Prologue : Pale, Red NightA Chapter by Totoro-SamaIt's just a regular, rainy night as the Hostess.-----The smell of flavored cigarettes and the sound of sarcastic giggling intertwined with the sound of rain coming from the outside. Mia found herself staring out the window as she sat with her client, mesmerized by the sight, the pitter-patter of the drops, and the muffled sound that the strong glass kept her from hearing. Outside ... It was so much different from what was going on in there. Outside lay the stillness of the world she should live. Inside, cramped, yet luxurious, lay the world caved in with lust and greed. The dark, blue night was nowhere near the hellish red within. Everything seemed to be lined red. The furniture was red, the dresses were red, and lips were painted of the darker color. Hm. Maybe the whole room was dark as well ... or maybe she had just gotten used to the softening of the light. Right now, she sat on the red-velvet, luxurious booth. She sat with her painted, red lips, brown locks pulled up with a side-ponytail. She sat with her short, strapless, red dress. She sat with a rich, handsome lawyer and smiled at his every word. Mia-Sara sat within the "Red Rose Hostess Club". "Oh, all this stress. Sara, it's so good to see you again this week, how's my doll been?" -----His large hand wrapped around her open shoulder, causing for skin to touch skin as she gracefully poured her client another glass of red wine. Touching was normal, Sara knew, and if she were to continue working for a decent salary, Sara would have to get used to men touching her. Sara would have to get used to men being intimate with her. Sara would have to be immune to their advances. Those were the requirements. Ruby eyes batted as she looked at him each time. She giggled when he made jokes (even though they weren't funny), and she ignored it when he spoke of having the two of them go to a Hotel. Sara did her job accordingly. Just as she was told to ... But ... ugh ... his hands were everywhere. Sometimes they would crawl up her arm and sometimes they would crawl up her leg. Luckily, it was raining outside. Sara would use the cold as an excuse for her impulsive shivering and she would have that same justification when she needed to move his hand. Sometimes, it was advantageous to play the "shy" card. It allows for more requests ... and more requests needed money. "Oh my, Edwin, you are drinking more than you should; be careful, okay?" "No worries doll, as long as you pour, I drink!" "Heehee. Don't be so sweet! Here, I shall take the tray away just so---" -----Suddenly, the whole room began to spin. From the glass window that she enjoyed gazing upon, Mia was now looking up to see the dimmed lights of the chandelier while large, burly hands restrained both her arms. Suddenly, something wet was crawling up her ankle, and the feeling compelled Sara to turn her head to the side, struggling to get away from his strong grasp. She knew what he was doing. Sara knew she had to stop it. No one else would be able to. It was a busy night. Even her boss was working with a client. The booths were always distanced so that the customers are in their own little world, their hostess caged within them. Ohh ... the wet feeling was crawling up her thigh ...! "What lovely legs you have there, doll! Now ... Let's see what's between 'em." "Please, this is against the agreement. Please let go of me right now, or you will be ... Ah!" -----Sara jolted when a hand began to reach somewhere she never believed would be awakened so soon. The room suddenly mixed the different shades of red. She was slowly becoming dizzier and dizzier as the smell of the flavored cigarettes jumped at the opportunity to melt with her. The pitter-patter of the rain seemed to be distancing itself away ... away from the impurity ... away from the lust and the greed. Away from her. Only the sounds of his drunken chuckles and the movement of his hands seemed to be so close. Her body was going numb with each second. Sara couldn't even speak. This was disgraceful. How could she let herself get so close like that?! It would have been better if she had kicked him right away ... even though she would get scolded. Oh ...! How the room seemed to blur! By now, Sara's face was just as red as a tomato as the handsome, just lawyer indulged at the new sight of his hostess. Wait ... where were his hands going?! Now, he can't be ... he can't be ... undressing ... her! Sara could only feel the slight sensation running slowly up her back where the zipper was. Oh my God ... if only the rooms weren't as secluded. "He-HE-" -----Mia tried to scream, but a large, burly hand covered her mouth. Doesn't the staff realize that she was getting raped? There were cameras in here for a reason! With one, unblemished, ruby jewel open while the other remained closed, the young hostess got a good look at her client. "I paid for all of you, doll, and I'm gonna get all of you." The room seemed to darken with each and every second.
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