man, with eyes green as light emeralds, and chocolate curls.........

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