by Writing Shark
A truly wonderful day
The sun shines through the heavy curtains of the room and wake you from your half-sleep. Groaning, you look at the clock on your cell phone. Checking in with Teddy every hour almost killed you, but your protector said he would kill everyone in the building if you didn’t check in on time. Your back almost kills you, but you run to the window and check in with Teddy.
“Good morning, kid,” he says almost good-naturedly.
“Asshole,” you grumble. “I can’t wait to get out of here.”
“Alone or with someone else?” comes the question and you can almost hear his grin. You turn to the small bed.
Danika looks even more enchanting in her sleep. She lies curled up on the mattress in her black underwear, the thin blanket over her beautiful body, breathing calmly and quietly.
“I don’t know,” you answer quietly and realize that you don’t want to wake the girl. “I think so, but…”
“It was clear that it wouldn’t be easy,” says the soldier. “What does she want?”
“Her family in Russia owes someone money,” you say and snort. “Four hundred thousand rubles.” You snort contemptuously.
“Fuck,” grumbles Teddy. “What’s the exchange rate?” That’s your territory.
“Four thousand dollars. Thanks to Putin and his little adventure. No, that’s not the problem. I’ll get the money to Russia somehow without the FBI finding out.”
“Courier,” says Teddy. “What else is the problem?”
“She’s scared,” you say. “She doesn’t know me.”
“You could force her,” suggests the soldier.
“Mhm,” you say and look at the clock. “No matter how it goes, I’ll be out before the next hour.”
“Leave the connection on so I can listen to the conversation with this Slatko.”
After the conversation, you lean over the sleeping Danika. You would love to look at her a little longer, but you don’t have much time. You talked for half the night and it was already one of the most remarkable conversations of your life. You’ve never been this close to the dirty reality, but now, with the sun in your face, it’s time to make a decision.
From Danika. You yourself have already made your decision.
“Hey,” you whisper and gently shake her awake. The girl stretches comfortably and moans softly.
“Slatko? What time is it?”
“No Slatko,” you say. “Kyle. Wake up.”
“Who?” Danika turns her head away from you.
“Wake up!” You shake her roughly by the arm. You can’t afford to waste time and the rough treatment wakes Danika up quickly.
“Sorry,” she says and looks at you apologetically. “Kyle. I know.” You roll your eyes.
“You should know your pimp’s name, slut,” you say with a hint of humor in your voice. “Have you decided?” But Danika says nothing, just sits on the bed and stares at you until you can finally only shrug your shoulders. “Then take care of yourself… Starfire.” You turn away, but hope that something else will come.
“Wait!” You almost breathe a sigh of relief, but force yourself to look businesslike as you turn around. Danika has jumped up from the bed and taken a step toward you. “I’ll do it. Please buy me, okay?” She forces a smile onto her beautiful face. “I’m just scared.”
“I can understand that,” you nod and come back into the room. “Even after this night, it’s still a big step, Danika.” The young woman nods and waits, surely hoping for a kind word from you. That won’t come. You’re her pimp, not her boyfriend. You have to remind yourself of that surprisingly often.
“And my mother?”
“As soon as I get the money to your country, she’ll get it. And a hundred thousand rubles on top of that. I can’t prove that to you. You’ll have to trust me with this.” Danika thinks for a moment, then nods and looks at you.
“And I’ll work for you?”
“Exactly. You’ll be my first. And you’ll be able to choose the customers. The only condition is that you enjoy doing it.” The girl still can’t believe that.
“And if I don’t manage it? If I make a mistake? How will you punish me?”
“How did Slatko do that?” A shadow falls over her face.
“He hits me,” the girl murmurs. “In the face… breasts… cunny. And rape… of course.”
“Of course,” you murmur. “I’ll do some of that too,” you admit. “But I think it will be less hard and less frequent for me. Provided…”
“I’ll enjoy it, Kyle!” she says quickly and forces another smile that seems a little more genuine this time. “I’ll make you a lot of money.”
“Yes,” you just grunt. “Then come.” You nod toward the door.
“Yes.” She quickly gets dressed and then steps behind you.
“Good girl,” you grin cheekily and she returns the gesture.
It turns out that it’s really easy to buy a person. You just go up to the pimp, tell him you’re in love with the hooker, take out your money, negotiate, show even more money and then you own a young, sexy girl with perfect tits, ass and face.
And the best part is the shocked look on Slatko’s face, just like on Danika’s.
“He probably didn’t expect me to actually pay for you,” you grin as you drive the car through the morning traffic. “Shit!” You have your hooker. Finally, you can get going!
“Turn left there,” says Teddy, who is sitting next to you. “And watch out for pursuers.”
“That’s Teddy,” you say in a good mood and tap the steering wheel happily. “My bodyguard.”
“Miss,” Teddy just says, like a soldier. You like that. No connection between him and her. You are the focal point.
“That was so much money!” murmurs Danika, who is sitting on the wide back seat with all her belongings, the clothes on her body, her hooker outfit.
“Relax sweety,” you grin and follow Teddy’s instructions. “Two hundred thousand is a weak Tuesday where I come from.
“I didn’t know I was worth that much money.”
“Don’t worry,” you grin happily. “You made it back really quickly.” You shake your head. “Fuck! Do you feel that too? That’s life!”
“What now, Kid?”
“Now? I don’t know.” You look in the rearview mirror and see Danika, who is looking uncertainly out of the window. A new life for her, the hope of a secure family, getting bought by some crazy dude, all in the span of one night “First we’ll get you something to wear. Then we’ll go to the hotel and look for… what do you call it, Teddy? A base?”
“Something like that,” grunts your bodyguard. “I might already have something.”
“Really? Cool!”
“You would have chosen a base in a fucking minefield.”
“Ha! That’s right! Do you hear that, Danika? You can start working for me right away!” The girl nods.
“Yes.” And she nibbles on her lip, something that distracts you. “But you have to fuck me first.”
“What?” you ask and look further back, but it is Teddy who answers.
“It’s a kind of ritual,” he says calmly and looks around.
“Is that so?” you ask Danika.
“Yes,” she says tonelessly.
“Okay! Nothing easier than that! Cool! So let’s go to the hotel!”
You feel so alive. It’s a wonderful day. You have your first hooker, you feel the adrenaline in this unfamiliar environment… And you’re going to fuck Danika! A truly wonderful day.
Writing Shark 