AT HIS MERCY

CHAPTER 4 - SOLD

He was there again tonight watching her show, she could feel the prickling burning sensation at the back of her neck, like she did every time he was there, sitting at the same place as he did every night. By the man's size and suit alone, anyone could tell from a mile away that he didn't belong there. He never once came close to the stage, she couldn't even see his whole face, half always covered in the shadows of the corner he sat at. He never once smiled like the other men. It was like he was in pain, his lips always pressed thin and tightly together.

But she had to admit there was something about this man that unnerved and excited her. She could always find him, she could feel his eyes on her and it made her more aware of each move she made, it was distracting but thrilling. It was as if there was an invisible thread pulled between their bodies she couldn't deny. like He wasn't watching her body, but her soul. Sara didn't care who he was, she just didn't want him watching her anymore but would miss him there. "Jip it's official I have lost my mind" Sara sighed to herself.

After Sara finished her final show of the evening, she went back to the dressing room. Leila still wasn't in, it had been two days now. But knowing Leila had been feeling flu-ish over the past few days Sara dismissed it as just that...flu. Silently Sara promised herself that she would check in at Leila's apartment before she went home tonight.

A knock at the door jolted Sara's thoughts away from her friend. It was one of the newer waitresses that opened the door. "Sal wants to see you in his office now." As Sara tried to recall her name was Berta or Beth but Sal's new pet wasn't waiting for an answer and left again banging the door shut.

Sara pulled on her robe tying it tightly and made her way to Sal's office. She hated going to his office, but she still needed to stroke his ego to keep this shit show of a job, so she quickly made her way backstage and over to his office.

When Sara entered Sal's office he was sitting behind the oak desk. He looked up at Sara and motioned to her to take a seat on one of the wooden chairs in Infront of his desk. Sara obediently did. "Sara, babe your shows are getting boring. Same thing all the time and I'm getting complaints, and if I get complaints, I start losing money.' Sal hissed whilst taking a deep draw of the cigarette between his lips.

"I...that can't be...Sal I see the men, they love it" Sara said shaking her head in disbelief. Sal stood up from behind his desk and walked over to kneel in front of Sara putting on his best "sorry babe" face.

"Oh Babe, it is what I say it is. I want you to make me and you more money... So I have decided you're gonna do a private show, you and not that little Bitch who grabbed all the shows" Sal said, putting his fat little hand on her knee. Bile rose in her throat, and she slowly pulled her legs away from him.

"No..No Sal, I don't do Private shows...you know that...I'll do more stage time," Sara said with a shaky voice. But Sal interrupted her laughing with a disgusting snort "Oh Babe! What makes you think you have a choice ? You will do it.. and surprise it's tonight".

Sara tried getting up, but both of Sal's hands pressed down on her thighs and she felt a sharp sting at the base of her neck. Slapping her neck where she felt the painful little spark in her neck as pins and needles swiftly waved over her body. The drug numbing her muscles. Sara looked up as she saw the redhead, Babra of Brenda, shit she wished she knew the girl's name, so she could shout at her later about how the stupid girl was holding a syringe and laughing with Sal. She walked over to him kissing him with sloppy tongue-filled kisses, Sal grabbing a handful of her small breast. "Good Girl." he grinned and said after another sloppy kiss. He walked over to the door and shouted something.

A minute later Bennie appeared, confusion written over his face, he looked over at Sal saying "No Sir, ya wrong, she's a good one" Shaking his head, Sal angrily scowled, and whispered something to the giant through gritted teeth, He hesitated another moment then walked over to her. He picked her up slowly, with her head resting on his shoulder, her legs over his arms, and he walked out of the office. "I'm sorry, Lady, I..." He whispered, his voice breaking, he apologized the whole time as he carried her into the private room and placed her on a soft surface. Her head rolled to the side, she now could see she was on a bed.

Sara was hazy but awake, she could see and hear everything. Her mind slowly filled with fog and her body was weak and numb, she tried moving so many times, tried getting up but she could do nothing but just lay there. She heard the door open and several footsteps coming closer.

"Fuck...no...no please no" she shouted in her mind as tears rolled down her cheeks. She listened to the disgusting foul words the men were exchanging describing to one another what they wanted to do to her. Sal's voice brought the men to silence as he informed the group of what was to happen. Her eyes grew so heavy, so she closed her eyes, praying her mind to go somewhere where she was safe and loved, but her mind didn't want to let go just yet.

Sal instructed the men that the bidding was to start at a hundred thousand as Sara was untouched and pure. The men started shouting amounts. One higher than the other. One man kept shouting amounts, often shouting just a dollar more every time. Something fell next to her on the bed, shouting that he had won, dragging his filthy fingers over her chest, pulling her gown away, groping at her breasts as he laid slobbering messy kisses on her forehead down to her neck.

The drug was starting to take full effect entirely as she felt the fog becoming unbearably heavy in her mind. Sara fought back trying to stay awake. The shouting in the room silenced as a deep daring voice shook the room as he shouted out loud then followed by popping sounds and warm wet liquid running over her body, which she really hope wasn't the creep's cum on her. But the deep voice was back "Put her in my car out front, she's mine now.' Sara tried again to wake but darkness encased her in a numb welcoming sleep.