Rose: The p********e Thorns

*Trigger Warning!* This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Note: This is not a perfect story, you may find something wrong with any situation or grammatical error, I do hope for your consideration and help to improve my self in this field. I am merely a chicken chick that is still not as good than most excellent writer here. This is my first time writing this. Please be kind to me as y'all know that chicken chick still need to grow and learn to spread thier wings before they become fully grown fried chicken. Thank you so much. ___________ The silence is loud. The darkness embrace my whole room, only the rays of moonlight emits a slight lightning. I am well used to this darkness as its represent the life I've been living alone. This empty feelings. The nights have been always meaningless for me. I have all forgotten the emotions of life. I couldn't distinguish happiness and sadness anymore. My heart feels so dull - like its just breathing like how it normally does, without life. This is my solitude moment where I'm overthinking things that is impossible for me, and how the world has been cruel for me. As if I'm only came to existing to suffer, to be prey of the predator. And don't have a choice but to surrender for their hunger. I get up in my bed. I undressed my clothes, leaving my n***d body behind. I went to the mirror and look at this body patheticly. This is the body that numerous men had have tasted it. I could vividly remember every nights on how did they devoured this body. And I feel so dirty everytime. I dragged my body tirelessly into the shower. The cold water starts pouring down against me. I wash myself as hard as I keep rubbing my this filthy body with my fingernails, and causing my skin to reddened with scratch. "Why won't it washed out?" I hopelessly whispered. "I could still those f*****g bastard touch! Why? Why? Why? Why won't it washed out!" I wanted to cry so much, but I can't feel it, as if my tears had been already dried out. I sat myself down as I began to feel more tirelessly. I embraced myself and let myself lost in thoughts. I want to rest, or maybe,...just die. I did not choose this, neither I wanted this kind of life, this path that I was forced to walked on because there was not a choice and no option at all. I came from an abusive house, I was beaten by my drunken father everyday as my body felt numb for all the pain, everyday it was hell. Then, at some point, my father died. I was left alone, and because I was just a child, barely nine years old, how could I even think to live alone when I didn't even know about the world. Because of that, I came to trust to wrong people for my life. Someone came to pick me. They said they will raise me, that they are my distance relative, they are my father distance cousins, so I trustfully held thier helping hands, as if they were hope. But, because I was just really a child. I didn't know that it was the beginning of my despair all along... I was sold, three times. They sold me for just of a ten thousands pesos, for them, my life is all that worth. After that, the man who brought me, also sold me. It was in the abandoned building where big mens reside. They were scary. I was so scread to death. I was crying so much, but no one is hearing me. They were all deaf to my voice of agony. Due to my hard situations, I fainted. Suddenly, when I wake up, I was already in the auction, wearing a thin clothes, barely just covering my pitiful body. It was just still a f*****g child body, yet those animals have lusts in their eyes! f*****g crazy! Animals! I was only nine! I did know if I'd considered myself lucky because they didn't got me. Someone in higher-ups old woman brought me in millions. She was with a black woman. When I stared at her eyes, I felt chill going through my veins. Her eyes was very cold and intimidating. I got scared, only to heard her says to the black woman she was with. "Take and raise her well. She will be profitable in the future." And she taught me everything, specifically on how to please men s****l desire because that moment is forever be my debt that I need to work all my life to be able pay, even using my own body. That's how I became a p********e. A highly demands p********e that every men wants. And now I am at my service. "I knew rumor says you were good, but I did not know you are this so good, Rose. Ahhh!" My client says between his moans as I keep thrusting on his top. His hands is on my waist controlling my pace as I went faster and faster. We are already sweating a lot. "C'mon, Rose. If you keep this up, I might c*m sooner than I usually does." Ah man, for f**k sake why can't he just shut his mouth off and let me finish my job. As I get more irritated, I grabbed his hair and went more faster. "Shut up. Why don't you just suck my boob?” I hissed. He grinned and look at me with amusement. "My pleasure." As if I have provoke his alter, he suddenly clutch my right boob with his mouth, sucking it with his tounge and played it very thoroughly. His left hand went from my waist to my other boob, grabbing it like a smooth rubber ball. "Ahhh, shit." I moaned as I keep hitting my sensitive spot. I shut my eyes as I feel hot yet sticky. The burning sensation came through my whole body is getting more and more unbearable but the pleasure of s*x is getting more enjoyable. I didn't know what had happened. He suddenly flip our position and he's now f*****g me from behind! His hands is in my waist, controlling my body on his demand. His pace is going crazy and crazier. I hold tightly at the headboard as he thrusts harder and deeper. The bed is shaking in snyc as how our body collided with each thrusts! I hope that this bed is as hardy as rock! "Ahhh! f**k! S-slow d-down!" I moaningly scream! He didn't budge on what I had say. Its more like I have provoke him more as he went faster thrusting me. This animal! I feel my body trembling as he constantly hitting my sentitive spot like I do not even have a time to close my mouth to suppress my moan. I couldn't even tell apart the tone of my own voice. This is crazy! My mind is a mess with this too much pleasure! "I want to see your face while I'm f*****g you, Rose." He said in a low voice in my ear, still keeping his body thrusts. He turned me around. Now, I'm seeing him full of sweats. He looked at me with l**t and something I couldn't name while biting his lips as if he's holding himself back! Heck! Don't tell me, that was still not his best pace!? "Oh my gosh. You're so beautiful." He said while putting my legs into his shoulder! I ended up grabbing the blanket too tightly as he start moving again. He's really f***s me expeditiously. He's one breath, one thrusts! To the hell with my p***y keeps throbbing and thumping. My body keep arching and my legs keep twisting to find some relieve! "Hmm.. I'm cumming." He said, breathing tighly. I was thankful as he stop moving as I heard him say it. He scarce out his d**k out of my tortured v****a to let him withdraw on my face. This is including with his service contract with me along with an additional fee, of course. I looked around at the clock, it's already three am at dawn. I grabbed a tissue from the mini table to wipe this fucker semen while looking nonchalant at him. "Ahhh, f**k. That was a hell experience." He breathed with satisfaction. "C'mon, Rose. Give me a reaction, won't you?" He said as I got up in the bed to dress up. "Am I good?" He continued. "No." I lied. In my five years of service. Among all my clients that I have had s*x with, he f***s fast the most. Mostly, they want me to fully do all the job, so this kind my first to be f****d like this. "Why? Am I not good looking? or my d**k is small for you? Hmm." Annoying. "Neither." I rolled my eyes. He's seriously annoying. "Psh." I heard him clicked his tounge while I'm putting my b*a. "You won't sleep with me here?" "No. That doesn't include in the contract and you did not pay for it." "Damn, I know. I just tried my luck that maybe you would fall inlove with me overnight and sleep with me. You're hella expensive. Imagine how much I paid to have this splendid night with you. It's equivalent with the highest hollywood actress gross network." He disbeliefly said. "Well, it was all damn worth it." Then he grossly winked at me. In honestly. I would not say that his look was bad. His body is well built like a soldier. I'm sure he is regular in gym. I could also refer him as tall, dark and handsome. The way his face looks as intimidating with his deep hazel brown eyes, curvy eyelashes and well suited thick eyebrows. And his smile is as appealing as scorching sun that greets you in the morning. He has that vibe. A sunny and playful vibe, different when he's on bed. I sighed when I have finish putting my clothes on. I went toward him. I bent my face over him, confusion began to flush from his eyes. There was now only a hair's breadth between our faces. I stare deeply at his eyes. I can even feel his hot breath rubbing against mine. He let out a chuckle, nervously. "Move away. I might fall for you." He whispered. He was almost ready to push me away when I immediately give him a peck on his lips while simultaneously grabbing my bag from the mini table. I got up straight like nothing happened and showed him my bag. I don’t know why I did that! What’s wrong with me today! He had wide eyes and a startled expression. His hands went over his mouth. He acts as if it was his first kiss that was forcefully stolen from him. Well, it maybe seems that way but I didn't do it 'forcefully'. He's the i***t because he didn't react to it. "What the f**k! You thief! I thought kiss is f*******n for you!" I ignored him. I was about to leave when I remember I didn't know his name or maybe its to petty that I have forgotten it. "What was your name again?" I asked. He looks even more dumfounded now. "What? You have been f*****g me like three hours and you didn't even knew your client's name?" He stupidly asked. "My name is Laxrade Allejar Vezith, Your Highness." He bowed his head like an i***t does. "Laxrade Allejar Vezith." I murmured in my mind and smirks. Too fancy for a man like him. In any case. I must be the one who should bow at him. We are living in the different world. I'm merely his slave right this moment, and his toy that he payed to play with. I breath deeply. "Well, then. This is a goodbye, Mr. Laxrade. As for I have completed my service for you, I do hope for your satisfaction and enjoyment. This is the first and will be the last time you will be having my services. Thank you." I vaguely said it and gave him a stern look like how a lowly p********e does. Then I left him. Rule #69: There shall not be any kind of relationship than s****l desire between the p********e of X.V Club and the Client. Any form of affection during or after the contract is considered as an act of treason and crime. Punishment of the sinner must follow. I am Rose. A thorns p********e. Considered as the lowest of low human being in society, disgusted by all. A slave of men on heat. This is my way of survival.