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*CHAPTER 11*
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”Come here Alexander” He said.
The room is dark save for the light coming
throu-ghfrom the toilet, whose door is shut
halfway.
”Come here Alexandra Beckington” he repeats
Alexanderis standing by the wall, a towel
covering her bo-dy. She had just showered,
leaving the bathroom only to find her room
dark, and he seated on her be-d. She refused to
leave the wall, her eyes pooling on their own
accord, knowing what is to come. She was
twelve at the time, it has been two years since
he started ra-ping her.
”Alexander, you know daddy doesn’t like it
when you don’t obey him. Come sweety, come
to me my princess. ” he beckons to her
silently.
She is shaking her head, gluing her back to the
wall.
”No daddy, I don’t want to. I don’t want to it
hurts. It hurts so bad” a tear sli-ps from her
eyes. When she blinks, others follow.
”No baby, it doesn’t. You just think it does.
Okay, I will show you how it won’t hurt okay.
Come, baby, Daddy wants you” his eyes
sparkles. She had always wondered why his
eyes did that.
Years later, she had come to realize that all
men had sparkling eyes when they were in
desirous nee-d. When their hor-mones were
raging hot when their members were ha-rd as
rock, when they are nearing your core..and
more so..while they are inside of you.
Years later, she still hated the look in their
eyes, so she closes hers when they are ontop
and inside her, shut her ears to their mo-ans
and Gr0-ns, pretend to love and enjoy the
intimacy a man and a woman shares, but
within, she wished they would stop, the way
she wished her father would stop, but he never
did, they never did. Because night after
night…a man with a different face, a few bills
on the be-d.. and when they leave, she would
cry within thinking of how they used her for a
night or more, but because as a Call Girl, you
had to survive on the streets, even if it meant
grabbing the sheets one day too many.
Years later, she still hated her foster father for
turning her into this, damaging her…taking her
down a road she hated, a road she eventually
had to embr@ce. A road, a girl like her had
no choice other than walk on, survive..become.
Years later, all men..still carried her father’s
face, wanted all he wanted..but then, she had
no choice. she was young, she was too young
to overpower him, to stop him, to fight him.
And no one believed her, no one would dare
believe a man like her father, a man who doted
on his foster daughter would dare defile a
child since she turned ten. And defile her he
did for five years until she ran away.
Years later, an adult and a girl paid for her
bo-dy. She hated it, she hated all of it. But she
had to survive, so she mastered it, and lived
from it.
A stri-pper and a Call Girl was never a life she
envisioned of having.
But life fxxks you up in the arse so ha-rd you
spill involuntary mishaps on a daily.
That was the life she had, a damaged girl. So
what was there to preserve, what was there to
hold back.
In the end, as she grew up, she had a
choice…and for a while, she ran with it.
”I will work so ha-rd and be better, never again
” she had told herself.
She didn’t go back to her old school when she
ran away because she knew he would come
and find her. She had gone, reaching the
outskirts of the town and alighted, having no
money to pay the fare, a lady..approaches her
and asked her where she was going to.
”Anywhere, anywhere away from pain” she had
told her, her eyes were red, swollen from tears.
”What kind of pain?” she had asked her,
Alexander, fifteen then, looks into the lady’s
eyes before she eventually breaks.Bursting out in tears she tells her, the woman
gathers her to herself and takes her home. She
lived alone, she was a nun. She had stayed
with her for a few months until the Nun’s
brother returned home.
And then one day, while the good Nun was
away on church duties, he had come, touching
her from behind. Startled, she turns to find him
staring at her, and then his eyes had that same
light she used to see in her father’s. Her heart
catches in her che-st and then she looks down
immediately to see his rising bulge from his
shorts.
That’s when she knew that all men were the
same…especially the way their eyes grew dim
yet sparkles, their breathing comes in heavy
feats, their bo-dy slightly warm..and the lower
pa-rt of them pumped.. like something that had
life, a mind of its own. It indeed was alive.
Just like her father’s when he was in heat, in
nee-d of a woman to sink into.
“I want you ” he had said p-ulling her to him.
“No .. please ” she begs moving further away
from him.
“I want you Alexa” he calls her as he buries his
head in her hair, p-ulling her closer and ti-ghter
to him.
“Stop it. Stop it please ” she cried. But it was
no use.
He ra-pes her, twice before his sister returns.
Alexa didn’t stay there anymore, she didn’t
nee-d to. When the Nun came back and was
told by Alexa what her brother did in her tears.
She was thrown out.
The Nun called her the devil’s daughter who
had come to se-duce her brother, a priest’s
boy, who would never look at a girl lustfully.
”The devil’s child!!! Begone, take your things
and leave. I took pity on you, I helped you
when you had nowhere to go but you turn and
se-duce my brother, the devil child you are, be
gone!!!”
Alexandra had left, with just what she had on,
boarded another bus heading out of town..
sle-pt on the streets for a few days until she
walked into a bar.
”I can work” she had told the man who turns to
see her.
The man stares at her ”What can you do? We
have no opening”
”I can clean and help in the kitchen, please”
she pleads.
“We have no opening. Go away”
“I don’t have anywhere else to go. Please ..let
me work for food and shelter. Please, I beg
you ” she had gone on her knees.
He calls out to a lady who comes to him ”My
wife…” he tells Alexander, then to his wife ”You
nee-d an extra hand in the kitchen? you could
use her. ” His thick wife whose weight could
dent the ground itself looks her over ”I don’t
have much to pay, would you take 500
hundred?”
”I would take anything!!” Alexanderhad said
happily.
She had thought that maybe, she could work a
little to fend for herself, then..just maybe go
back to school, that just maybe, her father and
the Nun’s brother were just the only men who
were faulted and bad and wanted to inflict
pain.
But she was wrong, because like flies, they
would flock to a place where they see a pile of
shit.
And these men, they did come, frequenting the
bar, and it started with slap-s to her bu-tt,
pinching her delicates and grabbing her
bre-ast s or for-cefully putting their hands un-der
her skirt.
Whenever she complained, the man who hired
her went out to challenge them, telling them
they should be ashamed of themselves.
But it didn’t stop them, the more they did that
the more she complained and the more he
har@$$ed them. But not for long, until they
stopped coming to the bar and thus sales
dropped.”She is bad luck that one” his wife tells him to
her hearing. Alexander was wiping the tables
clean, she pauses to listen.
”She is just a child, I wouldn’t want anyone to
touch my child like that” he told her
”She is bad luck, business is dropping, no one
comes.. its just a harmless touch, not like they
would do what she doesn’t already know they
would do, what’s the harm there?”‘
”Deborah, I forbid you to think towards a child
like that” he said angrily leaving, Alexandra had
turned to the wife who throws her a dirty look.
A month later, he was out of town. The men
had come again, this time grabbing her and
for-cefully putting her on their lap.
”Let me go!!” she cried. It was late. it was just
her and Deborah who was closing up the
kitchen.
”Let’s make you a happy girl tonight yeah?”
One of them said.
”Let me go!!”
”No baby!!” another tries to ki-ss her, she slap-s
his face away, he grabs her hand holding it
ti-ght. Alexandercries out.
”Let her go!!”
They turn to see Deborah with a bat in her
hand.
”Or else what?” Another asks her.
”Or else I would smash this to your ba-lls that’s
what, whose first?” she threatens looking at the
four men, two of which held Alexander.
Alexandersighs in relief.
She would be fine. She would be okay now.
Deborah wouldn’t let them touch her.
”No nee-d for that though, we just like the pretty
one and if you would offer her to us for a good
price, I am sure it would make both of us
happy”
Deborah looks at him, then at Alexander.
“What do you mean? ”
“I mean, we give you what you ask for just to
get busy with this pretty thing here. You can
also offer us a room for more too. Watcha say
fat lady, deal or deal?”
Now, Alexanderis shaking her head..tears
filling her eyes.
“How much?”
“Name your price”
Her eyes darts to Alexanderagain ” All four of
you..just her? Want to kill her?”
“Nope, we would be gentle, promise. name
your price ”
The bat she had held pointing towards them
suddenly drops facing the ground.. “5,000,
each ”
“Deal”
“Another 5 for the room”
‘Double deal”
“I accept cash only ”
“We gat you, mama!!” One of them says
laughing as he brings out his wallet, counting
bills and handing it to her.
“Please ..I beg you please . ” she looks to
Deborah as she cried, struggling with the men
who lift her on their shoulders while Deborah
counts her money with smiles.
“Room lady?”
“First door, on your left. That’s the changing
room. There is a table there. .sure that can
work” she doesn’t look at them as they each
disappear into the room with the crying and
struggling Alexandra.
As they undressed her and themselves, she
knew there was no point in fighting them off.
So she la-id on the table as they kept her, and
resigned herself to her fate.
After that night. it was then she realized
that..No matter where she goes, how she runs
away from it…
This pain.
These men…
They always find her.
They always get something from her… her
virtue, her esse-nce, leaving shreds of pain like
gl@$$es for her to step on.And the only way to suppress the pain was to
embr@ce it.
It was that night, that she knew there was no
going back. If this was what they wanted? Her
bo-dy.. she would give to them. She wouldn’t
fight it.
It made them happy even if it made her sad
and cringe.
It made them pay..a lot just to have it.
And maybe, within this fxxked up life.She
might survive it long enough.. to be free.
But that was just a dream. Once you get in,
you can never get out, not from this life
anyways.
So, day after day, till her, Deborah’s husband
came back, she offered Alexandra to men.
Soon, when they come, she didn’t have to
wait for her Deborah anymore. . Alexa had
begun to inti-mate the move..
Over time, Deborah angered that they didn’t
nee-d her permission anymore, kicks her out.
Since the men didn’t come to her anymore for
Alexandra, that meant no money for her.
Alexandra gets to keep all.of it. After all, it
was her bo-dy. .
Her pain. Why must she suffer throu-ghit and
have another benefit. she might as well get
paid for it.
After she left there, she leaves town, walking
into “The Escapades ” night club.
That was when she decided to embr@ce the
fxxked up life officially she already began
leaving since she was ten.
And that was where she made her name as the
top stri-p dancer and one of their most
professional Call Girls.
She developed a stuff skin, she became a
master of pretending even when all she wanted
to do was scream and scream and kick them
away from her bo-dy.
She learned to adapt and she lived.
But yet, but yet..
There are times when everything reminds her
of her father, and sometimes when it does
happen, it causes a crack in her stuff skin and
raised up walls..
Like now…
“Come to me Alexander, I won’t ask you again
” His voice came to her again, years ago.
“No daddy”
Angrily now he gets up from the be-d, pulls her
away from the wall as she screams out, he
drags her to the be-d and flings her over his
legs
“Daddy hates nau-ghty Alexander . Daddy hates
stubborn Alexanderand daddy would show
Alexanderwhat she gets when she is being
bad.”
“Daddy no please please ” she begs, struggles
but she was no match for him.
He flings the towel away, holding her still face-
down on his legs as he brings his palm flat
down heavily on her bottom.
“Bad Alexandra”
Whamp! !
“Stubborn Alexa”
Whamp Whamp!!
“Daddy!!!” She screams, twisting and turning to
stop him, but her hands can’t wade his off or
protect her bott-om from the pain..
Whamp!! Whamp! ! Whamp!!
It goes on and on until she has no more tears,
until she becomes numb.. she cries silently.
He stops, “will you be a good girl?”
She nods her head. She could feel him ha-rden
again.
“Good, now, go on your knees and give
daddy’s little boy a ki-ss, wide open ki-ss…”
When she hesitated he had pulled her down,
for-ced her head there and almost choked her
with it..Satisfied, he lifts her and put her on the be-d as
he began to sing..
na-kednow before her he sings to her as he
clim-bs her..telling her to pretend as if she is
asleep, the way he likes to.
“Oh my sweet Alexander” he sings to her…
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Like now…. Jaime p-ulling her down and
spa-nking her ha-rd.. .
The pain..the anguish. ..it comes back..
She cries silently, her shoulders heaving up
and down.
‘Alexander? ” he calls her name again.
Silence.
He frowns..
He wanted to punish her for being annoyingly
stubborn back at the event and for her sharp
mouth and for her daring him.
He never would think that he would make her
cry.
A grown woman cry like a baby?
What the hell!.
“Alexander? ” he touches her. She rolls off his
legs and curls herself in the corner.
Dammit. He didn’t mean to, he was just angry.
Now how would he handle a grown @$$ woman
crying?
Crap! !
He always hated to see girls cry. It made him
uncomfortable.. it made him feel like a monster
of some sort especially if he is the cause.
Dammit. !!
What would he do?
“I am sorry Alexander. .I was just upset and I
shouldn’t have..hit you. I never have hit a lady
before but you are so. ..argh!!”
Wrong. Not helping.
She was still crying.
He gets up and goes to her. “I am sorry.. I
promise I won’t ever do that again.
Really..please stop crying…I can’t stand to see
a woman girl…I just can’t. ”
Alexander says nothing. .
He gets up and then walks away dialing.
“Adam..quick question. . If you make a lady
cry what can you do to pacify her?”
Adam laughs “That’s on your Boss!” The line
dies.
Dammit . He should fire that Adam.
Sadly… he can’t. Because people like Adam
were loyal AF.
He turns back to her, at loss of what to do
“okay, would you spa-nk me back..would that
be okay. Would you stop crying?”
She says nothing, but she turns to him.
“Dammit Alexander tell me what to do so you
can stop making me feel like a shit! !”
She wipes her eyes staring at him. She gave
him that look that said he should. He read it.
He un-derstood it.
“Fine. I am sorry but you pushed me”
She sniffs, another tear drops.
“What do you want so you can stop crying. ”
She wipes her eyes again. .
“You can ask anything, I would give it just so
this can stop ”
“Anything?”
”Yes”
”Anything?” She asks again, her eyes sparkling.
“Yes”
“I want a m@$$age, my feet hurts” she says
“Really?”
“You said anything ”
“Fine, then can you leave the floor and come
here. .I can’t do that from there. ”
Alexander gets to the be-d and seats down. .
She removes the shoes and then waits, as
soon as he seats down she flings her legs on
his…flexing her toes.
“M@$$age” she points.
He eyes her feet “you got athletic feet?”
“M@$$age!!!” She sneers with her red eyes and
stained cheeks with tears, she wipes her nose
again.
Sighing he begins to m@$$age.
“Oh that feels good. Oh yes..there…argh! !!”
As he m@$$ages her leg, he is wondering.
Did she just pla-y him, was she pretending, did
she just manipulate him with tears?
” And I want a bowl of ice-cream and an ice
pack for my bu-tt, and maybe pizza for dinner
since I didn’t get to eat. No..a big size fat @$$
chicken..yes!!!”
He stares at her and pauses…” really?”
“Yes really. Make the call .”
He sighs picking his phone and makes an
order.
“Continue continue, ” she tells him pointing to
her feet as soon as he is done. ”Feet!!Chop
chop!!” she clap-s her hands.
He frowns dropping the phone and getting
back to it.
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An hour later she has a king size pizza, a
plate of chicken, ice cream and she sat on a
cold ice pack…
He eyes her as she begins to eat.
“I didn’t tell you to stop m@$$aging my feet it
hurts..oh it hurts. Yummm” she bits off a thi-gh
of chicken.
“No wonder your @$$ is fat” he tells her.
“I like it” she eats more chicken. ”You want
some?” She takes the thi-gh to his face, he hits
it away..
”No!!”
”Whatever!!” she takes it back to her mouth and
eats out a chunk of it.
He flings her legs away from his and gets
up..” that’s it my hands hurt”
Alexander stares at him in shock…
Now she burst out crying, making faces.
Jaime reaches for her, takes a thi-gh of chicken
from her plate and then stuffs it into her open
mouth.
She chokes spitting it out..coughing as she
wipes her mouth. He smiles.
“You are not nice Jaime Lockswire” she points
the thi-gh of chicken she is holding to him.
“No. I am not..not to you anyways. Now if you
are done here…” He wipes his hands with a
handkerchief. ..” there is the bathroom. I nee-d
you fresh and clean for later ”
“For what later ?”
“To begin your services Alexander” he days
turning and leaving her staring after him.
She stares down, a silent tear dropping.
And as always.. when it gets to this… she
always as to put her pretend game face on.
After all, she learned from the best;
Her father.
*TO BE CONTINUED…