Chapter 18

Muse pov Mama was categorical earlier about my meeting this evening with the new client. According to her, he is a client of choice and that I have an obligation to take care of him. I feel like I won't be able to escape it this time. Already, being a loyal client of the brothel, on top of that, he asked for 'fresh meat'. What an expression! When I imagine that it is human beings that we are being treated with fresh meat, it hurts so much. How can a father use such terms? I deeply wish that these men who exploit children and young girls to please themselves sexually, are eyewitnesses of the exploitation of their own children. Yet they have women at home, sometimes even mistresses. Why do they feel the need to go to prostitutes? Why can't they ask their partners to offer them this pleasure they pay so dearly? It would suit everyone and we would not be kidnapped against our own will as we are now. Decidedly, the human being can never be understood. No matter how much I think about identifying the men, but I come away with violent headaches. Throughout the day I was in deep anguish and anxiety as the date of the meeting approached. How to escape this meeting? Mama needed to change her mind, but she was clear about her position not to change her mind. However, I still had one untapped weapon to thwart this meeting: prayer. I believe that, if until this day in the brothel, none of these perverse clients has touched me yet, it is surely because the hand of my God is with me. At present, I have no other recourse or issue other than him alone. He surely wants to spare me from the hands of those dirty pigs. For this reason, therefore, I want to implore his grace to support me until the end so that I do not have to have sex with a client. I beg her favor so that tomorrow as scheduled, I can leave this brothel without a man having sex with me. Indeed, I did everything in my power to get mama to change her mind, but it ended in failure. I believe, however, that prayer can be a game changer. All day long, I was lying in my room anxiously awaiting the appointment time. At the beginning of the evening, mama came to find me lying on my bed. I could not even rest all day, so I kept thinking about the fate that this meeting would reserve for me. Mama, standing, told me scolding "What are you still doing lying on your bed girl? Don't you know your date is due in an hour? Get up right away and go get ready to honor your date, otherwise you will be late. Remember to be super sexy when you go out. " "Mama, there is still time before the date of the meeting. I will do it later." I answer him nonchalantly. "Get up quickly little lazy girl! How much time is left? How could you be on time if you act slowly like a snail? Do I need to remind you once again that this is a important client for this brothel and that there's no room for mistakes when dealing with him? He doesn't like the delay, so you better rush out hour at the hotel. " Mama insists without letting go. "Maybe he couldn't travel after all. Did you ask him that at least?" I reply without any desire to get out of bed. "Honey, get out of that bed immediately and go get yourself ready before I get mad! I know it's your wish not to honor this date, but trust me you will definitely go! client has indeed returned from his trip and is on his way to the hotel. He can't wait to meet you and he doesn't like being kept waiting. So you better hurry! give you thirty minutes to finish and go downstairs to find me! " Mama orders me in a firm tone. I get out of bed unwillingly and go to the bathroom to wash myself. Despite everything, I prayed inside that something would happen and that this meeting be canceled. I can't have spent all this time in this brothel without sleeping with a client and at the last minute, when I'm very close to going out, a pervert comes and spoils everything. This meeting must not take place. But how can it be avoided? Everything is already planned. I was counting at least on the fact that the customer would be prevented and that he did not return from his trip, but there it is all over. So I prepare myself with a tight heart until I leave my room all ready. I bump into mama who was waiting for me in the living room. "Here you are ready, you are very beautiful my dear! I'm sure our client will be happy that you take care of him tonight. Come on, I'll drive you to the car, otherwise you'll be late. not to prepare you. " She said, standing up against me. I walk towards her with a sad face, then we go out to go to the car that will take me to the hotel. My bodyguards are waiting for me ready with their backs to the car, they were not waiting for me to arrive so that they can escort me to the hotel. I take small steps, fear in my stomach. Looks like I can't escape this encounter today. Arrived in front of the vehicle, one of my guards opens the door for me while the second takes his place at the wheel. I take my seat sadly behind. I see my spell sealed without anyone saving me this time. A tear escapes my eye and I hasten to crush it before it goes far in its course. The driver starts the car and we hit the road. I can already imagine my sad fate, my gaze glued to the car window. We were already exiting the gate when I hear the screams. I turn around to see what is screaming, that's when I see mama running after our car while gesturing with her hands for the driver to stop. "Mama asks you to stop. She's coming after us." I tell the driver who stops immediately. Mama comes to our level then tells us all out of breath "Stop! The date has been canceled. You can turn around." "What? We're not going out anymore?" I'm asking the question to make sure I heard what she just said. "Go inside, there are no more dates for this evening." Mama orders the driver, who turns around and returns to park inside the brothel. I quickly get out of the car and stride over to find Mama in the living room. "Mama, I don't understand a thing. You told me that the client had indeed arrived tonight. What happened? Why was the appointment canceled?" I inquired curious. "The client just called me to tell me he had a last minute emergency at his house and they called him to come home right away. He didn't tell me what happened. , but I imagine it must be bad enough that he decides to cancel this date at the last minute. He's not the type to miss his dates. " Mama explains to me and I feel so relieved. I understand then that my prayers are shown to my God who answered me. "Ah, I understand. I'm sorry for him! And to think that I already got used to the idea of ​​taking care of him tonight. Bad luck for him!" I lie to mama, while in my heart I jump for joy at this news. However, I have to give the impression of being sad at the risk of angering mama. "Don't worry my little one, this is only a postponement. As soon as the situation settles on his side, he will surely come back to benefit from his service." Mama replies. I returned to my room with great joy. What a deliverance! Mama may well believe the reasons given by this client which led to canceling the meeting tonight, but I am convinced that it is there but I believe that it is God who answered my prayer. This is why before sleeping, I say thank you with a grateful heart and then I ask him to act for tomorrow, so that the plan of my benefactor works perfectly and that I leave this place at the end of this plan. . The next day, I waited, biting my fingers, for the evening to come quickly. I can't wait to get out of this brothel forever. I keep my fingers crossed so that everything goes smoothly and that there is no incident. I'm afraid that bad news will prevent this meeting. What if the nice gentleman withdraws at the last minute, or something unexpected happens and he is unavailable? My heart beats a mile an hour, I worry so much for things to be successful. I wonder what the plan he mentioned is. If at least he had told me what the plan was all about. But hey, I guess he knows what he's doing and that I times trust him. So it was in this attitude of anxiety that I spent the whole day. At the end of the day, I will take my bath and prepare myself with a lot of enthusiasm. Mama came to my room less than an hour before the meeting time. I was already afraid when I saw her come through the bedroom door, that she would tell me something that I wouldn't like. She comes and sits next to me on the chair. I was combing the graft that I have on my head. I am already ready, waiting for the departure time. "I see you're ready already ?! You're on time today, may I know why?" She asks me, taking a seat next to me. "Ah mama, I just can't wait to get out of the house and take a breather. At least I could get a change of scenery and be entertained." I reply to him naturally. "Since when did you change. I remember that only yesterday you didn't want to honor on a date but today you are the one ready in advance ?!" She told me, putting a suspicious look on me. "I am only following Luna's and you"s advice. I have understood that in order to live in peace in the brothel, I must learn to obey the instructions. Because I will not want any more punishments." I tell her to reassure her and remove any suspicion from her. "In that case, I'm proud of you. I know getting started might seem a bit difficult for you because you start to lead a different way of life than what you've been used to living before. But I promise you that" over time, you will get used to it and get a taste for it. You will see, there are many advantages and benefits of living here. " Mama gives me affectionate advice. I look at her with a pained heart. She hadn't chosen this way of life either. The poor! "I promise you mama, one day we are going to get out of this brothel and you will see, you will find your son and everything will be in order in your life." I say to him sounding sincere. "My daughter, I stopped having this kind of dream a long time ago and accepted the fate of God. The fact that my son lives is enough for me. And I will not love any more. that we bring up this subject. Did I make myself understood? " "Yes mama!" "Alright, then finish getting ready and you will go to your date." Mama orders me then gets up and leaves the room. I finished the last makeovers, I think afterwards on what I could take with me before leaving this house, but I can not find anything. My official documents were given to mama when I arrived at the brothel. I'm just going to file a loss claim when I get out of here. As for my clothes, I cannot take them with me, as no one must suspect that I am leaving for good. Besides, all these clothes will not even serve me to go out since they are all very mini. I finally decide to go out with just my wallet. As I open the door to exit, I find Luna entering the room. "Here, are you already back from your date? How did it go?" I ask him when I come back to the room. Luna throws herself tiredly on her bed. "What do you want me to tell you my little one! It was just as tiring and crappy as the previous ones. You had to see the client today. With his big belly and his horse's breath. He kept drooling over it. me and I had one of those urges to run to the bathroom to reject the contents of my belly. Fortunately, as soon as we finished the act, he fell asleep directly snoring like a pig and as for me, I rushed to the bathroom to take a shower to wipe the traces of her slime from her hands on me. What a painful life! " Luna complains sadly. "I am sure very soon we will be delivered from this life. I am still hopeful that things will end well for us." I tell Lina to cheer her up. "Keep dreaming. You'll have to tell me when you're awake." She is ironic without believing my words. "Ok. I'm going out for my client tonight." "Good luck honey, you really need it!" Luna tells me like she knows I really need a fair amount of luck. I wanted to say "you don't think you say it so well!" "But before I go out, I would like to tell you that you are an admirable person with a big heart. You do not deserve this life." I told him going back to the door to open it and finally get out. Luna, who has kept calm for a short time, replies "thank you, I really hope your hopes will come true." I give her a reassuring smile, then I leave this room that I will probably never see in my life. I find mama in the living room. "Are you ready already? Come on, you have to go on your date." She told me when she saw me appear in the living room. Nois let's go out together and she lets me in the car. Without wasting time, the driver starts and we leave immediately. After two hours, we finally arrive at the hotel where I am escorted to the client's room. I walk with a beating heart. What's going to happen ? How am I going to escape these gorillas? I ask myself a thousand and one questions until the customer opens the door. "Have you already arrived ?! Come in and take a seat!" He said, pointing to the bed. I do so and he comes and sits next to me. "So what is this plan about?" I ask him impatiently. "Be patient again." He tells me calmly, while I can't wait to hear him tell me more about his famous plan. Having no choice, I remain silent and let him do it. He takes his phone out of his pocket and handles it. I understand when he brings the device to his ear, that he is making a call. "Yes, you can come!" That's all he said before hanging up the phone and laying it on the bedside. What is this man up to? My curiosity is at the highest point. Who did he call? And why is he calling on a third party, won't that harm this plan? I can't wait to find out what's on his mind, but I refrain from asking him anything. After fifteen minutes, the door finally opens to a young girl of the same size as me. I would even say that there is a slight resemblance between us. We have practically the same ebony complexion, the same height and the same build. It's just that she doesn't have makeup like I do. "Karelle, you've already come. We have to hurry!" The nice gentleman said, standing up to the young woman "This is the girl I told you about." He told her introducing me. "Are you okay girl? Quickly follow me to the bathroom!" She orders me by taking the direction of the bathroom. Before entering, she retraces her steps and says to the sixty-something "I was going to forget, play that sound." "What is that?" He asks her confused. "Hit play and you'll figure out for yourself what it is." She responds with a naughty smile. We walk into the bathroom and she hurries to get some items out of her bag. At the same time, I hear a strange noise coming from the room. By straining my ears there, I realize that it is the sound of simulating moans of a sexual nature. This lady definitely knows what she is doing. My heart calms and I watch her do the rest. "Here, apply this cleansing water on your face!" She told me, handing me the product in question. I follow this woman's instructions to the letter and after removing my makeup she tells me "Take off your clothes!" "Sorry?" I ask surprise at his request. Why take my clothes off again? I thought we weren't going to have to have sex ?! "Trust me honey, I know what I'm doing. Okay?" She said, giving me a reassuring look. I nod my head and then follow his directions. I take off my clothes, then the young woman does the same. She undresses in turn and asks me to wear her clothes. She takes mine, folds them and puts them in her purse. She comes out of other clothes that she also wears. She then gives me a wig which was her bag. It is the same cut as the one she wears on her head. I understand then what she has in mind. We go out after we have finished getting ready in the bathroom. "Wow! What a striking resemblance! They look like binoculars!" The sixty-year-old exclaims at our sight when we come out of the bathroom. The young woman turns off the device that was playing the sound and we take our places on the sofa in the bedroom. "Here's what we're going to do, Muse is going to come out first. As soon as you are outside, there is a driver who will come and get you immediately. Be as natural as possible." The lady explains to me and I listen to her attentively. But how can I be naturally when my heart is panicking right now? After about ten minutes, I go out under the signal of my benefactors. I walk with superhuman efforts to look as natural as possible. But to be honest, I'm literally shaking for fear of getting caught. I'm about to enter the elevator when I hear one of the gorillas stationed at the door calling me "Mrs!" I stop, my heart pounding.