Ch9

"What the hell do you bitches think you're doing down here! I've got a house full of men with big money and what are ya'll doing? Sitting down here on your lazy asses!" our master screamed as he came into the dressing room.

It had been two long grizzly months since Dwayne or Rocky as he liked to be called, took me from the bus station and brought me here to his night club. It was a beautiful place, with pink and purple lighting, four stripper poles placed on stage, and plenty of open space for tables and the bar itself. He called it The Rock Bottom gentleman's club and got plenty of big name celebrities to come through.

Upon arrival, I was exposed to not only stripping for men, but having to give my body to Rocky whenever he wanted it. I guess I couldn't be ungrateful towards him since the other girls had to use drugs and drink alcohol when they danced. Men were given specific orders not to touch me. Rocky made it clear that I was his woman, and his only. I had to admit, at first I was nervous as hell being Rocky's girl knowing that my attitude would get me in trouble, but the sex we had was incredible. Sure he was a bit rough at times but I soon learned to like it a whole lot.

All the girls scattered from the room as Rocky walked in and began slapping some of them on the back of the head. I watched from a small bathroom in the back feeling nauseous as I bent down over the toilet. He spotted me once all the girls had fled up the steps in fear.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" he asked.

I held onto my belly before throwing up into the toilet bowl. He sighed and grabbed a cup from the sink and filled it with water.

"Drink this, you need it to keep yourself hydrated." He said in a much softer tone.

I took the cup without any lip, and drank the water down. "Thanks."

"Don't mention it…Are you able to dance tonight? I don't want you throwing up on my floor or running from the room when you need to."

I pushed myself up on the 7 in heels I was wearing and faced him, "It's up to you…this is your place not mine."

He smirked, "That's what I like to hear…since you don't look that great I'll let you off for tonight. Is that ok?"

I nodded before he took my hand and walked me to his private office. When we got there, he called his limo driver to meet me out front so he could take me home.

"You get some rest baby, daddy will be home later for that sweet body of yours so get plenty of rest." He said.

I smiled with a nod and then received a rough kiss from him. With a slap on my butt, he sent me on my way. It felt nice knowing that this maniac didn't completely disrespect me all the time. I half expected him to make me work although I was sick as a dog. On the way home I shut my eyes and thought about my mom. I missed her so much and wished that I could be back in her arms. I wasn't allowed to make any phone calls in Rocky's house without his approval so I didn't care try to call her or anyone else.

"Here you go Carmen, the boss said to get plenty of rest," the butler said when I got inside the house. He had taken me straight to our bedroom and brought a tray of wedding soup and fruit punch.

"Thanks Giles," I said with a smile. "I'll make sure I'm well rested tonight."

"Good." He said. "If you ask me I think Rocky shouldn't have you dancing in his club for a while. You look paler than a ghost."

I dropped my gaze to the soup, "Yeah, well he's the master around here…and I have to abide by his rules."

"But at what cost Carmen? You're so young," he said. "Have you even finished high school?"

I shook my head, "I had one more year before I ran away. Gosh I feel so stupid."

"There's no reason to feel that way. If you wanted…you could always leave this place."

I glanced at Giles warm heartedly. I knew he was only trying to help but I didn't want him getting in trouble with Rocky. "No…I'm fine here. Besides I could be worse."

"You're absolutely right," he said. "Well if you ever need anything I'm here for you ma'am."

"Thank you." I said, finally feeling as though I had a friend in my life.

Later on that night I awoke to a drunk Rocky coming into the house. I lied still, hoping he wouldn't wake me from my slumber, but of course he grabbed my shoulder and shook me.

"Wake up Carmen…I need some of that good love from you." He said as he came out of his clothes.

I didn't know why I allowed him to tell me what to do, but I got up and got undressed for him anyway. He pulled me into bed, forcing me to suck his dick before doing anything else. I'll be honest, doing that always turned me on so when it came time for me to slid his dick inside of me, I was nice and wet for him. As usual he only let me be on top for a few minutes before rolling me onto my back and taking over for himself. He wasn't very fast, but the rough thrusts were enough to make me squeal. The low moans coming from him told me when he was about to bust inside of me. I always closed my eyes and braced myself for him to collapse on me, Once he did, I wrapped my arms around his neck and rubbed my hands up the back of his neck. I didn't love this man but having sex with him was awesome.