6. SHE HATED GIVING BLOWJOBS

Vivian had just finished her work tonight, and she sat up on the bed with no cloth covering her fair skin. Yes, everything was exposed to the cold in the room, but it seemed she was used to that kind of atmosphere.

Her entire body was covered with kiss and bite marks, and that was why only a few parts of her body remained white because of the existence of the red marks.

It looked like she felt pain down there, which was why she hissed slightly as she bent down to pick up her black bra from the floor. Even her big boobs bounced at the sudden movement, but she didn't pay attention to it as she was about to put on her bra.

A man was standing by the bed, and he was wearing his shirt and jacket now. He smoothed his clothes which were indeed slightly creased from their intense activity just now, but he still couldn't completely get rid of the wrinkles in the end. He frowned, but he only let out a heavy sigh before finally taking out his wallet from the back pocket of his black pants.

From inside the wallet, he took out a few pieces of cash before throwing them at the girl who was still wearing her bra.

“That's your tip for tonight,” the man said haughtily, and he didn't even look at the person who had given him such pleasure tonight. “If you didn't bite my dick, I would have given you more than that. You will need to practice doing the perfect blowjob after this. Next time I come here again, you must do better than tonight."

The man had put his wallet back in his pocket, and without waiting for the other person to respond to his words, he brought his feet to the door before turning the knob and pushing it open. In no time, there was no longer any sight of the man in the room.

Vivian was only wearing a bra, and she let out a heavy sigh as she started to collect the money the man threw. Without even needing to count it, she knew that she had only received $10 as a tip tonight, and that was actually a small amount compared to last night's tip.

Indeed, after she had finished serving her customers, the men would usually give her some money as a tip. There was a time when her customer was so gracious that he even gave her $500 as a tip, but most of the time, she only earned less than $100 just like the amount she received tonight.

She did only receive a small tip tonight, but she was grateful that her customer tonight wasn't really torturing her. If she could compare, then her customer from six days ago was the one who always liked to torture her by pulling the back of her hair. That man also liked to talk rudely during their sexual activity, and it always made her feel uncomfortable.

She was even holding back tears at the time, but maybe her suffering was worth it because the old man gave her $100 as a tip that night.

The man she served tonight was different from that old man. He was probably only forty or so, and the only thing she didn't like about the guy was how he always asked her to give him blowjobs. Yes, the guy was a regular at the place, and whenever he booked her, the first thing he asked of her was a blowjob.

If she could tell the truth, then the thing she hated the most in her dark job was how she often needed to give her customers blowjobs. Even though she often did that, she still thought that the penis was the second dirtiest place in the human body after the buttocks. After all, men peed using their dicks, and that was why she was always reluctant to put a dick in her mouth.

Unfortunately, “Ladder to Paradise” had no rules about how the prostitutes there should serve their customers. Instead, the rules rested with the customer, which was why the prostitutes needed to listen to their every order if they didn't want to cause trouble for themselves.

Of course, such a rule only gave the prostitutes much to lose, but how could they voice their disapproval when they could only make money by selling their bodies? There was no denying that the girls did make a lot of money out of their clandestine work, and that was probably enough to make them forget about the unfair rules of the place.

“Is $10 enough to buy a slice of cake? Today is mom's birthday, and I haven't bought her a birthday cake yet. I'm not even sure if the shops are still open at this time,” muttered the girl as she glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

It was past midnight, and she probably wouldn't be able to give her mother a birthday cake.

Sighing in exasperation, she then got up from the bed before collecting her clothes from the floor. First, she wore her panties to cover her private parts in the south area, and she once again winced as she felt the pain in that area. Her customer tonight showed her no mercy as he continued to pump his dick into her which was why the only thing she could feel there was pain.

“It's late, and mom is probably already asleep. Maybe I can buy some buns from the convenience store for her birthday,” she once again muttered to herself as she was once again fully clothed.

She was wearing a black mini-dress tonight. It was a must for the prostitutes in the place to wear sexy clothes to attract their customers every night, and that was why she wore a dress that barely covered her upper thighs. Even the kiss marks left by her customer were visible because her dress wasn't long enough, and she knew she needed to change before going to see her mother.

“I just wish I didn't have to lie to my mom about my job anymore, but I can't give up this job either. After all, I still need a lot of money. Will there be a miracle that can help me get out of this black hole?”