Pregnant By A Pimp

Marks Good Angels

"Hey, Mark. Look, I'm really sorry about earlier. You know, overreacting and stuff. But you can't expect some random girl you found in a coffee shop to become a prostitute!"

Marks POV
I wasn't even listening to a word she was saying. It was coming through one ear and going out the other. I was more focused on her voice when she's angry.

She was sexy.

Ellie's POV
"Hello? Hello? Mark? You there?"

"Uh- y- yeah I'm here." He chuckled

"So um... about the job... I have questions."

"Well, I'd be surprised if you didn't."

"Starting with... how does this whole thing work? Like do I have to find a client? Or will you arrange me with one?"

"Listen here Elle, you don't need to worry about anything. I will arrange you with a client. We have a client list with all our clients that pay the most, and our usual clients. They book an appointment through the phone, and when they arrive, they choose a girl."

Wow... seemed easy enough. But somewhat degrading... Imagine if no one picked you.

"And what if you don't get picked?"

"We also have the pole for you to work. Also gives a good amount of cash."

"So stripping?"

"Yeah." He said. "Listen, we're the biggest chain in the industry. We got the most clients. We got the ones that pay well-"

I cut him off.

"Speaking about pay- how much will I make a day?"

He sighed. "Well, on usual nights with usual clients you'll earn about $2k dollars per night. With our high-paying clients you could earn anywhere between $3k - $10k per night. Also depending on what you do. Some guys have fetishes. That will pay more."

Wow. He said it so bluntly it almost sounded easy.

"Working the pole will get you just under $1k a day. Like I said, Elle, this is the biggest "business" like this in the industry."

Oh my god. $1k per night?! That's like how much I get in one month with my regular waitressing. Holy crap. I don't know what to do. It seems too good to be true, but I know Mark isn't lying.

"What should I wear to work?"

"Just nice lingerie. I recommend Victoria Secret. It's okay if it's expensive. The company will pay for it. It will be matched with a robe that the company gives you." He told me. "If it's a special occasion for example, Mardi Gras, or Christmas, we'll give the girls a special outfit."

Seems interesting.

"How long will I work per day?"

"You should squeeze in as many clients as you can. Usually the girls get 3 clients per day. Each client usually gets 2 hours with you. You do the math. If you're on the pole, it's usually during the night. Our most popular times are 1am - 4am."

WOAH! 3 clients?! That's three times the money. $3000 a day?! Wow.

I don't know what I should do. It's a last resort. 

"Okay," I sighed with heavy doubt "I'll do it."

"Oh yeah did I mention that we get %20 of what you earn?"

So that leaves about $2400. Still really good.

"Okay, I said I'll do it. Don't make me change my mind"

"Haha. Great, Elle." He said. "When do you want to start working?"

The sooner the better. Today was Friday.

"How about Monday?"

"Great. See you then babe."

Did he just call me babe?! Oh my gosh stop Elle. He's your damn boss.

Monday
Today's my first day of work. I'm not excited, more like curious. I know if I don't like it I'll quit. I'm going to quit when I earn enough money.

Over the weekend I went to Victoria Secret to get a nice pair of bra and panties. I forgot how expensive they were. Thankfully, the company paid for it. A nice baby blue bra with lace and matching panties. Hopefully this was enough.

I take the bus to work. I wonder how many girls will be there.

At work
I arrive at the address Mark gave me. It's a narrow building with the words "Seja Massage" plastered above the windows. Huh? Is this the right place? I decide to walk through the doors anyways.

I see Mark standing, waiting to greet me.

We hug each other. Feeling the warm brace of his muscular arms is so comforting.

"So um... Why is this place called Seja massage?"

"It's our cover up. The real name is 'Mark's Good Angels' but don't you think that's too suspicious?"

"Wait. Is what we're doing ILLEGAL?"

"No, no, not illegal. Just frowned upon. So to prevent any suspicion we just decided to name our building 'Seja Massage'."

"Okay so where do I start?"