Chapter 1 - Persephone

• Take a deep breath Nova, take a deep breath - I murmured.
• They were the words that I always repeated to myself before having to go out, trying to regain the strength that I often lacked as it was on this occasion, but sometimes you just had to simply take a couple of seconds to fill you with strength to be able to continue. . Today I felt like I had to breathe many more times than my physical capacity allowed.
• I wasn't going to say that I hated my job one hundred percent, to tell the truth it was very well paid and many times I even ended up having fun at it, but lately it had gained that monotony of men eager to see a voluptuous body dancing to the beat of that music with sensual tones in front of them, lately I had nothing interesting that motivated me to go out and I just had to pretend that I continued enjoying it as if I had ever done it in its entirety, I didn't like having to go out and sell myself in this way but I simply didn't I had another better option.
• It was frustrating not having other options. It was exasperating to feel tied hand and foot to the point of not finding any other better solution.
• I liked to make them beg, to make them want more from me but they couldn't do it. What am I going to lie about? Yes it is one of the few positive things that I enjoyed about my job. I loved feeling like the damn boss of the place and seeing how everyone drooled and begged to see me when I left, I'm not going to deny it. The thing is that in some circumstances nourishing the ego became beneficial and helped me deal with all this, it was the small part that I delighted in: Feeling superior to those drones who would give everything to have me under their domain, under their sheets or under your control.
• But I was not a woman for that.
• I thought everything would be the same but this time I was wrong.
• Nova, it's time - Sergio announced.
• I'm almost there - I responded.
• I finished going over the contour of my lips with an intense red to make them stand out even more than they already did, my large false eyelashes highlighted my light blue eyes and made my fair skin shine even more, my brown hair reached the height of my lips. my breasts but I had it tied in such a way that it did not go beyond my neck. Today I was wearing a black suit, which was divided into two parts: A bra full of silver studs and shorts that, although they covered part of my lower abdomen to reach above my hips, did not cover my butt. After all, they weren't exactly looking for me to see how well I could combine an outfit. I accompanied the outfit with black fishnet stockings that looked wonderful with the six-inch heels I had on.
• Persephone, she was in this simple moment, like the Greek goddess of hell, the queen of the underworld. That's how I liked to feel when they announced my presence on the main dance floor: I liked to think that I was like fire itself and that anyone who dared to touch me would end up burning in hell. I really believed in that hypothesis, you really had to have the courage to risk being burned with me.
• I went on stage walking like the best supermodel in the world, marking each step with a subtle bump of the hip while a big smile stood out on my lips, revealing the whiteness of my teeth. The applause began to progressively appear in my presence and managed to captivate me immediately. It could be said that perhaps this small part had managed to make me feel a little better but unfortunately it would only be endorphins that would not last long enough to justify everything I had been feeling.
• I placed one foot on each side of the central pipe, which was polished and shiny, I hugged it with my hands while with a sensual tone I lowered and raised them subtly, slowly. With a big smile on my face I slowly lowered my hips until they were a few centimeters from the ground while I couldn't help but delight in the shouts and praise I received for it.
• It was like ecstasy.
• I began to dance while spinning around that pipe, the money began to rain around me while more than one hand tried to approach my body as soon as it reached the edge, an action that happened more frequently than I would like. Everything seemed normal, they seemed like the same meat-hungry people as always, but however in the right corner there was a man who had managed to capture my complete attention for some reason, maybe it was because it didn't seem to attract enough attention since his gaze didn't seem to travel over me. completely as was usual for those who watched me.
• It was simply fixed on my face, which had a part of it covered with a white mask that gave off a large feather of the same color about fifty centimeters long. Regardless of my movements and everything I did he didn't seem to care, and that in a way called me.
• That stranger had completely captured my attention.
• It was only three minutes, then I would go out again when things would get more "boring" in the club: Without bragging too much, she was the queen of the place, the fine and raw jewelry that the club "The house of love " had. I walked, careful of Sergio, to the dressing room where my bottle of water was waiting for me, which I took with a certain euphoria.
• You did spectacular as always - Said Sergio.
• Thanks brother - I responded.
• There was a moment of silence, I noticed how he wanted to tell me something but didn't know whether to do it or not.
• There is a man who wants to spend the night with you - He assured.
• I had only one policy for this practice that I did: My minutes alone with a man, outside of what could be a dance under the roof of the club, did not even have a chance for negotiation, and I was not going to sleep with any of them regardless of everything. It was one thing for me to dance to feed his desire and quite another to want to move on to something else after that. At least I didn't want that and I was going to avoid it whenever possible.
• There was also no chance that he couldn't prevent something like that, or at least that was what he thought at the moment.
• He has offered a good amount of money - My brother insisted.
• You know what my answer is - I said it would be.
• I began to wipe the sweat from my face, taking special care not to smear my makeup. Sometimes I felt that Sergio forgot about my personality and way of thinking: Well, I wouldn't change any of this for anything or anyone, my explicit sexuality was not for sale.
• It's okay Nova - Sergio responded.
• My brother went to communicate the refusal, an action that was often repeated. Most of them wanted a night of sex with me, there is no reason to deny that because I was simply a woman with many physical qualities. Most of them wanted at least an hour, as if most of them would be able to last that long, but I wasn't up for that and they were all okay with it. Why? I just didn't want a moment like that to be auctioned off with my body as if it were a mere object that they could own just by paying. I wasn't the amount of money they could pay for me.
• Sergio came back in.
• He is willing to pay double - Sergio insisted - It's fifty thousand dollars.
• I was silent for a moment in surprise at the sum of money, it was much more than what they had previously offered me. I refocused and held on to my beliefs.
• Even if he offered me the whole world I would continue saying no - I insisted and sighed - Tell him I'm going to think about it so he doesn't keep bothering me with it... Some children don't understand what a no is.
• He was already twenty-four years old, he had worked in this place for three years. I'm not going to lie and say that this was my dream, since having men under my feet wanting to buy me as if I were a commodity is never going to complete me as a woman, I must admit that regardless of that it ends up being an industry that sells much more than it should with all the consequences that all this also brings. It is not an environment for everyone, many times it becomes a fucking hostile environment in which you leave a little of your essence to feel less and less important in their eyes eager for some part of your clothing to fall to the floor.
• Starting out had been the most difficult, then you just get used to it and begin to understand that many men lie, are unfaithful and love you as a mere desire to satisfy. I have my reasons for saying what I say and I don't expect everyone to understand them.
• Sometimes you just have to put your pride aside for love to end up in a place like this despite what I've thought my whole life about it.
• I'm not going to say either that every day is difficult, a part of me had always felt delighted by his looks, by his desperate desire for my body, simply sometimes that “joy” doesn't come and I have to swallow saliva trying to hide it. that lump in your throat that squeezes you while trying to drown you.
• Anyway, after life took a thousand turns, I ended up here.