"Right babe, get that dress on and then it's show time." I saw the anguish on her face, I couldn't see her keeping it together but I needed her to keep quiet and not draw attention to herself until I could at least speak to Jayden. We'd grown close over his recent visits and I was hoping that he'd think of a way that I'd be able to get her to safety. "As long as you do as you're told, you'll be fine." A small smile flickered across her face before she turned and walked over to the bed. I turned my back giving her the privacy she desired to undress but knew all too well that if I didn't come up with a plan quickly then this situation would deteriorate over night.
"You look stunning Leanne." I grabbed my hand bag from the bedside cabinet and walked towards the door.
"Sam!"
I glanced over my shoulder, "What's up?"
Leanne chewed the inside of her mouth as her eyes fell to the floor. She obviously wanted to ask me something but didn't have the courage. "Spit it out babe we haven't got time." Her eyes welled again and I didn't have time to retouch her make-up. I walked towards her and gently placed my hand on her upper arm, "What do you want to ask me?"
She looked up, surprised that I knew she had something on her mind. "How did you end up here?" Leanne's question was like a dagger to my chest. I had asked myself the same bloody question, time and time again. I was an educated young woman, from a stable home and considered myself to be streetwise but I had allowed myself to be taken in by a man. A man that only had one thing on his mind, the urge to exploit young women for profit. I contemplated my response, and glanced in her direction to see her waiting expectantly. "The very same reason you are babe but the difference is, you have someone willing to help you." Leanne smiled briefly but I didn't have time to be sentimental, I turned on my heels and opened the bedroom door nervous about what was lying ahead.
"Ladies you both look beautiful." Pyet stood beside the car leaning on the open door.
I gave him a sarcastic smirk before I wiped it clean off my face, he knew that I didn't appreciate his smart mouth but that's one of the reason he carried on, trying to goad me so he could get his hands on my body. He'd told me on numerous occasions that he wanted to fuck me, but the fact that Spyder had claimed me was enough to keep him at arm's length unless I stepped out of line. A month after I was first brought here, a girl tried to escape. I hadn't realised what she was going to do but she'd asked me to lie about where she was. This was a bad decision, Spyder had made it quite clear that no one was to touch me from the very start but I subsequently found out that rule is null and void if you try to help someone escape. That night I received the biggest hiding of my life, even Jackal and Pyet were concerned as a doctor was eventually called to deal with my injuries even though they were both the instigators. Spyder severely punished them after the assault for taking it too far as it cost him money as I wasn't able to work for four weeks because of my injuries. It was a lesson well learned and since then, they'd reprimanded me in other ways by giving me horrible punters or isolating me from the other women.
I ushered Leanne in first, I could see she was nervous but she was trying to conceal it and hopefully would just come across as just being quiet to the guys. I didn't mind doing all of the talking on the way over to the hotel in order to take the heat off her.
"Put these on," Pyet handed over the blindfolds that were customary on leaving the house. I saw the look of horror on Leanne's face and so did Pyet. "Ah babe, don't you like kinky shit?" he chuckled, tapping Jackal on the shoulder looking for reassurance that his mate had heard his joke and found it funny. "I ain't got all day just get them on."
I snatched the two pieces of material from his hand and laid them on my lap. "This is just procedure, we do this every time we leave the house because they don't want us to know where we are." I stated calmly as I picked up the first piece of material and held it up in front of her. Leanne nodded her head indicating that she was ready for me to proceed. I mouthed the words thank you and noticed Leanne gulp hard before letting out a long sigh. She moved her head forward so I could fasten the material, making sure that I covered her eyes and then I did the same although these days I wasn't required to as I knew where we were.
After a short car journey, we pulled up outside the regular hotel. Spyder had already told me that we were meeting Jayden and for that I was grateful. It had been a while since I'd seen him and being honest with the way I was feeling, I was truly missing him.
I used my key card to enter the room and Leanne followed closely behind me. Although I had informed her that she wouldn't be participating she was clearly petrified which took me back to memories of my first night.
I was seventeen when I was taken. A woman had approached me in the local shopping centre asking if I had ever considered being a model, I scoffed at the idea at first but then she showed me the earning potential. Being seventeen and naive I took her card and discussed it with a few of my friends that told me to go for it as I had nothing to lose. I made the big decision and plucked up the courage to contact her. She was very friendly, made me feel at ease and invited me to the studios where the photographer would take some sample shots. I knew that these were expensive but the lady told me that I wouldn't be charged for them because she knew I had what it took to make it in the industry.
I turned up on the day of the photo shoot and had some simple head shots taken, the photographer was cool and he allowed me to play my own music and even offered me some of his beer and joint to get me in the mood. Throughout the photo shoot the photographer got more daring asking me to try different things, I removed my bra to do some back shots but then he wanted me to turn around so he could also see my breasts. All the time he'd plied me with alcohol and had allowed me to smoke weed so that eventually I was agreeing to anything. The shots looked hot and he continued to tell me what a fantastic body I had, something I had never heard before. From then on he pushed even further and asked if I would allow him to take the money shot, I was hesitant at first but he was very persuasive, he brushed my hair out of my face and gently kissed my cheek before making his way to my lips and kissing me like no one had ever kissed me before. I was like putty in his hands, he removed my underwear and before I knew it, we were having sex. I was aware of someone else in the room and only found out recently that it was Jackal, he continued to take photographs and filmed me having sex with the photographer.
After the incident and the booze and drugs had worn off, I felt humiliated and used, and couldn't understand why they would do that to me. I didn't report the incident as I didn't want to be humiliated, my father was highly respected because of his charity work and this would be embarrassing for the family. It wasn't until two weeks later that I received a photograph through the post showing me in a very compromising position, I knew I would never get away from these photographs and hated the fact that these people had power over me.
Jackal asked to meet to discuss my situation further and told me to pack a bag, which I had found strange. I did as I was told and met him at the designated place where he informed me that he wanted me to go and work for him. He didn't explain in too much detail but I knew it was for the sex trade, when I refused he began to tell me that he would post everything on-line and tag all of my friends in before he sent it to my family.
I was horrified and tried to analyse the impact that it would have on my family. My dad would be devastated and would never forgive me for bringing shame on the family. He also presented me with a file on my sister who I loved very much. She had been followed for a couple of weeks because they had countless pieces of information regarding her movements, routines and even her friends. I was told that if I didn't do as I was told, then Jazz would be taken and sold as a sex slave.
This was surreal, as he spoke I thought about the situation I had put myself in and couldn't believe this could happen. That day I made one of the hardest decisions of my life, I left with Jackal. I couldn't put my family through the shame of having a daughter like me as they'd be humiliated if any of t
heir friends knew what I had done.
My first experience with a client was horrific. I had been threatened beforehand that if I didn't go through with it, I would be made to regret it. Jackal had previously shown me photos of a girl that had refused to do what was asked of her, and tried to escape. She was most certainly dead in the photos, she was battered and bruised and would have suffered so much pain before she died. He also showed me photos of her charred remains, and I knew that his threats were serious.
I sat in the hotel room waiting for the man to arrive and remember taking a bottle from the mini bar so I could calm my nerves. I hadn't been a virgin when I slept with the photographer but even so I didn't give myself away freely. I sat on the bed and looked at my watch as it neared 7.00pm, I was hoping he'd be late or even better not turn up at all but the knock on the door came indicating that my worst nightmare had just come true.
He was an older gentleman, in his fifties and should've known better than to use an agency to sleep with young girls. He was old enough to be my grandad and I felt disgusting when he had his hands all over me. I was told that I needed to act like I enjoyed the experience so the customer was pleased and wanted to book me again, and through fear of being assaulted like the girl in the photos, I did exactly as I was told.
I remember meeting with Spyder later that evening and him informing me of how proud he was because the gentlemen that I'd fucked had requested to see me again the following week. How could anyone be pleased that a young girl that he had coerced into sleeping with a stranger for money be proud of them? And so, the routine continued, waking up, fucking and sleeping, waking up, fucking and sleeping. For two long years, this had been my life. Now here I was, being asked to train young girls so they would be more comfortable with the situation and learn the trade. What had I become?
"Sit down and get yourself comfortable, Jayden will be here soon babe." Leanne continued to look at the floor through her hair as she hung her head and slowly walked over to the chair in the corner of the room. I placed my handbag onto the bedside cabinet and was startled by a series of knocks on the door. Leanne was physically shaking, I placed my hand on her arm gently, "It's going to be okay, please trust me on this." I managed to get a genuine smile from her, which was the first this evening and I felt better knowing that she was feeling a little more comfortable. There was another series of bangs on the door, I didn't want to keep him waiting any longer I left Leanne's side and briskly walked to open the door.
"Hi Jay, please come in." I stood aside giving him enough space to enter the room.
"You look lovely this evening," he bent down to give me a kiss on the lips but I pulled back slightly, earning me an unreadable expression.
"Thank you," I stated letting out a loud sigh.
"What's the matter babe?" he asked following me into the bedroom. He glanced at Leanne briefly before returning his attention to me, "And this is?"
"This is what I need to talk to you about." Jayden looked at me confused. "Leanne do you mind sitting in the bathroom while I talk to Jay?" she shook her head and stood as Jayden watched in wonder.
"What's going on Sam?" he asked still confused by the situation.
I waited for Leanne to enter the bathroom and shut the door before sitting on the bed tapping the mattress beside me for Jayden to join me. He hesitantly sat down and looked at me expectantly.
"I'm going to tell you what's going on but I want you to listen and ask all of your questions at the end, is that okay?" Jayden placed his hand on top of mine and gave it a squeeze of what I took as reassurance, and nodded his head. I gave a brief smile and let out a long sigh while I contemplated how to start.
"I was tricked into working for this firm at the age of seventeen. To cut a long story short, I was drugged and plied with alcohol and coerced into making a sex tape, with that I was bribed and threatened that if I didn't start working for them, they'd show everyone the tape and force my younger sister into the sex trade. I couldn't let that happen so I left that night and haven't been home in two years." I blurted everything out hoping I hadn't missed anything. Jayden let go of my hand and was now sitting forward on the edge of the bed leaning on his clasped hands.
"I've been working as a prostitute since then living in squalid conditions up until a couple of days ago, when the bloke in charge invited me to stay at his house. He has continued to send me to work but he wants me to train the new girls, hence me having Leanne with me this evening."
I stopped talking and looked intently at Jay, he hadn't moved since he'd been in this position and I was concerned that he'd think differently about me, now he knew how I got into this game. He'd referred to me before as being fiery and strong willed but now he knew my story he'd probably see me as being weak. I reached out and placed my hand on his forearm and he pulled away, standing so I couldn't touch him any further. Jayden paced the room and ran his fingers through his short hair. He looked like he had a million things running through his mind but his eyes were ablaze.
"Jayden please talk to me." He stopped in his tracks and turned toward me, "I know I must seem weak but you need to believe me when I say I would've done anything within my power to not do this if I had a choice. I couldn't have them taking Jazz, I would always protect her even if it meant that I got hurt in the process."
Jayden shook his head and walked towards me before crouching between my legs. "You're not to blame Sam, I'm just trying very hard to keep it together at the moment. I'm awash with different emotions and I don't know how to channel them."
"It's okay, what's done is done, I don't even know why I'm telling you all this but I can't have Leanne going through the same ordeal as I have. If I can at least save her then some good has come out of all this."
Jayden shook his head in disbelief, "You need to think about yourself as well Sam, I can see bruising under the make-up so you're obviously being mistreated. You need to come away with me tonight."
"No I can't, I've got other women relying on me I can't just up and leave, and he said if I ever did he'd hurt Jazz."
"Are you referring to Spyder?" I nodded my head not wanting to say the words, "I get it babe but if you're in danger I can't allow you to go back."
"No it's fine, he's taken a shine to me recently."
I saw the hatred in Jayden's eyes, "I'm at a loss as to what to do, I need to speak to CJ and the club to see if we can come up with some sort of plan to get you and the other girls free. How many of you?"
I mentally calculated, "The last time we were all together about twenty in total." I saw him analysing what I'd just said
"And were you all taken in the same way?" he asked leaning forward so he could rest his arms on my legs.
"Yes."
"And were you all of a similar age when you were taken?"
"Anywhere between the ages of fifteen to seventeen. Usually from respectable backgrounds as this gave them leverage for blackmail with the video because if they were from a Jeremy Kyle family their parents probably wouldn't give a shit if their kids were in a sex tape."
"How come none of you have a missing persons report filed or been on the news as missing? There's enough of you to cause concern."
"I've been allowed to call home every couple of months. The calls are monitored and again we're threatened with our own lives and that of our families if we give any information away."
I could see Jayden pondering on the information I'd given him, it was a lot for him to take in and I was pleased that he hadn't bolted. He was prepared to help which I was grateful for. I knew he didn't want to be with me, like in a relationship or anything, at the end of the day I was a prostitute but the time we'd spent together had been really nice and I hoped that he would carry on seeing me even though he now knew my secret.
"What you thinking Jayden?" I asked covering his hands with mine.
He let out a sigh, "My heads spinning babe." He moved his hands and slowly stood placing them into his pockets. "How have you carried on regardless?"
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bsp; I smiled, "The same reason you have." He looked at me confused. "How did you feel when you lost your leg?" I asked trying to get him to open up about his feelings.
"Like my whole world had ended, like I couldn't carry on anymore because I had let my family down and I didn't want them to be embarrassed of me and make excuses for my disability. Where you going with this Sam?"
I stood and made my way towards him, "And how do you feel now?"
"I'm in a better place now and I've realised that it's not the end of the world, and I hate to say it but I'm probably better off being around friends and family that care and are prepared to support me. What's this got to do with your situation though? I'm finding it difficult to link the two situations."
"It's exactly the same, at first I thought my whole world had ended and that I couldn't carry on. I thought that my family would be ashamed of me and I even contemplated taking my own life because of the situation I was in."
"And now?"
"And now I'm in a better place, I've been given hope and if everything goes horribly wrong and something was to happen to me, my bad situation allowed me to meet you."
Jayden's eye searched mine as I raised my hand to touch his cheek, I'd been longing to touch him and felt the fluttering in my stomach as I made contact with his skin. Jayden leaned in and placed his lips firmly on mine, I wrapped my arms around the back of his shoulders and pulled him closer. I needed to touch him, I needed him to make me feel special in the way only he did.
There was a series of loud bangs on the door. "Shit!" I whispered to Jayden, "That will be Spyder."
Jayden pushed past me heading for the door but I grabbed his arm forcing him to stop. "You can't do this Jay you'll jeopardise everything and I need to get that young girl to safety," I stated firmly pointing to the bathroom. Jayden looked between the hotel door and me, when there were another series of bangs on the door. "Hold on a minute please." I shouted.
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