Marie walked off stage after picking up her stripping money off the ground. She stepped backstage as she pulled the money placed in the thong out and counting it. Five hundred dollars was not a bad amount of money.
She walked towards her dressing area and slipped on her robe to cover herself up a bit. She was looking at herself in the mirror; she was itching for a high. A drug high.
"Marie!" She cursed hearing her boss's voice
"Yes, Marcus?" She said turning around slowly to see the man in his late thirties smile at her, his two henchmen by his side.
"My office. Now." He said, licking his lips and walking back in.
"Shit." She cursed looking at herself in the mirror and took a deep breath. "You can do this.."
She walked into the room her high heels clicking on the wooden floor. He sat in his office chair, with his feet leaned up against the desk. She felt his two henchmen standing on each side of her.
"You know why you are here, don't you?" Marcus smirked.
Marie nodded. "I'm sorry, this is all I have." she said throwing the money she's got.
"Five hundred? That's all?" Marcus cursed. "You're my best stripper!"
"I'm sorry," Marie said as the henchmen grabbed her arms. "Please don't hurt me.."
Marcus got up and walked towards her and grabbed her face in his hand "You are so lucky, you have your uses. Otherwise you would be dead in a ditch." Marcus spat in Marie's face.
Marie felt herself start to cry. "Please don't hurt me."
"I won't hurt you, gorgeous." Marcus chuckled. "You can make this go away, you know how."
"I won't marry you." Marie said.
"I could give you everything you want. Money, a home and lots and lots of drugs." Marcus smiled as the henchmen threw her to the floor. "I know you can't live without drugs."
Marie sat herself up as Marcus stood over her. "You are shaking, babe." Marcus said picking her up in his arms and sitting her on his lap at his desk.
She laid her head on his shoulder as she felt herself get faint. "I don't feel good." Marie whined.
Marcus pulled his draw open and got a pill out. "Open your mouth, sweetie."
Marie let Marcus put the pill on her tongue and she swallowed the drug. She closed her eyes as she let the drug take over her system and she slowly faded into the darkness.
Next morning
When Marie woke up from her haze, it was the next day as she saw the sunlight come through the blinds. She realized where she was when she saw the clean cut style of the room she was in. She also realized she was very naked under the sheets of the bed. She cursed a little and looked to her left to see her boss sleeping peacefully next to her.
This wasn't the first time they had gotten high together and ended up in his bed. This was an occurrence that happened a lot. Maybe once or twice a week.
She felt ashamed, he was nearly twice her age and she was twenty. But this was the life for her; Marcus was the only man who ever cared about her except her dad. She missed her dad; he was a caring man even though her mum left her and her dad for drugs. She was doing the exact same thing to her dad.
She slowly sat up and looked at Marcus sleeping on his back next to her. She would be with him if she was ten years older and he was not a strip club owner. He was a good looking man for his age, if he wasn't such a sleaze.
Marie laid back down and closed her eyes, hoping to make it all go away until she felt his arm go round her and place sweet kisses on her shoulder up to her neck. "Morning, Beautiful." He whispered in her ear.
Marie swallowed the vile that came up. "I should go." Marie said trying to get up.
"Please stay a little longer." Marcus pulled her onto his chest. She laid her head on there as he stroked a hand through her hair.
"A little longer." Marie said sighing, closing her eyes, and drifting back to sleep.
