The Struggles of the Prostitute

Chapter 4

Marco took a puff of his cigarette and exhaled the smoke forcefully. As I was about to walk past him, he grabbed my arm to stop me.

"Yes?" I raised my eyebrows and asked Marco.

Marco took another puff from his cigarette and blew the smoke in my face, looking at me intently. He then pulled me into the same bathroom I had just come out of.

"One thousand. Pleasure me until I'm finished," he said.

"Huh! But I just did it with another guy. Is that okay with you?" I asked him.

"Yeah," he replied.

Marco took off his pants and sat on the toilet. Then he played with his manhood while looking at me.

I smirked because of that. Then I take off my panties and get on top of him. And I can't help but moan when he's inside me already.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, f**k!" I moaned loudly.

Marco lifted my shirt up then kneaded my breast. Then he used the tip of his tongue to lick my n****e. He licked it and squeezed it until I moaned loudly.

After a while he gripped my waist tightly and thrust hard inside me.

"Who's better between me and Caleb, huh? Answer me!" he asked while sucking my breast.

But I didn't answer him and just remained silent.

"C'mon!" Marco slammed his waist harder.

"Ohh!" But I just moaned because of that.

"I am asking you, Gem! Who is better? Caleb or me?"

"Ahh! I-I don't know," I answered then bit my lower lip

"Huh!" Marco laugh sarcastically. Then he thrust harder again and it made me cry his name for how many times already.

After reaching his climax, he transferred the money in my account instantly. That's how frequently I use the service, and I already have an account for it.

Marco walked back to the table first. As for me, I sat in front of the bathroom, smoking a cigarette.

Suddenly, a man appeared out of nowhere and sat next to me. He was handsome, with fair skin and a smooth face that resembled a woman's. However, no matter how attractive he was, it didn't affect me in any way. Just as Amber had once told me, I felt numb. I couldn't feel love for anyone.

"Are you for sale?" The man sitting next to me suddenly said.

"What?" I turned to look at him.

"Are you offering yourself for prostitution?" he asked.

"Um...why? Do you want me? Because if you don't want my service, just don't ask," I uttered.

He remained silent and continued to smoke his cigarette. Meanwhile, I continued smoking until I was finished.

I flicked the cigarette away and stood up, preparing to walk back to the table. However, the man grabbed my arm before I could leave.

"Do you want to come to my condo?" he asked.