My Snake Lover

                                                                                          CHAPTER, 1 It took me three nights to get in here. This is the most expensive club in town and only rich men, artist and celebrities come here. The entrance is a minor fortune a hoe could not afford to pay; the club has its own strippers, but being a hoe in here is like hi-jacking the market. One can make millions in one night. Ayanda referred me to this club after she heard my story. Three weeks, that’s all I had, starting tonight. The first night was dry few famous people attended and most were accompanied by their wife’s, I could tell by the way they would stare at a stripper before chasing her away. I am here for business, but I don’t want to get into a fight over a man. My teenage year has had plenty of those episodes. I was sited at the bar extent, just staring and observing. I was new to the industry. 'was I supposed to make the first move?' I was confused! I was shy too… I remembered playing house when I was a junior girl and they would let us model in front of boys with our t-shirts into a bow in front of our chest. I guess if that was the practicing stage then this has to be the actual world, and it was. The phase “nothing happens for a reason” came to mind. It cost me a whole N$5000 Namibian dollars to get in this place. Absurd right! That’s exactly what I told Ayanda when she told me the price. Multiple that by 3, hell yes! My mom literally had to borrow the money. I told her I got a bartender job and that I will give it back to her. My luck was running out. Was I not pretty enough? Why did no one approach me? I was not sure anymore. All these questions and more kept beating me up. Every night I squandered N$5000 at an expensive club. Oh, I like clubs, however this was just way too much. On-top of it all you can sit without a drink or a bottle of wine. Lord knows that this was my last attempt to try after this glass they will properly toss me out, like the thirsty b***h I was. One look up and our eyes met. He would not look away, and neither did I. Was this it? Hope elevated in my gut. Just as it came it disappeared, as a stripper wrapped her arm around his shoulder, whispering something in his ear. He smiled at her. And that’s when I knew that hope was also a broken b***h like me. I washed down the last of my drink and turned to my side to adjust my miniskirt, that’s when I felt a hand pulling mine, I almost fell, as I was now walking after him, he did not let go of my hand. He led us to the man’s room. We got in one of the toilets and he shut the door. He immediately pulled up my skirt, I Precipitously felt naked I did not wear any panties. I just stood there. Hell no! He was not about to f**k me without laying them currencies down. He moved his hands to his belt and started unbuckling it. "don’t look at me like that. Are you not a business lady?"  I did a quick risk assessment of how rich this man could be. That’s when I spotted his wristwatch with diamonds, and I knew it was worth more than my entire existence. His pants were down now. He grabbed me and turned me around; I snubbed.  “What’s wrong angel? Having cold feet at work?” He said.  “I want the money first.” Ayanda said I should always ask for the money first. “Let’s see, if I like you and then we can talk.” He smiled And he turned me around to face the toilet cardboard wall separating us from the next toilet. Lucky me there was no one but us in there. Was I really going to let him ‘sample f**k’ me? Guess what? I was, because he has an expensive wristwatch and if he does not like it, I could kill him and then I can take his watch and solve my problems. This was my only way out, or I would lose this man and have zero to start with. I don’t even have money to come back in tomorrow. I have no choice but to trust my gut for now. I was still in my thoughts when I felt him slide in me, gosh! He was big and I did not get time to see him. His shirt was covering his menfolk. “You are so tight, like a little virgin, angel.” He whispered in my ear. I could not help myself as a small pleasure moan escaped my mouth. I cover my mouth with my hand, not wanting to give him the notion I was enjoying this, because I was not. This guy was rough and demanding. Taking everything, I felt like this cardboard would break. I stood there trying not to make a sound as he took everything. I even heard someone come in, but the man did not stop, it’s been five full years since I last had s*x and all this pleasure feeling, were all too overwhelming. The person next door peed and left. I guess he was too drunk to grasp everything.  “Ugh,” he said, as slowed and pulled out of me and put his menfolk back into his slacks. I still had my back to him I kept counting to three in my heart, which was the only number that mattered now. I wiped my tears away, trying to look normal. He did not notice that I was crying, as he was too busy dressing up. When he was done, he propped against my ear and whispered.  “Let’s take this party back to my place and I could properly be more generous.” More money was definitely what I needed now. He spoke again.  “Listen, you can take my watch as the first compensation”. He took off the watch and handed it to me. I stared at the watch, taking in all its diamonds. Gosh! These are genuine diamonds, my eyes glued to the piece. I took it in my hands.  “Looks like we have a deal, let’s get out of here then.” We left. He had a driver that picked us up and drove us eighteen kilometers out of the city. I knew the road it led to one of the richest township in the country. At first I was scared. What if he takes me to his house, and he kills me? We know men for doing such things? I had to texted Ayanda.  “hey Ayanda; I met someone and we are going to his place so I can finish the job.” I had to be frank with her.  “What is his actual name?” Ayanda inquired. “I don’t know.” “Well ask him, how will I find you if he kills you.” she said. He spoke.  “we are here.”  “bye, I have to go.” Ayanda texted back but I could not answer the text. As we got out the car and walked to the mansion. His mansion was enormous, but I did not see much, as it was nighttime. The door man opened the enormous door, and he walked in I followed him. He turned to speak to the man. “You can go,” Mice.   “Ok sir,” and he was gone, and he shut the door behind him. Now it was just the two of us. “What would you like to drink?” he asked. I did not hear him, as I was in a meeting with my thoughts.  “Excuse me?” I said. “what drink, angel.” I almost laughed. Did I look like an angel? Angela’s don’t do what I just did in the restroom with him. "oh, vodka please!" I needed to wash all this confused state down. Everything happened so fast. One minute I was alone, the next minute was in a restroom being f****d by the guy with the expensive watch. How ironic it was. He poured me the vodka, and I took it from his hand. “Ask him his name,” my brain would not let me be. “I did not get your name.” I eventually managed to voice.  “Pet”  “As in an Animal?” He was side glaring at me while pouring his drink, totally irritated that I asked that question. “Yes,” he responded, as he washed down a glass of Jameson. “What is your name?” “Grace,” I said, and he smiled. Almost like he said, 'he guessed it right.' “I knew you had an angel name.”  “It’s not an angel name.” I looked away as his stare was too long. “Enough debating, let’s get back to where we were.” I cleared my throat  “The money first…”  “Clearly, my watch should have spoken for me.”  “I need reassurance." He looked around the room.  “Reassurances” ok, he said. He walked out the room, and he returned with a briefcase in his hand. He opened it on the table. And my eyes were sprinkling, it was too much light, gosh! He had a set of watches in the box. One was missing; obvious the one he gave to me. “We go on and you get one more, I am sure you know where to sell them and make a fortune out of them.” I wobble my head, agreeing. The words could not come out. God sent this man my way. Ayanda was right I was able to get all the money I needed in one night plus more. I just had to do one more job, which was to sleep with him. Tomorrow I can call the doctor and tell him I found the money for my son’s surgery. That’s right! I am not doing this for fun, my baby boys' life is on the streak. After his broke father left us, his sudden heart disease throws me into this business. Now I am a hoe, sleeping with man. The money I got from my job could barely afford any medical treatment. This was the only way, and my family members refused to help me out. They kept asking me where the father was. My mom does not know about all this. All she knows is that I got an extra job to help us out. Pet was speaking to me this whole time. He was now in front of me, waving his hand so he could get my attention. “Already thinking about ways to spend the money? Not so fast, you have a job to do first”, he grabbed back the watch in my hand. I wanted to grab it back, but I let it go. My son’s life was on that second watch. He led me to a guest room with marble ties and walls, with a bit of marble pink on the carpet. Was this the room all his hoes slept in? To make them feel at home. Where is his bedroom? why am I even asking, he properly does not want anyone but himself in there? My gut told me, his an exemplary man, but I always had my head up just in case things went south. Ayanda warned me, things can be nice one minute, to blood-spattered instantly, that’s why she stopped doing this business. If tonight made me into a killer, so be it. I would be doing it for the greater good, my son's life. The only thing that mattered now was my son’s life. I walked into the room it was huge for a guest room, and guest rooms are usually not this big. He was behind me. I felt his hand close around my waist. “Well, Grace, we better get it over and done with,” he said to me. His lips were on my neck now. I closed my eyes trying to enjoy this, rather than make it look wicked, which was 'Me selling my body.' If you have never been in a situation like this, let me tell you “it’s hard and it’s hurts”. I was the girl in school that dress decent, every Monday morning and the one who people always wanted to be friends with, but I only selected a few to be my friends. I was very picky with my friends. I was the girl that everyone thought would study at the University of Cape Town. Life has taught me the hard way that that baby girl’s life was over, and this was my new reality. He turned me around to face him and kissed my neck again, and he spoke. “How many men at the club know every inch of your body?” His kisses did not break. Really, does it matter? Just f**k me already so I can go to my son. A tear slid down my right cheek. “None,” he laughed, but still continues to kiss me. His laughter was deep, very macho. “Stop play, this is what you do all day long.”  “Excuse me?” All day long, that was an insulate to me. “All the ladies at the club,” he added. How low did he think I was, maybe I was that low? Look at where I am, in his house, about to be f****d? Who was I kidding? The man was free to think what he wanted he gave me two watches worth a lifetime. He broke up my thoughts again. “none…" Whether or not he likes the answer, it was the truth, and I was not changing it for his pleasure at all. I could feel him smile at the curve of my neck. His hands pulled me closer to his chest. He kissed me on the mouth. His lips were so warm and he appeared gentle now. Slowly moving me toward the bed, when I reacted the bed board I stopped, we both did not break the kiss as he undressed me. He took off my mini top, as his hands hovered on my naked breast, his hand were chilly on my skin, I sneered in his arms. “like that?” I agreed. I liked it and did not want him to stop now. Pleasure was one thing I could not run away from. Since I was depraved of it for many years. My grandpa was a mine worker, and I grew up in Christian home. After he passed, I got the freedom I always dreamed of. The first time I had s*x, it was with Mario, Nathan’s father, and this man was the second person. I did not know much about s*x, but the obvious lay and let him f**k you. That was more than enough info to me. I did not want to know the pros and cons of it. I liked his kisses; they were drowning me. He cupped my cheeks with his hands, sucking my tough. Damn! I don’t know what he was doing, but I liked it. I liked how he grabbed my ass to his hips; he stepped back and pulled off his shirt and he was back on my mouth, his hands were struggled with his belt. When we were naked, he laid me down on the bed, and he spread my legs so wide I swear I heard a bone c***k and he buried his face between my legs. I wanted to stop him. No one has ever done that to me. The second his warm tongue touched my c******s, I jump, closing my legs. “What the f**k is he doing”? I was protesting to get free, and he pulled my legs apart again burring his face. God! his licking was glorious, wet, pleasure I don’t know what I was feeling, but I was about to lose my mind. He did not stop, he was eating my p***y out, he groaned louder ever time. His tongue was moving between my folds, and that’s when my entire body stilled. He did it over and over. I just had to close my legs again. Gosh! Does he even know when to stop? Well, he did not. He opened my legs again, and I could not help but scream. God! What was happening? I was in heaven and hell at the same time? My clits was so wet and my entrance hurt. Now I wanted him, not this teasing game, him his fullness and now, but he did not stop and I was on the edge of cursing his entire family line, if he did not stop. I had a mixture of emotion: I wanted him to drive me insane and I also wanted him to stop so I could breathe. My girl down there also needed to breathe. We both needed more air than the room provided. I was so close to the sky, or hell, or whatever it was. My back bow from the bed as my legs curled around his neck and I came screaming repeatedly. The pleasure was insane. How could one person’s body react like that? I was floating on a cloud and I just wanted to stay there, that’s when I felt him move my legs and he positions himself on me. Before I could ask what he was doing, he buried himself deep in me. My legs curled around his waist as he started moving fast and fast, until all I heard was our body slamming against each other. This man was huge lying under him made me release. He was thrusting home and I couldn’t hold back my screams anymore I was close again; he needs to stop or I might die, but he did not and I could not bring myself to open my mouth. I was in pain, in enjoy I was in the air and it was all making my head feel light. That’s when he pulled out instantly as white milk pouring all over my belly, which was the same time I came again and again. I was on birth control pills, so I was not worried even if he came in me. A girl has to be prepared at all times, and there was no way in hell I would let someone make me the mother of their child for a second time. That window was shut, and it was opening again. As our breathing slowed, he looked down at me; I stared back. He leaned in and kissed me on the lips, and he pulled back.                                                    “see you in the morning.”                                                    just like that, I paid my debt.