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Closing my eyes for only a minute, I ready myself and turn around to face them. Neil is still heading the group and the look on his face makes my stomach churn almost as much as it excites me.

“Well, sugar,” I say suggestively, “Where do you want me?”

His grin grows, and he shouts to the bartender.

“Yo, Kill, turn on the music.”

I take off my dress, leaving me in only a thong and bra. For a usual audition, I would wear a sports bra and shorts, but with Neil watching I knew I needed to step it up.

I step forward and take Neil’s hand as he leads me up to the stage. He can’t take his eyes off me and I begin to feel that familiar rush. The feeling that always comes over me when I know I’m in charge. The fucking boss.

Honestly? It makes me horny as fuck. I’m aware it’s kind of twisted, but I’ve long since accepted it. Every set of eyes in here is on me right now, and I know I look damn good already. Wait till they see me dance.

When I let go of his hand and step on to the stage, my smile transforms to something real and raw. This, too, is familiar. An old home, somewhere I’m comfortable. The music is heavy in my ears, but I don’t care what's playing, my body already beginning to sway with the beat.

I close my eyes and let my hands run up my sides, the slow grind of my body perfectly in time with the music. My body moves purely from memory, some of the best memories of my life.

Some people might think it strange that dancing like this, half naked beside a pole, would be a happy place for me. When I’m here and the music is strong, I am a fucking golden goddess. This is for me and even still, it sucks in everyone around me.

I open my eyes to look over each face in the room as they take in the rapture of my movements. Even the bartender has stopped pretending to be cleaning and is watching me with intensity.

I lock eyes with Neil, biting my lip as I grind. The way my rapist can’t take his eyes from me, the way he’s completely entranced, should scare me. It doesn’t, though. It excites me.

I cry out as they rip my pants off. My nails break against the deck as I try to scramble away, but there’s nowhere to go.

“Check it out, boys! We got a piercing!”

“She’s gonna love this shit,” Sergio says, “Just another Saturday night, right, bitch?”

He laughs as he grabs my legs and drags me to him.

“No, man, you’re gonna tear her for sure. Let me go first.”

Sergio looks down at me before leaning in and trailing his tongue up the side of my cheek. If I had the wherewithal, I would bite it, but all I can do is shiver in terror. His breath smells like tequila and the shrimp we ate earlier. Bile rises in my throat.

“Don’t worry, baby. My Snake gonna pay you a visit real soon.”

The rhythm picks up, and I let instinct take over.

My eyes fall on Sergio. He was always the secondary alpha of the group. With his massive stature and Spanish accent, he never bought into as much of Neil’s shit as the rest. Didn’t seem to need to. Even now I’m sure he thinks he’s such a fucking ladies’ man, and the hardness I can see in his pants even across the room tells me I’m still the type of lady he enjoys.

My lip finds my teeth when I think of it, and what I’m going to do to it very, very soon. My eyes close and I relish the power I hold over the room and what is coming.

Bloody fucking vengeance.

When the song changes, I keep moving, just enjoying the moment. When it stops and I open my eyes, only Neil is left, standing right in front of the stage. I feel a moment of panic but only smile sheepishly at him.

“Sorry, did I scare them off?” I lean down to pick up my dress. His hand shoots out to stop me.

“Not so fast, pretty girl,” he says, still gripping my wrist. He firmly leads me down the steps again. I get a better look at his face and see his huge pupils, the tent of his pants. I’ve got him. A genuine smirk crosses my face and I let a finger trail down his chest.

“See something you like?” I raise my eyebrow.

Faster than I can react, he flips me on to my stomach and pushes my torso flat on the stage. His hand is wrapped around my neck and I struggle in earnest. He pushes up against my ass and I feel his hardness. Terror fills me and I start to struggle until I realize he really doesn’t know it’s me, he just wants to fuck me.

It’s all part of it,I remind myself.You knew what you'd have to do again to be a part of this world.

I settle down, much to his surprise.

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