Payment Issues

Katie's POV

"What… What is this?" I stammered, as I rubbed my eyes, trying to see what was on the paperwork before me. My hand trembled as I reached towards it, and as soon as I got it, I took it over to my eyes, which widened in shock and fear after I had read it.

It was a contract that would officially make me a sex toy in the club.

"No, please" I whispered, shaking my head as tears rolled down my cheeks. "I don't think I can do this. No, I can't!”

The paper fell down my hands and laid on the floor.

"How dare you!" I heard his loud and cold voice which sent shivers down my spine.

"I apologize, but I can't do it. Give me another punishment or job, I will take it but not this" I said, shakily, my nose started getting so runny that it stained half of my face.

He scoffed, and grabbed my chin which he took upwards to face him. "I gave you an option, but you weren't ready for it" He said, his deep voice resounding.

"I don't have the money," I said, shaking my head. "If I did, I would have paid, I swear. The money is too much that I feel I won't be able to save for it, even after many years"

"I don't care," He sneered. "You shall as I asked, since you don't have the money. Sign the fucking paper"

"I have a reason" I squeaked, closing my eyes tightly.

"What?" He whispered, confused for a while. I gulped audibly and slowly opened my eyes, and it fell on his angry looking face, and when my eyes fell in contact with his sharp glaring eyes, I hurriedly carried it elsewhere.

"Do you have a reason?" He scoffed and I nodded quickly, mumbling a "Yes"

"What is the reason?" He asked.

I wanted to respond but it suddenly felt like there was a lump on my throat. I suddenly became dumbfounded, and numb.

"Aren't you going to talk? Or a cat got your tongue?" He mocked, and laughed.

I only nodded, since it was still hard for me to speak. Although, fresh hot tears were leaving my eyes. I was pained and bitter to the core. I was beginning to regret and hate my existence. I hoped that even the floor would just open up and swallow me up.

"Speak!" He yelled. "What is the reason? You can't just make me curious and turn deaf, I won't have it. You shall not take me for a fool because I'm not"

After he said those words, he brought the sharp edge of the knife to the side of my face, and I shook in fear. Even my teeth began to tremble and clatter so much.

"You aren't still talking, huh?" He smirked, as he took the knife to my neck.

I gulped down heavily, and my throat seemed to sake as a result of that.

"I will speak!" I screamed, and his eyes darted to my face.

"Then speak," He said, as his thick eyebrows went downwards.

"I don't think I will be able to work in the club because… because I don't think I will be able to do what the others do" I said, after hesitating for a long period of time.

His left eyebrow went up when he heard that, and he stared perplexed at me. "What is that supposed to mean? Is that supposed to be the reason?" He growled.

"I… I…" I stammered, dramatically.

"Shut up! I got curious for no reason. Sign the paper, I don't want to talk too much" He said.

"I'm a virgin!" I cried, and he turned to face me. We looked at each other for a while, intently and deeply, without uttering a word. However, he broke the long silence with a mischievous laugh.

When he was done, he faced me, and I saw how different he looked- Daring and infuriated.

"You are a virgin?" He asked, trying to be serious.

"Yes" I whispered, nodding my head. "I have never had sex before"

"So, I'm guessing you have nothing? You are simply useless, you are poor and can't pay, and you are a virgin, how will you satisfy the men now? Why did you have to come into my life and cause such a huge mess? It's impossible for you to leave now," he said.

I just stayed there, hoping for a slight miracle. Probably, something would make me go back in time, and I would avoid him at all cost, and even the so-called expensive clothes that I had stained mistakenly.

He said nothing, all he did was to walk around, and think deeply. I let out a sigh, and looked down. I thought of what might happen to me. I just wanted to leave there. I didn't want to see him because he scares me so much.

"I want to go home badly" I whispered, as I felt coldness on my body.

He quickly faced me, and his eyebrows knitted. His eyes turned angry, and there was a frown slowly occupying his face.

"What did you just say?" He asked, and I pointed at my chest before giving him a reply.

"I didn't say anything"

"You liar!" He spat. "I heard you, but your voice wasn't too clear so I could not get the statement. Anyway, you said something behind my back. What was that?"

I swallowed hard and thought of what to say. Something quietly came to my mind, and I heaved in relief. I slowly carried my gaze to him.

"I wanted to beg you" I whispered.

"Beg me?" He asked, coming closer.

I nodded. "Yes. Please pardon me this last time. Just give me a year and I will pay you"

"A year?" He scoffed.

"Yes, I promise," I nodded.

He smirked, and brought the knife to my face. "How about I kill you instead?"

"Huh?" I muttered, shaking in fear, with my eyes widened open.