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The anonymous virgin

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Suzette's life took a dark turn when she was forced to lose her virginity to a man she didn't know, all to save her mother. Little did she know that the man she slept with was none other than Henry, the son of a wealthy billionaire. She tried to forget that night, but fate had other plans. Henry sought out the mystery woman he met that night, and to his surprise, he learned that she was a virgin, not the prostitute he had been led to believe. What's more, Suzette was already in a relationship with Henry's half-brother, Richard. Richard was a man of power and influence. And when he learned of Suzette's connection to Henry, he set out to destroy her. Suzette was caught between two powerful men, both of whom wanted her for their own reasons. But as she began to uncover the truth about her past, she realized that there was much more at stake than just her own future. Can she navigate the web of lies and deceit surrounding her, or will she be consumed by the darkness? This fast-paced tale of love, betrayal, and redemption will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very last page.

Chapter 1

Suzette pov,

The sensory assault of the blaring music and the unabashed display of nudity were not something I had experienced before, and they were not exactly a warm welcome to the unfamiliar scene of a club. The overall vibe was far from comforting.

The air was thick with the scent of sweat and alcohol, and the whole place pulsed with a primal energy that was both alluring and terrifying. I felt like a fish out of water, completely out of my element. I wondered how I had ended up here, and whether I would ever be able to escape this strange, intoxicating world.

Suddenly, I was startled by a loud crash from the dance floor. The music stopped, and a man was lying on the ground. I couldn't tell if he was hurt or not, but people were rushing over to help him as they giggled like it was a normal occurrence.

"Where is Jewel," I questioned as I stood there, feeling lost and overwhelmed.

A woman approached me, She was dressed in a slinky black dress that clung to her curves, and her eyes were lined with heavy makeup. I could smell her perfume from several feet away.

She smiled at me and said, "Hey there, newbie. Looking for some company?"

I stammered, unsure of how to respond. This was so far out of my comfort zone, and I wasn't sure what to do next. All I knew was that I wanted to get out of there as fast as possible and Jewel was nowhere in sight.

Before I could answer, the woman grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the dance floor.

"C'mon, don't be shy," she said, and she started to move her body to the music. I was frozen in place, unable to move or speak. I felt like I was trapped in a nightmare.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my other arm. I turned and let out a relieved sigh when I saw it was Jewel.

"She's with me so f*ck off," Jewel said, her voice stern and full of authority,

"Find someone else to bother." She added rudely, The woman glared at her, and she was upset that her target had been snatched away, but she stalked off to find another victim. I was grateful for Jewel's intervention,

I turned to face her, and I saw her studying me with a curious expression,

"Are you okay?" she asked, concern evident in her voice.

I nodded, not sure what to say as I took another glance at the hall,

The nightclub was an eye-opener for me. I had never seen such a display of immorality and recklessness. People were openly and shamelessly engaging in sexual activity in the open, and there were no signs of shame or regret. It was as if they were oblivious to the consequences of their actions. It was a far cry from what I had been taught in Bible class about Sodom and Gomorrah, the cities of sin. I felt like I had stepped into a den of iniquity, and I was shocked by the sheer decadence and depravity on display.

"How come that lady backed off immediately you shun her like she knew you so well," I questioned, and Jewel smiled,

"I thought I told you already that this isn't my first time here, although it's a part-time hustling spot for me," She said and I grunted.

"Selling your body is a part-time Job for you?" I questioned a bit irritated and Jewel raised a brow,

"Don't act like you are a saint when you are here for the same reason tonight," She said with an angry tone.

Though I had been quick to judge Jewel, I realized that I was no more virtuous than her. I had come to this place for the same reason she had - to make money. We both had nefarious purposes. We are here to sell our bodies for s*x, in exchange for money. But while it might seem like I was in the wrong, I had my reasons. My mother was sick, and I was desperate to help her and was left with no alternative. Losing my job four weeks prior had put me in a very difficult position. Not only did I now lack a steady source of income, but my mother's health was rapidly declining. With the mounting hospital bills, I was left with no choice but to resort to prostitution to raise the money for my mother's surgery. It was a last resort.

"Suzzette, your dress doesn't exactly scream 'prostitute'," Jewel said with a smirk,

"It's too long, too modest. You'll need something shorter and more revealing if you want to attract the right kind of attention," she said as she scanned me with her eyes.

"This is the shortest dress I own," I said defensively, tugging at the hem,

"And besides, I'm not sure I'll be comfortable in something more revealing," I added.

"No wonder Joan knew you were a newbie at this," Jewel said with a chuckle.

"Who is Joan?" I questioned.

"The lady who had approached you for the record, she's bi-sexual. And I'm sure she wanted to initiate you into her world since I doubt you've been with the same gender before," Jewel teased.

"That's disgusting," I said as we walked into the club dressing room.

"But being with a man isn't?" She chuckled and I nodded.

"I know it might be hard to understand, but I don't see why it's okay for you to be with a man but not a woman," she said gently. "It's just about love and attraction, no matter what gender is involved," she added.

"Tonight would be the first time, I'll be with anyone. I'm still a virgin," I said sheepishly. Not sure if I should be proud of myself for being a virgin at twenty-six and ready to give it out to a total stranger with no strings attached.

The shock on Jewel's face as she turned to look at me frightened me,

"You've never had s*x?" She questioned and I nodded.

"Is that a bad thing here? I'm not fit for the Job?" I questioned a bit worried,

"No, not that. I can't believe you're still a virgin," Jewel said, her eyes wide in surprise,

"It's unusual these days for someone your age to be a virgin. But I don't think it's a bad thing. I just think it's interesting. So what's your reason for waiting so long?"

"Nothing in particular. I was just not ready for any commitment," I explained.

"Forgive me for being blunt," Jewel said carefully,

"but it seems a bit odd that you're choosing to lose your virginity to a stranger. You're essentially giving yourself to someone you don't even know. Is that really what you want?" She asked.

"Like I have a choice," I replied and took the red revealing short gown from her.

"You have to take off the pants you are wearing beneath the gown and wear this," She said handing a G-string pant to me.

"I won't be comfortable with this, I prefer my shorts," I said defensively.

"Okay then, if you insist but I doubt you would catch a hot billionaire dude wearing that," she said mockingly.

Jewel hurriedly touched my makeup and made sure my boobs were protruding from the see-through gown. Even though I wasn't comfortable with it, I had no choice, they were ladies with no clothing on and they care less.

"Now you are set to go," Jewel said as she gave me a satisfactory smile and I took a deep breath trying to get acquainted with my new look in the mirror.

The reflection in the mirror before me was not the girl I knew myself to be. I had always considered myself virtuous and decent, and the sight of my scantily clad body staring back at me felt like a betrayal of my core values. My mother had raised me to be a good person, and I felt like I was letting her down by being here. I wondered what she would think of me if she could see me now. Would she be disappointed? I felt a sense of shame wash over me, and I couldn't bear to look at myself any longer.

"You'll need to wear this," Jewel said, handing me a mask. "It's the rules of the establishment. Everyone has to wear one, except those who care less about their lives outside here."

I hesitated, uncertain of what to do. I had noticed that the other women in the club were wearing masks, but I didn't understand why.

"But why?" I asked. "What's the point of the mask?"

Jewel gave me a knowing look. "It's to protect your identity," she said,

"The men here don't want their reputations to be damaged, and neither do the women. The mask is a way of ensuring that everyone remains anonymous. It's a way of ensuring that no one gets hurt. It's just the way things work here. I know it might seem strange, but it's for everyone's safety." she explained and I nodded

"So, what happens if someone breaks the rules? What if someone takes off their mask?" I questioned.

"That's a serious offense," Jewel said, her tone suddenly serious,

"If someone breaks the rules, they're punished. And it's not pretty. Trust me, you don't want to know."

"That's by the way, I need to educate you on how to handle a man's d*ck as a pro and make him scream your name while you ride him to climax," She said in a seductive tone as she ran her hands through her body and moaned.

"Have you ever given a guy a blow job and have you been s*ck*d so passionately down there until you splash your juice all over a guy," She questioned and I frowned.

"No," I said firmly.

"Then you must be a virgin prostitute," She said mockingly and I frowned even more.

"Watch me as I teach you how to go about it," Jewel said as she brought out a dildo and demonstrated how I was expected to act with my supposed client with a female mannequin.

As I watched Jewel play with the mannequin, I questioned my ability to be able to do such an act as professionally as she did in one night and with less than an hour of leisure.

Chapter 2

Suzette's POV,

Returning to the club's center, I was greeted by blinding lights and booming music. Despite their scanty attire leaving little to the imagination, my fellow female revelers danced on with carefree abandon. It left me pondering how they could feel at ease in such revealing garments; desperate movements seemed almost a means of proving themselves or seeking validation from others. Meanwhile, some women flirted shamelessly with male strangers while indulging heavily in alcohol consumption - it all resembled something out of an overly dramatic movie rather than the reality that included me as partaker or observer alike for debauchery running high rampant without restraints nor propriety thereof around us.

"Good evening, lovely lady. May I ask if you're free for the night?" an older gentleman approached a much younger woman who could have been his daughter.

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