Pregnant By A Pimp

The Uglier Side

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⚠TRIGGER WARNING⚠
This chapter contains a depiction of rape. If this is triggering for you we ask you to skip to the next chapter.

I arrive back at the corner at about 8:45 pm. There are only 2 girls waiting. I guess the rest are working.

'Maybe I have a chance of getting three guys' I tell myself.

Ten minutes later a car pulls up.
It's beaten up and has an ugly green colour to it.

The guy inside wasn't better either.  He was old. Grey hair. Chubby. Blue-grey eyes. Not my type at all.

But I could tell he would pay great.

A girl goes first but he declined her.

I force myself to go up to him even though I didn't want to.

I had more confidence since the last time I came up to guy.

"Hey big guy."

I smirk and wink at him.

"Hey baby girl. How much for a night with you?" He replied unlocking his car doors.

I could tell he was drunk from the way he was speaking. Should I be doing this?

I open it and get it.

The car had a smell of weed and alcohol. Vodka or whiskey. I couldn't tell.

"So how much do you go for?" He asked with that tone every guy has with a prostitutes. The degrading on.

"Five hundred plus dollars. Depends what you do to me. If you don't wanna pay just stop the car and leave me here." I told him.

"Oh no baby girl I wouldn't let you go to waste." He said.

After some minutes he pulled up to a beat up house in an alley way. One you would see in the hood. 

I'm scared.

He opened the door for me.

The walk to the house door was painfully awkward.

Once he opened the door the smell hit.

It was just like the car, but a lot more powerful. With a hint of piss.

Once we walked in he locked the door. I though nothing of it though.

He led me to his room always looking back to check on me.

Once we were to his room he started ordering me.

"Take of your clothes and lay on the bed you whore." He yelled

I did as he said. Once I laid down he put handcuffs and cuffed me to the bed posts.

I heard some ruffling from the closet and a few moments a guy came out.

"Umm what is happening?" I said worryingly.

"What do you think is happening baby girl?" The guy from the closet answered with a disgusting grin.

After that they both undressed quickly and started forcing me to do things to them.

They tossed me around the bed.

Pinned me down.

Slapped me.

Hit me.

They both were torturing me.

They were taking turns slapping every part of my body. From my face to my stomach to my ass. This wasn't pleasure. 

I couldn't do anything bit just sit there and scream in pain.

"STOP! GET OFF ME!" I cried over and over again with tears running down my cheeks.

"Ah FUCK YES!" One guy moaned.

"I think I'm gonna-" The other one exclaimed.

I could fill it.

He was gonna cum.

I couldnt bear it anymore.

I screamed at the top of my lungs.

He slapped me.

"Shut up you dumb skank. You signed up for this now stop squirming and screaming."

"SHUT UP!"

"I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS! GET OFF OF ME." Tears stained the dirty pillow I was laying on. My makeup and hair ruined. I'm so scared. So fucking scared. I can't tell if I was going to be murdered.

After what I assumed 30 minutes of pain and torture through my screaming, they stopped and let me go.

I just ran home and I don't look back.

"You're lucky we let you run, baby!" They both chuckled while throwing dollar bills at me.

This is so degrading. Humiliating. I wanted to die.

When I was at home I crumpled to the floor and started balling my eyes out. 

Why did this happen to me. I imagine the other girl now being in my place.

I showered and went down to the couch.

After some minutes I fell asleep.

After it felt like hours I woke up.

I checked my phone and it was 4 am.

My phone was filled with texts and calls from mark.

I just deleted everything and went back to sleep.

I wasn't read to face him.

Not after that.