Hours pass
Later
The hand on your neck rattles you awake. “Oh my god again” you whine.
Every part of you is sticky with sweat, **** and cum.
Most of the men are asleep somewhere in the trashed apartment. All you want is a hot shower.
You don’t resist, the rough hand on the back of your neck feels familiar, Tony.
“ You did good tonight, we made good money, or I did, you ain’t getting shit until you’ve paid me back, Remember that.” He slaps your ass hard, “ so you remember “
You’re annoyed, “I did what you wanted , I didn’t fight you. I’ll make it right.”
“I know you will.” He slaps your ass again, hard. He lets you up, “now go find the Groom, he paid for a personal wake in up call.”
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