Dear Lord, If I Get To Heaven

I hear the static of the over head speaker play out just as one of the others walked past me back stage. I nervously twist my fish nets, the nerves of this horrible job playing out to be torturous. You would think that I would have been able to kill these nerves by now, seeing as I've been in this business for 6 months now.

Ugh, 6 months. Feels like an entire life time since they have left. I just don't understand why they did that to us. I thought they cared, I thought they lo-
No. There's no such thing as love.

But Lets not dwell on this now. There is no time to dwell. No time to remember.

"It Is Dr. DeathDefy here, and up next we have the Fabulous Party Poison!" I brush My Bright Flamboyant Red hair one last time before pulling the yellow mask down over my eyes and walking out from backstage. The lights blinded me from the crowd, making this slightly easier for me. I sway my hips as I step Forward, only keeping my eyes on the Silver pole that stands before me, taunting me with its Promiscuous powers that it holds on the perverted men who choose to see.

I take grip of it and swirl around when the beat hits to the song in the background, I'm Not sure what song it is.

"Ya' Know they call him Firetruck, because he gets all the hoes" He says over the speaker in a tauunting voice, basically trying to sell me off to any who want it. I lost my virginity to one of these little bastards. And there won't be a day I don't Regret that.

I look over at some random man, He was eyeing me like I was some sort of Car, Or some sort of porno. I wink at him, noticing his Rolls Royce watch and His highly expensive suit. He must have money, look how he sports it. He smirks back in reply to my wink, making me mark him as the first client.

As I continue my routine, I notice a few others eyeing me like Richie Rich over there.Great, looks like a busy night. I'm Not gonna be home soon. Poor Mikey.

I Finally finish the routine, thrusting up on the Pole once more before walking away. I Blow a kiss out and wink, finally getting out of the lime light so whoever next can go. As quickly as I can, I rush towards the main office area, where all the illegal shit happens. 'Dr.DeathDefy' Is not Only a pimp, But a drug dealer. And he is damn good at staying out of trouble, seeing as there are many Officers I've "taken care of" for free.

I Step into the filthy death trap, walking with a slutty stride that I always keep At night. Dr. is sitting at his desk with his feet on it, staying in a relaxed position.

"Party, nice job tonight. This is why you're my main hoe. You already have a client who would like to take you for the whole night. Even Offered $3000, Which I of course accepted. So he has the whole night with you. Don't Screw this up, Got it?" I love the fact that he was bragging on me right before he became angered towards me. I just simply nod, not being allowed to say things to him. He only allows it when he is fucking me too. God I hate all of this. This is all completely revolting, and if i could have, I would still be in High School. I would Be a Junior This Year, Its sad really.
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"You Like That, SLUT?" I wince at the pain he sends towards me, but fake moan to pleasure him. I know the strings now. I know how to make them happy.

Richie Rich dude brought me back to his home, where he proceeded to bring me to his sexual torture chamber and lock me up. Ive been Whipped, Spanked, and zapped in places where I shouldn't Be. And Its almost been a full night. And hes About to legitimately fuck me up the ass. Time to turn off all feelings again, not that they exist for me.

He shoves into me without preparation, without anything to make it easy for me. I yelp in pain, not being able to hold it in.

"Thats right. Make My Day, show me your pain Whore." Oh Great. On of these guys. I'm Not a masochist, not that I judge people that are. I just wish this guy had the balls to find a guy who enjoys it. He shoves into me harder and faster, Moaning loudly when I would whimper or cry. This guy was painful and harmful and probably a rapist.

At one point I was about to beg to stop, but I remembered how much I needed the money. He soon finishes, pulling out of me with a jolt. He untied me and let me fall. He dropped me on the floor, walking out of the room muttering a " You Can Show Yourself Out" And shutting the door. I just sat there for a second, and let some tears shed.
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In the morning, through aching pains, I changed At G-Spot(The Club. Creative, I Know) And then I finally made it home. The Smell Of Coffee Filled the whole apartment. Thank god for Mikey. I hate that he knows I'm A slut. I feel bad he's raised in this, but atleast I can assure him His education.

I step into the kitchen and sit down at the table, smiling lightly at my Nerdy 14 Year old brother.
"You Look Like you were straight up beat. Are You Okay?" He asks, sounding worried and scared. He pushes up his glasses and twiddles his thumbs softly, Something he does when he is nervous.

"I'm Fine Mikes, Just get to school." He nods and sets a cup of steaming coffee in front of me before walking away. He's so sweet. I chug it down in about three gulps, savoring the flavor before the aftertaste. Then I stand Up, Walk to my bedroom, and do what I do every Day. Go to Sleep.

This Is the average day for the 16 year old male escort.

Oh who are we kidding here, escort is too proper of a word.

This is the average day for the 16 year old Male prostitute.

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