Chapter 78A

Alicia looked around the main room. She was getting more special clients, which suited her just fine, but she still liked to spend time in the main room. She was making quite a bit of money and it was piling up in the bank, since she didn't really spend much of it. She'd bought clothing, of course, and had gone out to eat and see a few shows, but for the most part, it went into the bank. She didn't like gambling, although Shelly had taken her to a casino once. It had been a hassle getting into the place, since Alicia looked so young, but Shelly had managed it. Alicia had been politely asked to leave several hours later -- after she'd taken a hundred dollars and turned it into five thousand or so at the craps table. Apparently it wasn't the money they were so worried about, it was the stir that someone who looked so young was causing. For Alicia it had been fun, but she would rather have been with a client.

The one thing in her life that wasn't going so well was Saundra. As Alicia got more popular, Saundra became more jealous. The fact that Alicia wasn't stealing any of Saundra's clients, but rather bringing in new ones, didn't matter. Saundra didn't like not being the only specialty girl there. Worse, the other girls, who had never liked Saundra all that much anyway, liked her even less as she got more bitchy with Alicia. Alicia hadn't liked Saundra on sight and it was clear by now that many of the other woman felt the same way. Still, Alicia tried not to let it get to her, and for the most part, it didn't.

"Are you sure you want a little girl instead of a real woman?" purred Saundra.

She was all decked out in a tight, thin dress that left very little to the imagination. Alicia's face heated as the man she'd been talking to also got embarrassed. It was clear he wanted the 'teen' experience, as Alicia had come to think of it, but like so many others, he was enculturated enough by the country's moral hypocrisy that he didn't want to admit it.

Saundra didn't make him answer the question, she just hooked her arm in his and led the man away. It was clear that wasn't what he wanted, but it was equally clear he was too embarrassed by the situation to pull away from Saundra. Alicia was starting to get annoyed -- this was the third client she'd stolen in two days. Saundra glanced over her shoulder and gave Alicia a vicious smirk.

"You gonna let her get away with that?" asked Donna.

"What am I supposed to do?" asked Alicia. "We're supposed to make the clients comfortable, and he was uncomfortable enough with me as it was."

"But it was you he wanted," replied Donna.

Alicia just shrugged.

The girls occasionally would compete for a client. Some of the men enjoyed that kind of thing, and it was usually done all in good fun. While a client might not realize how nasty Saundra was being, the other girls did, and were started to get pissed on Alicia's behalf. The other girls weren't the only one noticing though. Kendra had also seen what had happened.

"She's really causing problems, Jenna," said Kendra later that afternoon. "Alicia is fine with a little banter, but the things Saundra is saying are really shitty. And she's making the customers uncomfortable."

"Since when did Saundra start working the floor again?" asked Jenna.

Saundra usually did specialty clients two to three times a week. She'd stopped working the floor months ago since the money she was made was more than good enough. In fact, her attitude towards the girls who only worked the floor was getting to be a problem. This thing with Alicia couldn't be allowed to continue.

"Once she saw how popular Alicia was."

"Tell her I want to see her," said Jenna.

Kendra nodded and left. She would like to have stayed, but Jenna never discussed problems with anyone other than the people involved.

Saundra was down on the floor and even as Kendra watched, was starting to walk over to where Alicia was sitting with a clean cut, gawky-looking young guy. She got to Saundra before Saundra got to Alicia.

"You're needed upstairs," said Kendra quietly.

"What?" asked Saundra, clearly annoyed by being interrupted.

"Jenna wants to speak with you," said Kendra.

"I'm still on shift," said Saundra.

"Now."

Clearly pissed, Saundra shot Alicia an evil look then left. Fortunately, Alicia didn't see it.

"Saundra," said Jenna after having the other woman sit down, "I hear you're working the floor again. Money problems?"

Saundra shrugged.

"No," she said. "Just wanted a little variety."

"I thought you didn't like the floor," replied Jenna, folding her hands on her desk. She looked calm, but she was more than a little pissed.

"Like I said," Saundra, tossing her hair, "I wanted to have a little fun."

"I see," said Jenna. "Should I tell our specialty clients that you're leaving the trade then?"

"What?" asked Saundra, sitting up. "No! Why would I do that?"

"Because you seem to be putting a lot of effort into getting vanilla johns," said Jenna. "A lot more effort than you used to."

Saundra rolled her eyes.

"Is this because I stole one of Alicia's johns?" she asked. "Please -- that kind of shit happens all the time."

"I know you girls like to play around like that," smiled Jenna. It wasn't a friendly smile though. "But there's a limit. I hear you're making the customers uncomfortable."

"Have there been any complaints?" asked Saundra.

"No," replied Jenna. "But it has been noticed, and it will stop as of right now."

"Has that little bitch been whining that I'm stealing her men?" asked Saundra. "She sleeps with twice as many guys as the rest of us, so I don't know why she's bitching. I'm not doing anything wrong."

"Alicia hasn't said a word," said Jenna. "But this conversation is over. You will not keep trying to take away her clients."

"This is bullshit Jenna," said Saundra. "I'm not doing anything wrong."

Jenna was silent for a moment.

"You have a good thing going here Saundra," she said. "Don't fuck it up. Now I have work to do."

Fuming, Saundra got up and flounced out of the room. Jenna didn't want to do it, but if she kept this shit up, Saundra was going to get fired.

"The request is very unusual," said Jenna. "Do you think you can handle it?"

Alicia smiled.

"Sure," she said. "It sounds like fun. When do they wanna do it?"

"Friday, starting at around five," replied Jenna. "Marci has already looked over what they want and thinks you'll do just fine."

"Cool!" she said. "Is there any special clothing I need to wear? Any prep?"

Jenna handed her a sheet with the client requests written out. It was a simple theme, but any girl who accepted the job was going to be seriously humiliated -- and probably end up exhausted and a bit marked up. None of that appeared to be a problem for Alicia, and from what Jenna had heard, the marks never lasted very long anyway.

"Oh yeah, I can do this," she said, scanning it. "I might need to do a little shopping first, but I think I have most of it. Which room will we be in?"

"They'll be using a suite," said Jenna, "and you'll meet with them an hour or so before they start to go over things and answer any questions."

"Okay," said the girl, a faraway look in her eye. She was apparently running through the scene in her head. She obviously liked what she was thinking about because her nipples were tenting the tight t-shirt she was wearing. Jenna shifted in her seat a bit. She'd swear the heat in the room had just risen ten degrees. "Was there anything else?"

"No," said Jenna, not thinking as clearly as she should have been. There were times when Alicia just got to her and the only thought Jenna could hold on to was having the girl's sex in her mouth. Jenna normally preferred men, but she could be bi with the right girl. Alicia was definitely the right girl.

"Okay," smiled Alicia. She got up and exited the room, leaving only her scent, and that was enough to make Jenna want to masturbate.

She realized only after Alicia had left that she hadn't told the girl how much money she'd be making. And Alicia hadn't bothered to ask.

It was late, and she was supposed to be in bed, but Alicia hadn't been able to resist spying on her sister and her friends. She was currently peeking in through the crack of the slightly opened bedroom door. Her older sister was having two friends staying for the weekend while their parents were away. Alicia adored her older sister, even though she was often a little mean to Alicia -- especially when her friends were around. Her sister and her friends were cheerleaders, part of the popular crowd at school, so Alicia wasn't surprised that they were always giving her a hard time.

She could barely make out Amy and Pam, two of her sister Linda's friends, sitting down on the floor and leaning against the bed, so she opened the door a bit more to see better into the room. But the instant she saw the TV screen, she stopped thinking about them or wondering where her sister was. In fact, the images on the screen stopped her from thinking about anything -- she was in too much shock.

There, on the big screen in her sister's room, a movie was playing. Alicia had been certain the girls were watching porn, but never in a million years would she have guessed it was something like this!

A low muffled moan came from the woman on the TV. She couldn't make any other sound since she'd been gagged with a large ball that was strapped in her mouth. Drool dripped from it and the woman writhed in pain. There was a snapping sound and she jerked and moaned again. Alicia watched as a red welt was raised across her breasts. Her naked breasts.

The woman was being whipped.

The bound woman on the screen was completely naked, with her arms over her head and her legs spread wide, and another woman, dressed all in black leather, was whipping her! Another blow fell even as Alicia watched, and the woman twisted in pain, unable to escape her torment. Alicia's mind started to recover and she realized that all she had to do was get her phone and take a picture of this, and her sister would never be mean to her again.

She was about to turn around to do just that, when a strong arm went around her throat, cutting off her breath. She started to struggle, but Linda had always been stronger than Alicia, and she was roughly muscled into the room.

"Hey, look what I found!"

Amy and Pam jumped up.

"Shit," said Pam, "I thought you were going downstairs to get some beer."

"I was," said Linda, holding tightly to her struggling sister, "but then I found this little brat spying at the door."

Now all three of them were on their feet, but Alicia was still struggling to breathe, grabbing at her sister's arm. Linda let her go, pushing her into the center of the room and folding her arms under her large breasts. That was another thing she liked to lord over Alicia. Linda had quite the figure, while Alicia was clearly still developing.

"So brat," she said, "aren't you supposed to be in bed?"

"I ... I was thirsty and was gonna get something to drink," said Alicia.

"Oh bullshit," said Linda. "You were spying on us, just like you always are."

"Hey," piped in Pam, "looks like she liked what she was seeing."

Turning red, Alicia crossed her arms over her chest. Her breasts were only small mounds, but her nipples were big and would often get hard for no reason. Like right now. She was wearing her favorite t-shirt, even though it was now too small for her and really tight across her chest. It also left most of her belly exposed showing that the only other thing she was wearing was a pair of white cotton panties with little flowers on them. Her sister, she knew, had all kinds of pretty panties and bras, and even some thongs, but Alicia's mother didn't let her wear those kinds of things. Her sister wasn't allowed to wear thongs either, but she did anyway.

"I did not," said Alicia, "it was gross an' I'm goin' back to bed."

"Oh no you're not," said Pam, moving in front of Alicia. "I think you should stay here and watch the movie with us."

"I'm not staying here with you perverts," said Alicia, starting to turn and head for the door.

She didn't get very far. Any one of the girls was stronger than her, so against all three she had no chance at all. They pulled her down to the floor in front of the TV with Linda and Amy tightly holding her arms, while Pam settled in behind her.

"If you don't let me go, I'll scream," said Alicia, panting. Her nipples were still hard, maybe even harder than they had been before, and were making tents in her top.

"If you even try and scream," purred Pam in her ear, "we'll gag you like the girl in the video."

"You wouldn't dare," said Alicia. "I'll tell mom and dad as soon as they get back!"

"If you even think about it," said Linda, "we'll make your life a living hell at school. Plus, I can always delete the videos and you'll have no proof. Mom'll think you're a liar and we'll make everyone at school think you're a pervert. Now shut up and watch."

Alicia couldn't help but notice that her arms were being held against the soft breasts of the other girls. She'd always thought they were very beautiful and recently, she'd been having ... thoughts ... about Amy and Pam. And even, although she would never, ever, ever admit it ever, her sister. She liked their bodies and wished hers looked more like theirs. She also wanted to know what those bodies felt like and now, crowded in by the three of them, she was finding out. Her nipples ached.

Hands slid around her ribs and began to rub her exposed tummy. Pam's hands. Alicia opened her mouth to say something, but Pam shushed her.

"Be quiet and watch the movie," she whispered in the girl's ear.

Alicia watched as the woman on the screen, now in a different position -- one that exposed her completely -- was stimulated with a vibrator while her ass was being hit with a strap. She could feel heat between her own legs and wondered what a vibrator would feel like there. She stopped wondering though as the knowing hands that had been rubbing her belly moved up and began to play with her nipples.

Alicia couldn't have that, and started to struggle again.

"Okay," said Linda, "don't say we didn't warn you brat."

Never in a million years would Alicia have dreamt what they would do to her. But in short order, she was stripped of her t-shirt and panties, with some kind of cuffs around her wrists and even a collar around her neck. Where had they even gotten this stuff?

When they were finished, Alicia, who had refused to be quiet and struggled the whole time, had her wrists cuffed together, then attached behind her head to the collar around her neck. She calmed down then since couldn't pull her arms up without cutting off her air. Her mouth was stuffed with a dirty pair of her sister's panties. And Linda made sure to tell her they were dirty too.