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My autonomy, my pride, my body.
I can imagine most girls who become prostitutes are pushed into it with situations just like these. The difference is that those criminals are a different class. More powerful. More dangerous.
I look at Marius. He hates this, I can tell. Unless he’s one hell of an actor. All of this could very much be a trap, closing in on me to turn me into those people’s little toy.
But what choice do I have?
I can be their whore, or I can be everyone’s, for free, online, without even being paid for the privilege.
“You said you vetoed them fucking me?” my voice is weak.
He marks a pause. “I’ve seen and participated in initiations, sweetness. There might be no actual penetration, but don’t doubt it for one second. If you’re going through with this, you will get fucked in every other way.”
And not by him.
By hisfather.
“You think I should do it.” It’s not a question.
“Yes.”
My stomach rolls as my throat clogs up.
“But before you do, I have something to ask you, Sarah.”
He makes it sound like he already knows my answer, although I haven’t dared voice it.
I have no choice. I’m going to be the whore of their sick little club’s board.
Tears prick my eyes.
“What?” I murmur, my voice frailer than I can remember it being.
“Marry me?”
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Her mouth drops open and stays that way, giving me a chance to present the case I rehearsed all night.
“They’re going to make you feel worthless.” I need her to understand that now, so she can be strong enough to live through it while retaining that defiance, that pride I love so much in her. “That’s the point—seeing if you’re willing to let down all your pride for the privilege. And you’ll come out of it feeling likenothing. But I want you to know, to be one hundred percent fucking certain, that you are more than them. You’re my highness. My sweetness. And I want you to be mywife.”
She finally shakes off the shock. “Wait…you can’t be serious.”
“I’d marry you today if I could. But Ma would murder me if she couldn’t plan the wedding.” I slant her a grin. “I already told Pa I was marrying you. Which is the only reason he considered setting up protection around you.”
“Wait, your dad thinks we’re getting married, and hestillwants to fuck me?”
Shereallydoesn’t know my family. I snort. “That likely makes him want to fuck you more.”
She’s speechless again, which is starting to feel stressful. A yes would have been nice, by now. But it’s Sarah. She doesn’t ever say yes if she can help it.
“What I asked for you…that’s upward of a million dollars spent on you every month,” I explain. “Well, I think we’d have to keep at it for less than a month. With those kinds of resources on it, the stalker will be found fast. But regardless, the board will absolutely votenoif I ask. If my father votes yes, a couple of his friends will be persuaded to do the same. Now, if a few other board members have initiated you…it’s almost a guaranteed yes.”
I don’t need to explain why. Such is the reality of the world. The courtesies people won’t offer to a mere stranger, a girl without any relevance, they’ll likely extend to someone whose tits they’ve groped.
She swallows, and finally nods weakly.
