Flashbacks of being torn away from A’shai ran through her mind. It felt as if she were reliving the same hell all over again. As Liberty was dragged towards the second awaiting limo all eyes were on her as the shepherds attempted to calm her down. Amidst the chaos Trixie grabbed one of the AK-47’s from one of the men and began firing. The hair trigger caused bullets to fly as everyone ducked for cover. Trixie ran full speed towards the exit and out of instinct, Liberty snatched away from the men and took off after her. The screams of the other girls and the array of gunfire caused everyone to panic. It was the chance of a lifetime… the chance to flee and every girl took the opportunity. Scantily clad women and men ran in every direction, causing Liberty to lose sight of Trixie.
“Trix! Trixie!” Liberty called out into the crowd. She didn’t see her girl, but she had to keep running. She was already too far gone to turn back now. Liberty ran in the opposite direction of the crowd, while covering herself as best as she could. It was broad daylight outside and she knew that she wouldn’t get very far without any clothing. Once she was a few blocks away she ran down a deserted alley and cowered behind a dumpster. She would have to wait until nightfall before she could run any further. In the meantime she looked up and down skid row, making herself aware of her surroundings just in case she needed to find a quick escape.
Liberty burst into the corner store, causing a scene, as she pushed past the customers at the counter. She knocked on the bulletproof glass causing Juan to look at her like she was crazy.
“Liberty? What the…?”
“I need the key… the key, Juan, please,” she said desperately as she looked around nervously. She knew that she was taking a risk by coming to collect her stash, but without it she would be stuck. She had gone all day on E, and her body was craving a fix so badly that every part of her ached. He passed her the key and watched as she frantically headed to the bathroom. Once inside she locked the door and rushed to remove the back from the porcelain toilet, but when she looked inside and saw nothing but clear water the contents of her stomach came up. The money was gone and although it had not been much, it was all she had to get by. There was only one other person who knew where her money was stashed.
“It’s Juan!”
Liberty unlocked the door, and he opened it slightly. “I’ve got some clothes for you. Nothing fancy… just some sweats,” he said.
“Did Trixie come here?” she asked as tears fell down her cheeks.
“I don’t know. My shift just started not too long ago,” Juan said. “You need some help a’ something?”
“No… the clothes are enough… thank you.” Her voice cracked as she spoke and he wanted to press the issue, but decided that he didn’t want to become involved in whatever problem she had gotten herself into.
“Lib, I don’t mean to put you out but the customers…”
“Don’t worry. I’m leaving,” she whispered as she wiped her nose. A shiver ran down her spine. She quickly dressed and dropped her head as she headed towards the exit. She didn’t even see the black limousine that was sitting curbside outside of the store until it was too late. She was snatched up before she could protest and stuffed inside the car.
“Don’t make a scene, Liberty,” Abia said as soon as Liberty’s behind hit the leather seats.
“Am I going to die?” Liberty asked. She didn’t want to beat around the bush. She had seen girls be killed for much less.
“No,” Abia answered shortly. “The bad days are over Liberty. I told you a long time ago that you had to earn your stripes. You have done that. Now you’re ready… I’m about to introduce you to an entirely new world. The pain is over. It’s time to enjoy the spoils of this business.”
“And Trixie? Where is she?” Liberty asked.
“You mean the guy who grabbed the gun?” Abia asked.
“Don’t call her that. She’s more woman than you’ll ever be,” Liberty shot back.
Abia smiled at Liberty’s loyalty, knowing that men paid top dollar for that type of dedication.
“She wasn’t caught, and she better hope that she never is. They will kill her for a stunt like the one she pulled,” Abia replied honestly. “Now I don’t have time to babysit. At this level it’s no longer enslavement, Liberty. You’re not trapped here, but most of the girls choose to stay. Spend one day with me… let me show you the ropes… if you don’t like what you see you can walk away free and clear.”
“I can leave?” Liberty asked in a disbelieving tone.
“You’ve worked the boulevard for eight years. You’ve earned the right to make your own choice… but at least know what you’re walking away from before you decide. One day. That’s all I ask of you,” Abia stressed. She reached into a compartment inside of the limo and pulled out a silver dish filled with heroin. As soon as Liberty saw it, her breath caught in her throat. She needed to hit that as soon as possible. Her body was yearning for it.
Liberty nodded as her tense body remained on pins and needles. She did not know what to expect, but she decided to go with the flow. At that point she needed a pick me up and without any cash of her own, Abia was the only one who could fulfill her craving. “Okay,” she agreed.
“Okay,” Abia said with satisfaction as she opened her legs and placed the drug-filled dish on the seat in between her legs. “Come get it.”
Liberty got down on the limo floor, positioning herself between Abia’s thighs and as she indulged in the drug, Abia stroked her hair. Liberty was stepping into a completely new world, one where her destiny would be in her own hands. One where eroticism and seduction was enjoyable instead of forced. As Abia’s fingertips massaged her scalp, Liberty’s entire body began to tingle. Her hands felt like silk feathers as Abia kneaded and stroked the contours of Liberty’s neck. She was a woman with much experience. At thirty-two, she had experienced every aspect of the game and although she was retired from servicing clientele, she mentored every girl who came under her wing. They each admired her, and Liberty would be no different. Abia was a legend in the business. With every new girl that passed through her hands, she established a pecking order. Abia was the head-bitch-in- charge, no exceptions, and she seduced each new girl so that they understood who was the lead dog in the pack. It was Abia’s extravagant world, and she was the queen. Liberty set up lines of heroin, filling up with as much as possible to avoid the empty feeling that had just tortured her. Her eyelids fluttered from pleasure as Abia caressed her.
“Have you slept with a woman before, Liberty?” Abia whispered as she rolled up the window that separated them from the driver.
Liberty nodded her head as she continued to snort the powder between Abia’s legs. Abia reached down and removed the dish, then pulled her thong to the side. “Are you good at it?” she asked suggestively.
Completely caught up in the orgasmic feeling of her high, Liberty’s curiosity got the best of her. Numerous women had paid her for her services during her days of tricking, but none had ever been like Abia. Her essence was different from any woman Liberty had ever encountered. She possessed a mystique that made Liberty’s body react to her. Abia lifted Liberty’s shirt and rubbed Liberty’s hardened nipple as she repeated, “Show me.”
Liberty pulled Abia to the edge of the car seat and put her hands beneath Abia’s behind as she dipped her tongue inside her warmth. Liberty was no amateur. She knew how to make any human being cum. Women always paid the most so Liberty had made sure that she was good at it. She pulled Abia’s clit in between her lips and licked it with just enough pressure to make Abia squirm.
“Oooh,” she moaned, surprised at the pleasure that Liberty was giving her. Liberty sucked and pulled while softly nibbling on Abia’s flesh button. Liberty knew that she was being tested but was confident that she was passing with flying colors. The way that Abia was contracting her ass let Liberty know that she was doing her job. She flicked her tongue back and forth, fast and then slow… slow and then fast before sucking it with just enough pressure to make Abia’s eyes roll in the back of her head. Liberty was so into it that she reached one hand into her own panties and played with herself as she brought Abia into ecstasy. Abia smiled in complete bliss as she caught her breath, and Liberty sat back on the seat, directly across from her. Liberty’s head fell back as she wiped her mouth.
“Is that good enough for you?” she asked.
“That was the best,” Abia replied with a smirk. She was surprised at Liberty’s ability to pleasure a woman and could only imagine the skills she had acquired for sexing a man.
There was no way that she could let Liberty slip through the cracks. She needed her as an addition to the
