A new job, and a new life

Lilian rubbed at her jaw, trying to soothe it after the rough treatment her throat had received. She could still feel the strangers sticky fluids clinging to her face as she rounded the corner back to the bar.

She gripped the money she'd been given tight in her hand as she wandered over to the older men. It was the first amount of money she'd ever been paid for something, but she wouldn't spend it. It would be a trophy. A reminder that even with as low as she'd sunk, she still had some worth as long as she was making others happy.

Duncan looked surprised to see her as she approached their table. Did she come back to them too soon? Or did he just not expect her to return with a face covered in a load of hot cum?

"Haha that's my girl." Franklin slapped his knee as he laughed. "I told ya Duncan, she'll be perfect for the job!"

"See you made good use of our facilities." Duncan passed her a dirty washcloth to clean herself with. "Most girls have the men wear condoms though. Might want to ask for a bit more if you offer that again."

"A condom? Whats that?" Lilian asked, sitting between the two larger men.

"Nuthing you need to know about." Franklin said while giving Duncan a dirty look.

Lilian wiped at her face with the cloth, but with how grimy it was she only ended up spreading the cum more evenly across her face. At least it was good for her skin apparently, maybe if she asked her brother nicely he'd be able to provider her with more. She may be a defiled and broken girl, but she'd still take pride in her appearance.

"Why don't you just tell the lass your brilliant idea." Duncan said.

"Right you are." Franklin pulled Lilian in close, wrapping one arm around her as he explained. "You want to go to school to get a job right?"

"Umm, that and meet new people I supose?" The end goal of schooling wasn't really something she'd put much thought to, but she would need to find a job and move out of home in the coming years.

Maybe sooner if her mother found out what she'd done and disowned her.

"Right, so, what if you could work here? Why go to school when you've got a good gig lined up already!"

"Oh wow, umm, I don't know what to say."

"You've already meet two men here and the place is dead right now. Come peak hours you'll be swimmin in attention."

"But, I should really finish my studies. It's important to get an education."

"Watch your words there missy, I never finished school and had a good career as a military man. Duncan there failed all his classes and look at him now, a respectable business owner."

"Oh Gosh I didn't mean to imply-"

"No 'ffence taken. You've been brought up thinkin getting an education is the only way. We can show you there are other paths you can take in life. What path do you want to walk down?"

None had ever asked her that before, all her life she'd just been doing what she'd been told. The one time she'd tried to take any control over her life had been met with heavy resistance. Even when she'd gotten her way it was still following down the path she was expected to take.

"I don't know..." She said, mulling over the decision. "But what would I do, I wouldn't think I was old enough to work in a bar?"

Franklin smiled wide, he had her now.

"Gehead Duncan, tell her the job."

"There'd be two main roles, firstly as a waitress. You'd take orders and bring the boys their drinks."

"But its mire than just that, don't sell the job short." Franklin interjected.

"Right yes, you'll be buttering them as as a part of the job. Flirt with them and let them grab you a little, makes them order and tip more."

"It's a very important part, not just anybody could do it."

Lilian nodded along, taking it all in.

"The second role is where Franklin here thinks you would really shine. Every night you'd go up on that stage and put on a show for the boys."

"A show?" She questioned.

"Dancing, showing off that tight young body of yours." Fraklin explained. "The guys would hand over more money the more you're willing to do and show. But keeping it simple you'd just have to go up there and make everyone happy."

The two men watched her, faces heavy with anticipation as she thought about the offer. It sounded like it could be fun, but there was no world where her father would let her take the offer.

"I don't know if I could make it work and I don't know the first thing about dancing professionally." She felt bed disappointing them but couldn't see any way forward.

"I've got it all thought out." Franklin reassured her. "I'll pick you up for 'school' and bring you here. You can spend the morning practicing and learning the job. Come the afternoon you'll get working, until later in the evening. You tell you're parents your studying or staying back for a club. Somthin like that."

"They won't have to find out and you get to start an independent life." Duncan got up and moved behind the bar. Filling three glasses for the table.

"If you're still unsure you can just give it a try tonight. See how you feel about it before committing?" Franklin took two glasses from Duncan, passing one to Lilian.

Lilian looked down the glass, her reflection obscured by the thick layer of foam. Before today she'd never imagine building a new life in a place like this, but now...

"So waddya say girl? You up for the excitement?"