SWNOVELS Chapter 10.
She tried to replace the vivid images of her nightmare with memories of times when she felt happy, such as the first time she held both her children in her arms, or the day she walked down the aisle and said yes. her handsome lover, unfortunately she could not banish the images from her mind for long, they kept coming back.
True, the first week she was abducted, they had nightmares every day, but gradually they stayed away. However, this dream was one that could have come straight out of a horror movie.
Iris scoffed, she needed to focus on the job ahead, there would be severe reprocussions if they made mistakes, she whitenesses them yesterday, when one of the men had flicked of a customer... The sound of his wrist being snapped by one of the orcs was chilling.
"Do you want your own name of a stage name?"
Without her noticing, one of the hostesses had walked up to her and asked her a question.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?"
The woman huffed annoyed. "I asked you if you wanted to use your own name or a stage name?"
The stunned look on her face must have betrayed her naivety, as the woman turned completely to her and sighed deeply.
"For the clients to sign up for your services..., tomorrow..., on your first day as a pleasure doll..." She looked at Iris and rolled her eyes, making no effort to hide her irritation.
It had escaped her for a while, today was the third day..., the day customers were allowed to sign up for her services, the next day...
"Yeah, right..., I completely forgot..."
Iris tried to swallow a lump that grew in her throat, her stomach cramping at the thought of what would happen tomorrow, especially with her nightmare still fresh in her mind.
"Uhh, just put me down like, uhh..."
What the hell would she call herself, not by her own name, that's for sure... Suddenly one of the girls with raven hair and a long slender body like a cat hissed as she jumped off the stage and sprained her ankle.
"Ripley..., sign me up as Ripley"
"Fine..." The woman wrote her name on the small screen she was carrying and walked away, swaying her hips seductively for the non-existent customers. It was still early, so the doors of the brothel were still closed, so provocatively rocking her hips like a ship on a raging sea was pointless, but she'd made it her own as if it were second nature.
"...Ripley? How the hell did you come up with that name, Ripley? Like in Aliens, Ripley?"
His eyes betrayed his hidden laughter, as he strolled up to her.
"Yeah, I thought it would be appropriate with all the lurking creeps around, but hey, didn't you take a stage name? Hmmm?"
"Of course I did, you can call me Thor..., as in the god of thunder. Girl..., I'm gonna make my clients roar like thunder when they cum, trust me!"
Iris's eyes widened at his words and before she was able contain her laughter, Iris into a roaring laughter, tears started to run down her cheeks and she sank to her haunches with her arms wrapped around her waist.
Her laughter was so contagious that Jelmer couldn't keep his face straight any longer and burst out himself.
Despite the disapproving looks from some colleagues, Iris couldn't stop laughing and it took a while before she was finally able to get up again, still hiccuping.
How rotten and penible their situation was at the moment, without each other and the humor they shared, they certainly wouldn't make it, both of them were fully aware of that.
After that, the rest of the day passed without significant events and gradually passed into the evening.
Although Aruna had warned her about the white-haired elf, Iris hadn't come across him yet and the warning had been pushed into the back of her mind.
Tonight her work area consisted of the tables close to the bar including two group tables. The first couple of hours were relatively easygoing, as usual it started to become more crowded after midnight.
At about 1 am, a large reptilian creature came in and Iris looked at him from head to toe. It was clear he'd had some drinks elsewhere, not like he wasn't walking straight or smelling like alcohol, but something told Iris that his usual gait wasn't quite as relaxed.
The creature was tall, at least 7.6feet, and had ocher scaly skin that gradually transitioned from a deep ocher shade on the back to a light beige on the front. He wore a net all over his body, with leather and metal body armour on the shoulders, waist and crotch.
On his face he wore a terrifying metal mask, with some kind of black glass where the eyes were located and on the edge of his head were long black tube-like braids that reminded Iris of dreadlocks, decorated with metal beats.
Iris couldn't help but think that she'd seen this creature in a movie once, way back when she was young, kissing her first boyfriend in the back of the movie theater. What was that movie called again? Iris couldn't remember and shrugged, it didn't matter... that was then and this was now...
Once the creature was seated at one of the two-person tables, Iris straightened her back, pushed back her fear, took a very deep breath, and walked over to take his order.
His intimidating and menacing appearance was heightened by the sound of his growling, clicking voice, but he was in no way hostile or aggressive towards her, on the contrary, his attitude towards her was more aloof and formal, almost calling it respectful.
Standing with her back to the entrance, Iris failed to see a white-haired man enter the brothel.
Iris gave the bartender her customer's order and while she waited she couldn't help but thoughtlessly moved to the rousing rhythm of the music, unaware that the man who had just entered had shifted his attention from the hostess he was harassing. fell to her.
After Reptile Man, as Iris began to call him, thanked her in his strange, formal way, bowing his head and a fist to his chest, she turned and walked to the group table. Iris couldn't deny that she was charmed by the respectful demeanor Reptile Man had given her and she resolved to ask the bartender as soon as she had a spare moment, the stark contrast of demeanor and appearance intrigued her.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw that several men had taken their seats at one of the group tables.
She moved to the table, rocking her hips, navigating carefully among the other guests.
The seductive wiggle of her hips didn't come naturally to her, Iris was ashamed to walk like that, but hey, this was the policy, they were all told to walk as seductively as possible...
The moment Iris approached the table, she saw him sitting at the table, the white-haired man Aruna had warned her about, immediately all the alarm bells went off in her head.
Aruna hadn't lied, the man was incredibly handsome, despite the scars or perhaps because of the scars on his face. But the threat emanating from him was unmistakable. She knew immediately that many women would fall for this, but probably because of Aruna's warning, the undisguised predatory look in his eyes made her sick to her stomach. She felt naked under his gaze and immediately decided to take a long shower after her shift was over.
The moment she arrived at their table, white hair wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him, he didn't care that Iris was trying with all his might to free herself from his embrace, on the contrary, it aroused him.
"What a pretty little thing you are..." His voice was dark and enchanting and gave her a big, fanged smile.
Iris' stomach sank, this was not good, she didn't want his attention on her, the skin on her back suddenly felt tight and cold.
Hoping to look tougher than she actually felt, Iris straightened her back and shoulders and grabbed the hand that held her hip tightly. She pressed her nails deep into his skin, and as she pulled his hand away from her, she hissed in a commanding voice for him to let go of her.
This only fueled his excitement and he pulled her even closer.
"Isn't tomorrow the day you start your first night as a pleasure puppet, hmm?" His grin grew at the shocked look in her eyes.
Suddenly he let go of her waist.
"Bring us a bottle of whiskey and five glasses, doll..." and he gave her a little push towards the bar.
Legs trembling, Iris walked back to the bar, unaware that her reptilian client had witnessed the entire incident.