The Brothel Ch. 02

Stephanie nodded close to tears.

"I'll make it as easy as I possibly can."

The interview room had a mirror/window common in police departments. It was painted cinderblock as Detective Becker's office had been. Metal table and utilitarian chairs. There was a filing cabinet in the corner. Joseph opened the top drawer and took out a digital camera. He returned and took a head shot and then a profile of her bruised cheek.

"You'll have to take your blouse off."

Stephanie nodded and turned her back as she removed her blouse. She had no bra on. She held the blouse crumpled in front of her as she turned.

"Can you back up against the wall?"

Her eyes filled with tears as she backed up and bumped blindly against the wall. Joseph approached her and stood just in front of her and then touched her chin.

"I'm sorry. I know this is hard. I may have to take several pictures. Just wait a minute if you need to and then lower your blouse when you're ready. You can close your eyes if it helps."

Joseph backed away and then after sighing, Stephanie lowered her blouse. He snapped as many photos as he could before she brought it up again.

"Is it enough?"

"Probably. Put your blouse back on and I will see if I can find something else for you to put on and make sure the pictures show the bruises."

She nodded smiling wanly.

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Julia was watching the monitors when Joseph entered.

"Well, that wasn't too difficult now, was it?"

Joseph smiled and looked over her shoulder at the screen showing the interview room. The girl was sitting straight facing the camera with her hands in her lap waiting for him to bring her another blouse.

"Let me see the pictures."

Julia studied the pictures of the girl. They were good enough for their purpose. In a few days they were sure to get better pictures.

"Wake the pro up next."

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Julia was back at her desk when Joseph brought the pro in. Julia indicated that he should stay and he closed the door and leaned back against the wall nearby. She gestured to the chair and the pro took a seat. She was looking much worse for the wear, disheveled, with make-up smeared. She sat splay-legged and unconcerned. She was still groggy from the shot she had been given.

"Where am I?"

"You don't remember being arrested?"

"Arrested? This isn't like any police station I've ever seen. Where am I?"

"You're right. I'll tell you where you are. You are in a whorehouse."

"A whorehouse?"

"It is your new home. There is no escape."

"No escape?" She repeated everything, not comprehending. She would comprehend soon enough.

"No escape. Joseph will show you around in a little while so that you can see for yourself."

"I got a kid."

"I'm sure your child will do fine in the foster care system."

"But she's mine! She's all I got! She needs me!"

Julia studied her silently for a moment.

"How long have you been working the streets?"

"What?"

"How long have you been accepting money or goods for sex?"

"Ten years maybe."

Julia laughed incredulously. "Try again."

"Since I was sixteen. My mom kicked me out of the house when I got pregnant and my boyfriend dumped me. I had a miscarriage, but I refused to go back."

"And you're how old now? The truth please."

"Forty-two."

"How old is your daughter?"

"Eleven. Please... you have to let me go."

Again there was a silent pause. "Does she know what you do?"

The pro shook her head in disgust. "No! She thinks I'm a cocktail waitress. No!"

"Do you use drugs?"

"No..."

"Drink?"

"Yes."

"Are we going to have to detox you?"

"I won't get anything to drink?"

"We'll see how things go. If you're an alcoholic, no. If you aren't, we might consider it as a reward. How often do you get checked for STD's?"

"Every six months unless I have symptoms."

"What are you willing to do?"

"It depends on how much the john is willing to pay."

"Bondage?"

"If he's not too weird."

"Girl-on-girl."

"Yeah."

"Torture."

"Not on purpose."

"Have you been beaten up?"

"Hasn't everybody?"

Julia acknowledged. "But you don't like it."

The pro shook her head studying Julia.

"As I said, there is no escape. You will come to see that as Joseph shows you around. You will not be paid. You are our prisoner, but there are rewards for good behavior. Your tricks will definitely be better. The sooner you accept things as they are and realize it is to your benefit to cooperate the easier it will be for you." Julia studied the expressions that crossed her face. "Take your clothes off."

The pro glanced from her to Joseph and back again. Julia gestured and waited. The pro stood and disrobed. Her eyes never left Julia's face. Julia got up from the chair behind the desk and approached her. She didn't meet the pro's gaze, but studied her body. She ran her hand over the pro's breast and nipple. She walked around her looking her up and down. She was merely checking out a new horse for the stable.

"Put your hands on the desk please and spread your legs."

The pro did as she was asked and Julia studied her. She was a good sixty pounds overweight and had rolls of flesh across her stomach, back and inside her thighs.

"Give her the complete tour Joseph. Then turn her over to Christopher for processing. What is your name?"

"My street name is Bonnie."

"And your real name?"

"Pamela Ward."

"We'll call you Bonnie for now."

The pro stooped to pick up her clothes, but stood again as Julia spoke.

"You won't need those anymore. When you go through processing people may ask you to do things. Whatever they ask, do it. They will all report to me. Take her away Joseph."

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Julia was watching the DVD of Gwen at the bar when Joseph returned. He watched over her shoulder for a moment.

"How did she like the tour?"

"She was very impressed. I think she will be extremely cooperative. I explained to her that we would only have a limited market for her. She said she would be willing to teach others what she knows."

"I want her on a diet. She could be beautiful if she lost weight. Did you see her eyes?"

Joseph remained silent.

"I know. She's not your type. Look at this girl. Have you watched these?"

"No."

"She has no inhibition."

"Dominique slipped Ecstasy in her drink."

"Adam comes tonight. If she doesn't wake before, get her up around two and we'll make sure she gets some food in her and is feeling well. We'll let him help you with her lingerie shoot."

"There's another one stirring."

"So there is. I'll be here."

Joseph nodded and a few moments later he led a girl into her office. They all had that dazed expression at first, then blank disbelief and shock followed by any number of emotions. Eventually they all came to accept being there, though. Her methods of persuasion were very effective.

Julia gestured to the chair and the girl sat down.

"Name?"

"Lori Burke."

"Len says you turn tricks for drugs. How long have you been using?"

"Since I was fifteen. Four years."

"Have you been on the street all that time?"

"No. They sent me to rehab a couple times. My parents. The last time I ran away. I tried to go back to them, but they said I had to get my life together first. They said I couldn't live with them if I was using. I've been on the street for a year and a half."

"Do you make your tricks use condoms?"

Lori shook her head. "Sometimes. Sometimes I'm too out of it. What is this place?"

"When was the last time you were tested for STD's?"

Lori shrugged.

"You haven't been tested since rehab, have you?"

"No. What is this place?"

"It's rehab."

Lori's eyes widened in fear, "I have to agree. I didn't agree to this!"

"Unfortunately this time it is compelled. You were taken before a magistrate last night. She could see that you were far beyond the capability to help yourself and so you have been committed. We are here to help you. We'll kick this together."

Lori just looked at her.

"I know it won't be easy. I think by your reaction that the reason you are doing the drugs is to escape from something even worse that was going on in your life. We can get someone to talk to you who will be able to help you. Then maybe you will want to conquer this."

"I don't want to though. I feel sick when I can't get the drugs. I don't like feeling strung out. And I always go back. Even when I get off them, I can't stay away."

Julia approached her and pulled another chair close. She took the girl's arm and examined the tracks.

"I know it's not easy. I'm not saying it is, but look at what you have become. Do you like what you have become?"

Lori broke down in tears and Julia took her hand and watched her for a moment. She knew most of it was because she was afraid.

"We won't leave you alone. We'll assign someone to be by your side constantly until you get through the worst of it. After that there will be individual and group therapy sessions. You can do it. I know you can. There are others here who have been through what you have and they lead productive lives now." She held Lori's hand until she was able to pull herself together a little. "Joseph, will you take Lori to the infirmary and have them do a full exam and panel of tests? Tell them to change her out of her clothes and into a gown. Once they are done tell them to assign someone to be with her. They can take her to the showers and get her a clean change of clothing before taking her to a room. Tell them to let her have all the chocolate and juice she wants until the worst is over." Julia stood and pulled Lori to her feet. Lori couldn't meet her gaze, but she nodded in apprehensive resignation before following Joseph out of the room.

Julia smiled. Joseph was as much a chameleon as she was.

Julia turned back to her desk and began jotting notes. There was a good chance the girl had AIDS. They would have to wait for the test results to come back before putting her on the market.

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Gwen was lying on her stomach on a beach towel near the pond. The first hot day of the year Brian had suggested cooling off in the pond, but Gwen didn't have her suit. Brian smiled and told her she didn't need one. He wasn't too upset when she declined. He had probably expected it of her even though they had gone parking several times. He still hadn't tried to push her and had backed off when she pushed his hands away from her breasts. Patience had its rewards. She wore her suit under her jeans the next warm day though, and they had splashed around for more than an hour before going back to work. They had worked together on the farm since February when the lambing began. She stayed at the house almost from the start since it could be all night work. His father had been pleased that she had pulled her share and asked her to stay on through the summer. He had been the one to talk to her mother and her mother agreed. He realized that Brian and Gwen were getting closer but told them as long as the work was done in a timely manner he didn't object to them going for a swim at lunch or out for a drive in the evening. And so after the first swim at the pond Nora had given Gwen her string bikini. She had also given her almost a year's worth of birth control pills. Nora didn't need them. She was pregnant again anyway.

Gwen felt a tickle across her shoulders. Brian tied two or three pieces of twine together at one end and feathered the strands to make a soft brush. He played it over her back and down the back and inside of her thigh. She felt a thrill go through her. He slid his finger just under her swimsuit bottom at her hip. "You're getting dark. It's too bad you'll have all these tan lines." She had lamented just the night before about the lines that showed when she wore a round-neck blouse. "Can I kiss your back?" She made a noise that was an assent and another thrill went through her as she felt his tongue on her back. At the same time she felt the tickle of the twine again on her leg. She lay still enjoying the feelings and didn't object when he untied her top and set the strings to the side. She felt him sit up next to her and she lay still as he continued stroking her with the twine. He continued kissing and licking her back. She spread her legs further when he pulled slightly on the inside of her thigh and he began concentrating with the twine on the backs and inside of her thighs. That was the first time she had truly become aroused and he noticed the difference in her breathing. He straddled her with his arms and leaned to whisper in her ear. "Where can I kiss you?"

"Anywhere that isn't covered." She felt a thrill and twitched involuntarily as his tongue touched the inside of her thigh just at the line of her swimsuit. His breath was harsher in her ear as he straddled her again.

"Are you okay?"

"Is this what it's like, Brian?"

She could feel his smile. "It gets even better."

She felt him as he rubbed against her. She felt her resolve fading as he continued to kiss her thighs and his tongue reached between.

She rolled over suddenly, forgetting that he had untied her top. He stopped and looked at her and she saw the same need she knew he could see in her eyes. He looked at her exposed breasts and at first she thought to cover them, but then she wanted him to see them. She came to him and he cradled her in his arms and they kissed as he fondled her. "You're right. This is better."

He smiled. "It gets even better than this."

He sensed her hesitancy and stopped to look at her. She knew his need was urgent and she felt guilty bringing him to that point only to disappoint him.

"You're not ready."

"I love you Brian... Are you angry?"

He kissed her again slowly and deeply and then sighed.

"I'm not angry. I love you. It is a gift you should give only when you are ready." He picked up the twine and she closed her eyes as he played it over her breasts.

"I'm afraid I'll get pregnant."

"After Nora..."

Gwen nodded.

"I have condoms."

She shrugged and he understood.

"There are other things that we can do."

He taught her how to give him a hand job and then he had held her in his arms for a long time to reassure her that it was enough for the time. He continued stroking her and when she tightened up he encouraged her to relax and enjoy the feelings. She told him about the birth control pills and promised that she would start taking them. That night they had gone to the old barn at the back of the property. At her request he began to teach her what pleased him. He found that her guilt for not being ready to complete the sexual act made her willing to do more than he expected. She went topless again, but still wouldn't remove her underwear. She knelt in front of him completely aroused as she brought him into her mouth. He thought he could have removed her underwear then, but he was satisfied to wait. He knew it wouldn't be long before she took them off herself. He did take the rest of her clothes and refused to give them back until she had run around the outside of the barn three times. She jumped into his arms straddling him laughing when she was done and then straightened her back until he had no choice but to take her nipple into his mouth. It was hard as a rock.