... So... I was playing this game...and through playing that game... this story idea emerged... Note: The author who wrote this story obviously has problems, but hopes you enjoy the story anyways.
Levi unwillingly acquired his uncle's business, a whore house. And though Levi wasn't a huge fan of the illegal business, he decided to give it a shot with the money he had earned in his mother's, father's, and uncle's wills to clean it up. And Levi meant clean it up. The whores that were forced to be there were sent to the hospital to be checked and cleaned and helped back on their feet, and those who were there by choice were also sent, but asked if they could wait until Levi had a better place for them besides the shitty warehouse his uncle had them all in where they slept where they fucked.
Levi had recently required a five story board house that he had been in the middle of fixing up, only at the stage of being completely gutted and being brought up to code. This building, Levi decided, would be the new whore house. The front room being like a lobby, with a desk and waiting area, because Levi was a classy mother fucker. Behind the desk would lead to Levi's own bedroom, as well as a security room. The first two floors would be the entertainment rooms, where men (or women) would take their selected girl (or boy) to have their fun. Twenty rooms, fifteen for one on one, three for group, and two that could be rented out for orgies, with or without Levi's whores.
Each entertainment room had a security camera, because no one would abuse one of Levi's 'employees'. Each room was also stocked with condoms and lube, mandatory for use because he wasn't going to risk anyone getting pregnant or an STD, that shit did not fly with him. And he had alarm systems installed in every room, in case no one had been watching the cameras close enough. One for if the client refused to wear a condom, in which Levi would have that employee immediately sent to the hospital to be checked, and one for if the client got violent, which would cause a sleeping gas to fill the room until Levi could get there. Those people were then banned from his house after getting their information, as far as fingerprints. And on the outside of each door was a button for ventilation, to either clear out the sleeping gas or the overwhelming smell of sex, and a light above to signify when one was in use. And an iron door would separate the first floor from the lobby, only able to open by a button on Levi's desk, but could be exited at any time.
And the top three floors were boarding for Levi's boys and girls. Each bedroom had it's own bathroom, the third floor was split, half rooms, and half common room and kitchen. The kitchen, however, was sealed off by a cage with a metal door that only Levi had the key to, because he didn't want to risk his employees getting into a heated argument and going for a kitchen knife. No killing would happen in his business, thank you very much. Everyone's medication was there as well. Some of Levi's workers had problems, he accepted that fact, and he wanted to keep them medicated, but didn't want to risk them purposefully overdosing.
Because Levi fucking cared. He'd seen how Kenny ran his whore house. It was despicable, and dirty. So fucking dirty. And Levi would not have that! His whores would be taken care of and treated like humans, because that's what they were, HUMANS. Levi would pay for their education, to get a GED they were unable to get, or a Phd in neuroscience if that's what they wanted. Levi owned quite a few other buildings, being a landlord had it's perks, and being left so much money in an inheritance made Levi able to do such things. Levi also paid all their medical bills, dental bills, whatever. He would take care of those who worked for him. If they wanted out, he'd help them get on their feet. He owned enough apartment buildings to set them up with one, and would help find them a job so they could live their life. Levi also had high standards for his workers. No one underage. He will not do that, the whore house is illegal enough, underage whoring is extreme, though Levi will allow them to live there, but they know that once they are of age, they will be expected to work there until whatever is necessary is done.
So Levi was more like a giant sugar daddy than a pimp. His workers were clothed, feed three square meals a day, given anything medical, dental, or whatever they needed, and were put through college if they so desired. They got a weekly allowance as well. And if they needed to talk, they could always turn to Levi at anytime, the man never slept anyways. But if one of his girls was having anxiety issues, or one of his boys was having drug withdrawal, Levi was there. He listened, and then gave advice as needed. It was blunt, to the point, and horribly honest, but you can't expect anything less from a man with a sailor's tongue and resting bitch face.
Levi also did one thing at the beginning of every worker's career as one of his boy's or girl's. Levi would make sure they had what it would take. Levi was everyone's first client, making sure everyone knew what he expected of them. And if it was going to be their first time, Levi was gentle with them. He wanted them to know that they could always say no, they could always refuse a client, and if they didn't want to work here, but had nowhere else to go, Levi would set them up in one of his apartments and help them get a job. Levi knew what it was like to struggle, and he never turned anyone away if they asked. Everyone was there by choice, no one randomly picked up and forced into this business. If they were on a street corner to begin with, Levi would talk to them, ask if they'd rather work for him, and if they agreed, they were cleaned up and set straight, if not, Levi left them be, simple as that.
But Levi didn't test all of his employees in his bed, hell no. Man may not sleep, but that is his sanctuary. No, they had a training room for that. One the second floor, there was an extra door, always unlocked, but no client ever went in. In that room was the stairs to the boarding rooms, and had the training bed. His workers were told that they needed to be able to entertain and be used to having at least one other person watching. Because it was true, there was always SOMEONE watching, usually Levi to make sure everything is alright. So everyone was used to seeing each other work, some even asked to watch Levi test a new worker. Levi obviously asked his partner for the activity, because he still wanted them to be comfortable. especially if he was going to be their first.
And though Levi was caring and would always be there for his whores, they all knew he had strict standards. You WOULD be clean, shower before and after every client, teeth brushed, face washed, ass whipped. Because Levi WOULD CLEAN YOU. And nothing is more embarrassing than having your boss cleaning someone else's cum out of your ass when you're 23. And you WOULD be home by curfew, which was 9 at night. If you weren't home by curfew, Levi would have you cleaning the lobby and entertainment rooms on your own, and you WOULD be in a chastity belt. He had them for all sexes, and nothing is more embarrassing that sitting down in college and having everyone here a 'ting' noise from the metal underwear covering your ass.
Levi was strict, but cared. And because of this, he ran a very successful whore house. Hell, the cops knew it was a whore house, but didn't do anything because Levi didn't just clean boys and girls up, but he helped them get on their feet and had no problems letting them go, so if they had a problem with a young adult, they'd turn to Levi to see if he could straighten them out. Levi couldn't help every case, but he's helped a few.
And everyone knew who Levi's whore's were, and being called one of Levi's whores, boys, or girls, was high praise. It meant nothing of your sexual prowess or anything along the line, but it meant that the person you worked for actually cared, and in the city of Sina, there aren't many people like that.
This chapter was seriously just introducing Levi's whore house. As I'm sure you all noticed, I had switched between 'whore' 'employee' 'worker' boy/girl' a lot, because calling them whores the entire time just removed the humanity out of the one's that happen to work in Levi's whore house. Because I wanted to not only entertain this idea that I got playing a sex game (I'm 20, sue me) but kinda remind people that, they are people too, who need someone to help them out, someone to care, and not everyone gets that. Anyways, next chapter I shall introduce... EREN! And smut. Because I can.