I made my way to my bags. I pulled out a couple of clothes, underwear, a bra and a pair of shoes. I slipped on my clothes. I did a quick check in the bathroom mirror. I was wearing a top that was cut above my belly button it showed a large amount of cleavage, a black jacket and a pair of black short shorts that just covered my ass. I pulled on my shoes and walked out the door.
I walked down the hallway and into the elevator. There wasn't anyone in the elevator, I was kinda happy about that, I didn't really want anyone to see me. The elevator reached the lobby, there was only the hotel clerk, who was on her phone. I walked outside. It was getting slightly dark, I started to walk fast.
In a matter of minutes, I had reached a strip club. I stood in line, I reached the front of the line, "Um.. I'm here for a job", I said to bouncer awkwardly. "I'll take you to the boss", he said, the bouncer pulled out a walkie talkie.
Another bouncer came and took his place, while the bouncer led me to a room. He knocked, "Come in", a voice from the other side said.
The bouncer opened the door, a sudden rush of nervousness came over me, "She's here for a job", the bouncer said to the boss. "Sit down", the boss said, pointing to a chair for me to sit on. I sat down and the bouncer closed the door.
"So, who want a job?", the male boss asked, "Yes". "Do you have any experience being a stripper?", "No". "We'll have to train you", he mumbled under his breath, I barely heard it. I had to admit he was pretty hot, he had short, blonde hair and brown eyes. He didn't look very old, he looked in twenties.
"Normally, I wouldn't hire anyone with no experience, but, since I like you I'll give you a job". "Thank you", I blurted out, "Come back tomorrow, at eleven A.M and we'll start your training", "Okay".
"How old are you and what's your name?", "I'm twenty and my name is Grace", "Think of a stripper name, have it ready for tomorrow". "Okay, I won't disappoint you", "How could you disappoint me?", his eyes glued to my chest. It made me feel slightly uncomfortable.
"I don't know", I said, I gasped. His hands were squeezing my boobs. "Plea--", I got cut off by him kissing me. It took me by surprise, but I... I enjoyed it. I started to kiss back, he stopped groping my boobs and lifted my legs onto his hips. He rested me on his desk, we started to have a make out frenzy. I ran my fingers through his hair, he rubbed my sex through my shorts. I moaned into his mouth.
He stopped to take off my jacket and my top. He looked at my body, "You're really sexy", "Thanks". I blushed at his compliment, I pulled of his top, he had toned abs. God, they he was hot. I looked down, his erection was poking through his baggy jeans, I bit down on my lip. He started to kiss me.
I pushed him off me. "I'm sorry. I can't do this", I said, choking a bit, "It's fine", he put his top back on. "But you still want the job?", "Yes". "Okay, be here tomorrow at eleven", "Okay", I said, putting my top back on and pulled my jacket over my top. "Bye", "Bye".
"Wait a minute, what's your name?", I asked, just about to walk out the door. "My name's Trent", he said. Trent gave me a kiss and walked back to his desk. I opened the door, walked out and closed it.
I walked back to the entrance, as I walked out the door, I heard some complements. "Look at that bitch", "God damn". It probably wasn't directed to me, I brushed it off. I walked away from the strip club.
As I was walking I felt a arm rest on my shoulder. I quickly took it off and walked faster. "Wait up, babe", the voice said, calling for me. That just made me pick up the pace. The guy caught up to me and grabbed my waist. "Where you going babe?", "Get off'a me!", "Calm down babe". I thrashed about, I failed and his grip around my waist got tighter.
"Shh", he whispered in my ear, I let out a scream. He covered my mouth with his hand and dragged me into a alley. He pushed me onto one of the brick walls. He uncovered my mouth, as I was about to scream again he kissed me. My eyes opened wide in shock. I looked at the man who was kissing me, it was... It was Marshall.
I felt a rush of adrenaline come over me, I kicked Marshall and pushed him over. I ran out the alley. Thank god I wasn't wearing high heels or wedges. I looked behind me, Marshall was now chasing after me.
My feet were getting sore from running, but I wasn't going to slow down. I nearly got to the hotel until Marshall grabbed me. I was so close. Marshall picked up me bridal style, Marshall walked down the road. I tried to get out of his hold, but Marshall held me tighter and I was getting really tired. He was muttering stuff, but I couldn't make sense of any of it.
We passed a lot of people, but they didn't care.
Marshall took me to a car, I hadn't see this one. He opened the back door of the car and laid me down. Marshall closed the door. I tried to open the door but it was locked from the inside. Marshall got in the drivers seat and started the car.
We drove past a lot of houses, they got more crap the further we went. Marshall pulled into a driveway, there was a small house. He got out of the car, opened the back door and picked me back up. Marshall threw me over his shoulder and closed the car door. He started to walk somewhere.
Marshall smacked my ass, I punched him several times on the back. "Ow", he said sarcastically, we went up two stairs.
I looked up at the sky, it was getting dark. I heard jingling of keys and then a door opening. Marshall walked into the house, it was cold.
He threw me on a couch, "Ow", I said. Marshall just stood away from me, just staring. It was kinda creepy. Marshall went into another room, I looked around. When I thought Marshall was further away, I ran to the door. I grasped the door handle, just as I was about to open it, Marshall grabbed me. "No!", I screamed, I thrashed but he had a tight grip on me. Marshall picked me up and took me back to the room I was in before.
What's Marshall gonna do to me?
