PART ONE "We Use Our Bodies For Survival. Our Beauty To Attract"
CHAPTER ONE
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P • A • L • E • S • A
Her body was on fire.
Calves burning as she danced her way around men and she had this feeling of excitement, of passion. Her booty kept bouncing as she hit a direct split on the floor and she felt the notes, running down her body, promising her the life she always deserved. It was a beautiful thing. Her only beautiful thing. Growing up in extreme poverty, she knew how ugly that felt. How degraded she had felt. "Lativa," she heard the voice of her boss. She knew her boss hardly interrupted her working hours and so she knew something was definitely up. "Follow me," he said and begun walking towards the back stage.
Palesa got up and followed him, hoping she wasn't in some sort of trouble. "Someone needs to see you," he begun, "he's the new guy in jozi and he's been noticing you a lot lately so I need you to make the right impression." "What are his rates?" She asked as that was always her first thought. Their job wasn't just to offer their services to anyone anywhere but to people who knew how they worked and understood how they worked.
"A single once off night would be 35k while continuous services would be 40k each week until otherwise stated," he said making her more than pleased. He directed her to the room the client was and she walked in, already feeling the lust he had towards her. "Lativa," he said gesturing out his hand to kiss hers. This surprised Palesa as she has never met a client who was a gentleman towards her.
She sat down quite closely to him and she could smell the cologne of expensive perfume and taste. "I've heard quite a lot about you," he said, staring directly into her eyes. "Good things I hope," she responded, plastering the same fake smile she had managed to perfect over the years. He began trailing his fingers on her thigh and she played along, like she always does.
"Oh very good things," he said, his fingers still trailing circles around her thigh. There was this moment of silence as Palesa was still trying to decide whether to fuck him now or just give him a taste of what he would be getting if he offered doubled rates. Both would be good impressions anyway.
She got up and slowly made her way to his pants, steadily unzipping them. She knew her head game was triple times better than anything else she had to offer so this was definitely the best way to make a good impression. He held her hair into a messy ponytail as she began her magic, continuously aiming for the tip.
Her slurps combined with his groans filled the room and in less than five minutes she felt her face wet from the outburst of sperm. She continued, now going in a much slower motion and making sure she now kept her eyes fixed on him. After gargling and spitting on his dick several times, she watched as his body shook and the second pool of sperm came flooding onto her cleavage.
