Savior // Rusame //

Night Job // Chapter 2

Warning! Smut and slight abuse.

Alfred's POV:
I woke with a slap, "ALFRED! YOU PIECE OF SHIT! WAKE UP!" My mom yelled at me. I gulped, "What's wrong mother?"

"GET TO WORK CLEANING NOW!" She grabbed my wrist forcefully and dragged me out of my room, and threw me down the stairs. I quickly got up, not wanting to show weakness, I know what happens when I do.

"Yes ma'am." I start doing the dishes and dusting the house. After a few hours I look at the clock, 5:30 pm. Wow this day is going by fast!

I continue cleaning until I can barely stand. "Mother, I'm done.."

"Good! Now go! I don't wanna look at your face!" She waved me off.

I quickly went up the stairs. Then looked at the clock again, 9:08 pm. I had to get to work. Silently, I grabbed my outfit. They were a blue sparkly pair of booty shorts, blue kitty ears, and blue fishnets.

I would say they matched my eyes, but I felt as if my eyes had no more color in them. I continued packing and made my way downstairs. "Mother, I'm leaving now."

"Eugh, you slut. Have a good time! Whatever." She didn't even look away from the tv.

I do it for you mother...

I slung my backpack over my shoulder and left the house. As I walked down the lonely sidewalks I got a bunch of stares and catcalls. I wasn't even wearing my outfit yet! I'm literally just wearing jeans and a hoodie! Whatever..

I make it to the gay strip club I work at. I'm met by the two guards at the doors. "Hey Danny, hey Tim." I wave at them, trying to be polite.

"Nice ass Alfred." Tim smacks my butt as I walk in. I hear them laughing at me. I've gotten over them, they do it everyday.

I get stares as I walk in the employee's changing room in the back. One of my childhood friends in already in, getting changed. "Hey Kiku! Gotten any clients already?"

"Nope! But I'm about to go on. Wish me luck." With that, his name is called to the stripper pole 2. "See you!" I yell after him. He's my only real friend.

I quickly change into my outfit. I put waterproof contour on my scars and bruises. Now I'm ready.

"Your about to go on Alfred." A boy in drag pops his head in and states. "Thanks Rose." I fix my cat ears on my head. I never wanna do this, but I do anyways.

"And now! We have the one, the only, Alfred Jones!" I walk up to the pole. Men whistle and holler. I start my pole dance and get quite a few more hollers.

After I finish, people whistle and scream. I feel flattered, but I know they are just here for my body.

"Now who here would like to go in the back with Alfred?" The announcer says. A million hands go up. Ah jeez. This is gonna be a long night.

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I get pushed up against a wall. The first guy I'm sleeping with is a regular. Which means I steal money from him daily. He's always too drunk to remember though.

He kisses me passionately, then pulls away. "Oh my sweet little Alfred~" His French accent echos through the room.

He grabs me forcefully and throws me on the couch. He takes off his pants while yanking off my outfit. Ive grown used to being treated like dirt. Because that's what I am to them. Just a fuck slave.

The French man finally gets his pants off and starts kissing my neck while stroking his dick. "A-ah.." I moan out.

"Why don't we use zat sweet little voice of yours." He flips me on my stomach, grabs my hair, and makes me arch my back. He shoved in without warning.

"AAH!" I scream out as he forcefully thrusts into me. I search for something to hold on to, I dig my nails into the couch. Tears prick my eyes. Most men go in dry, but I still haven't gotten used to the pain yet.

He thrusts harder, making me scream louder. "Fuck.. How are you so tight.." He releases my hair and my head falls to the couch. My tears fall to the couch and soak in.

He starts to hit my prostate and I whoreishly moan, "Ah~! Fuck! Yes!" I can't stop the moans escaping my mouth. I'm such a slut..

We both cum, his cum fills up my ass and oozes out onto the couch. He gets up but can barely stand. "Thanks for the good time dear..."

Before he can leave, I grab his wallet and take out a couple of bills. I stuff it into my outfit thats laying on the floor before I'm thrown on the couch again and thrusted into.

The rest of the night is a blur, moans, slaps, abuse. I'm almost passed out by now. How many men was that? 15? I'm such a whore!

Kiku slips into the room, sees me, then gasps. "Alfred San! Arr you okay?" He holds up my head and makes me drink the water he brought. "Thank... thank you Kiku.." I rub his face.

He walks over to my outfit on the floor, picks it up, and looks through the cash and credit cards I collected. "Wow! This must be at reast (least) a hundred dollars!"

"Kiku... How am I gonna get home?" I tiredly ask him. I look at my abused ass. "I can barely stand.."

"Don't worry! I can take you home. I grabbed your backpack." I quickly put on my shorts and he picks me up. He's pretty strong for his size! We make it to my house and he leaves. I try not to wake up my mom as I sneak to my room.

Luckily, I don't. I make it to my room and clean my ass. Then I collapse into my bed. I check my clock, 4:32 am. I won't get a lot of sleep, but at least it's something.

When will my life get better?

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I don't really have anything to say so..

Bye!