Jill snapped the photo of herself and her sister Janice as they stood in front of the mirror in the condo that they shared.
Practically speaking they shared everything these days, though that hadn’t always been the case. In fact, growing up the two of them fought quite a bit about what was theirs and what they were forced to share by their parents.
Now… well, now they shared clothes, they shared a stylist, they shared a surgeon, and they shared the same career.
Stripping and whoring was a career… right?
She tapped out the message to John under the picture and sent it off. John was the manager of the club they worked at, and was the reason for the situation they were in now.
Janice had gotten in to deep trouble a few years ago, financially speaking, and had needed to make some quick cash. She was still in college and needed something that she could do outside of her school hours, but paid well, so she’d reluctantly started stripping at the club.
It had taken John only a few months to get her completely under his thumb through a mix of drugs and subliminal messages in the music that blared out of the speakers at the club all night long.
Janice had dropped out of college and gone from a studious young woman, to a cheap stripper sucking dicks in the VIP, and it hadn’t gone unnoticed by Jill.
As the older sister, and a journalist, she’d felt compelled to try and find out what was going on. So against her better judgement, she’d gone “undercover” at the club and quickly fallen in to the same trap that Janice had.
The bing of her phone focused her attention once more and she read the response from John, “Looks good. Client will be there in twenty minutes. Remember, all six of those holes are open for him tonight.”
A little shiver ran through her as a slight gasp came from over her shoulder where Janice had been reading her screen as well.
“Do you think he’s fuck both of our asses tonight?” Janice asked in a half hushed tone.
Jill shook her head, “No… he’s old, he won’t be able to get it for that long. If we’re lucky he’ll blow his load before he gets to either of our butts.”
Janice nodded but looked sad, Jill understood the feeling, but wasn’t quite there yet.
Janice had been under John’s control for longer, she no longer fought it, and in fact even wanted it now. Jill was still struggling a little, though not enough to do anything about it.
She could still feel happy that her ass was likely to survive tonight unscathed, but there was a little bit of her, deep in the recesses of her mind, that was sad about that as well.
They both walked back down the hallway and into the main area of the condo, she tossed her phone on the end table, and they both flopped down on to the couch to await the client.
Twenty minutes was a long to to wait, but not long enough to do much else either, Jill just turned the tv and put on some porn to pass the time and hope that the client might cancel… or be early, she wasn’t sure which would be better anymore.
