Emily walked into the building. It was clean enough, but barren. She was told it used to be a hotel; perfect for what she had in mind. She straightened out the table, placed a cute little bell on it, and set a couple of chairs in front of it. Then she went upstairs and opened the first room. It was dusty and unkempt, but it had a bed. That was all she needed for now. A bed, and her cunt. That was to be the humble start of her new brothel. She blew the dust off of a mirror and looked at herself through it. She had black, curly hair, that flowed down to her waist. Her outfit, a low cut t-shirt tucked into a short black skirt, exposed plenty of her creamy white skin. Her shirt was tight enough to reveal the shape of her small, humble, b-cup breasts. Turning around and lifting her skirt, she examined her small, tight ass. She wondered how much people would pay for her…
A knock came from the door downstairs.
She quickly gathered herself and ran down the stairs. A shady looking man was waiting for her. He leaned over, and quietly said, “I hear this is where the new brothel is.”
“Why, yes!” Emily said, eager to satisfy her first customer. “We’re still making some renovations, and we’ll be open to business very soon!”
“That’s all fine and dandy, but I’m not looking to do business soon, I’m looking for it now!”
Emily started to get worried now. She realized why every brothel had at least 2 tough looking security guys. She wiped the sweat off her forehead.
“S-sir, we d-don’t have any g-g-girls working here yet,” she stammered.
The man grabbed her by the collar and pulled her across the table. Then he reached down into her pants and stuck his fingers up her cunt. “I see a girl,” he said.
“Now here’s how it’s gonna work missy,” the man took off his coat and threw it on a chair, before leaning in close. Emily could feel his warm breath against her nose. “You’re gonna take me up to one of them rooms, whether you like it or not,” he whispered, “or I’m gonna carry you up there. And once I’m through with you, I’ll call the cops to shut this whole joint down.”
Emily knew she had no choice. She stayed quiet, but the man took that as a yes. He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her up the stairs…
