There is Always a Tomorrow (The Graham Saga Book 9) by Anna Belfrage

Author:Anna Belfrage [Belfrage, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Timelight Press
Published: 2017-11-04T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

After four weeks, Rachel had adapted to her new existence—on the outside. While her guts roiled and bubbled with anger and humiliation, she obediently dressed in the clothes provided by Madam Benson and spent her evenings and nights plying a trade she did not want.

Rachel smiled and pouted, she straddled laps and offered her little breasts to big pawing hands. She drank gin, did some more smiling, and danced up the stairs before her clients, apparently as eager as they were for what came next. She complied with whatever they said, turned this way and that, used her mouth and her hands, and mostly they used her and left her, but sometimes they hurt her, causing her to wake up from her self-imposed numbness to a reality where she was nothing but a hole, there to serve the needs of whoever had paid Madam his precious silver.

Some called her whore and forced her down on her knees to do something she didn’t want to do but could not refuse—she was bought and paid for, and as long as her face wasn’t bruised, that was all Madam Benson cared for. One of her regulars paid for double time, and she begged and begged that Madam Benson keep him away from her, but Madam Benson just shrugged and told her to get on with it, which in this case involved far too long with a man who liked to hurt, who enjoyed taking his time.

“I can’t bear it,” she moaned after each of his visits, bruises flowering on her arms and legs. Shoshanna sighed and said there was no choice, Rachel had to do as she was told.

“There are worse places than this,” Shoshanna said, applying a soothing lotion to Rachel’s skin. “Places where a girl is chained to the wall and takes men into her cunt all day long, all night long.”

“How can they stand it?” Rachel asked, her arm shaking as she poured some more gin into her mug.

“They can’t for long.” Shoshanna looked away. “They die quickly.”

“How do you know?” Rachel gulped the spirits. The heat soothed the pain, made her forget that she was expected downstairs to welcome yet another man into her body.

“Ma mère…” Shoshanna’s voice tailed off. “She demanded a bigger share of the earnings, and Madame punished her for it.”

“Your mother?” Yet another slug of gin, and Rachel was capable of standing up and ordering her clothes.

“Oui. I was seven, and since Madame fed me and housed me for five years before I could earn my keep, I am hers until I am twenty.”

“And me?” Rachel asked.

“You?” Shoshanna shook her head. “She bought you, hein? When you no longer please her, she will sell you on.”

Rachel shivered violently. “Sell me?”

“Oui. Which is why you must always, always please her.”

“But…” Rachel licked her lips. “I am a slave?”

“You are a whore. Whores always belong to someone.”

From below came Madam Benson’s voice. Rachel tugged down her neckline to display her darkened nipples and rushed down the stairs.

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