(please forgive any grammatical mistakes and errors, I didn't have time to proof this.)
The Businessmen began to rub my leg and asked " So whats a pretty little thing like you doing here, shouldn't you be in college?"
A bit unnerved from the spontaneous question i moved my hands to cover his and replied "Shouldn't I be asking why a strong looking businessman like yourself is doing out here in the open when we could maybe take it to a champagne room" I leaned back while sitting on his lap and removed my hands from his, flipping my hair over my shoulders and pushing my chest forward. This trick often worked in getting men to go to a more expensive room.
Just as he was about to respond I heard Brad shout " Charl get in my office we need a serious talk" Sternly looking at me I felt a bit worried, looking back to the businessmen who seemed disappointed in the interruption I told him to wait and gave him a little kiss on his forward followed by a quick over the pants squeeze of his junk and it felt big! I suddenly had an empty sensation from my pussy but ignored it. I got quickly walked over to Brads office.
So how much did you make from those pricks Steve said still looking at me with a slightly annoyed look.
"about 300 , they where having a good time why?" I asked worried what he was going to do, Brad had a history of roughing up his workers if they got to big for their boots, did he think I was disrespecting him?
"I see, well then you owe the house 250, 50% for the risk for letting you turn tricks at a strip club and 100 for me personally allowing it. Now give it to me" He ordered and held out his hand.
I looked at him confused but something told me that this was a normal thing at the club. I felt a small numbing sensation over the back of my head as I felt memories of this girls personality flooding in. How Brad had been using his strip club as an underground brothel, that girls were more than happy to make a little extra on the side during the slow nights.
I pulled out a wrapped up bag of notes from tonight's work and handed him his money. Unsure what to do but feeling the empty sensation return I blurted out " So can I go back to trying to fuck that businessman or do you need me for something else Brad" placing my hand on my hips. God Brad can just waste so much time, like let a girl work I thought to myself. Not noticing anything unusual with that line of thought.
"Well those boys looked like they where having a good time so how about you suck me off and i'll give you $20 back. $30 if you make me cum quickly" Brad said holding out a twenty dollar note" Thinking I could use the money I slowly lowered to my knees and unbuckled his belt. Something again nudging in the back of my head telling me this was all normal. How I was lucky to work for such a nice guy who let me fuck for a living. Giving him a free blowjob is the least I can do.
His penis sprung open from his pants and I began to lick the shaft at the base making sure to give his balls some attention as well. moving my manicured hand up to his balls and began to coax them a bit while I positioned my lips to the tip of his penis. Opening my mouth I then shot down and began to deepthroat like a pro. Brad had grabbed a clump of my blonde hair to get control of my head and began pushing and pulling my head. After a couple of minutes of this he began to tense up, once he sensed this he roughly plunged my head down upon his cock and shot his massive load down my throat. As he pulled out I could feel his cum at the back of my throat and slowly falling down to my stomach.
I stood up and wiped the cum drooling from my chin with a tissue. " Well get back out there remember house rent is now 300$ a night and you've only got 50. Brad ordered looking away from me as he began to get back to work on his computer. With my head feeling a bit fuzzy I said inquisitively "Wait wasn't I supposed to get paid for that blowjob?" "Brad shot up and began glaring at me, " You think I'm going to pay some whore like you to suck me off? get out their and make some god dam money or fuck off back to the streets where you came from you bitch" He shouted. moving round to the front of the desk his face inches from mine looking down at me. " No-No you said you'd give me 20$ if i sucked you off, I think? I said puzzled, was that right? I mean I could of done it for free he is my boss and I did just piss him off by not charging those boys enough. God I am such a ditz Now hes mad.
Brad slapped me across the face shouting " I don't recall such a thing now get out there and work or so help me Charl I will not be kind"
My face felt like it had just taken a jack hammer to the face, my cheeks read and tears streaming down my right eye where his hand had landed. I decided just to leave and get back to work before I pissed him off anymore.
"Right away Brad , here's 50 towards house rent. I-I'll do better " I said sheepishly and left his office all the while he was looking at me with those death stare eyes.
Once back outside I looked around, surveying for a potential customer. I had to make up for that lost time and the businessmen was gone.
I felt a the empty sensation return again and the tingling sensation at the back of my head. I had to find someone who wanted to fuck me in this brothel didn't I?
Looking around I thought of my options.