Chapter song: My Darlin by Miley Cyrus feat. Future

(Val's pov)

-5pm-

Justin and I spend the rest of our day watching movies and coming off the weed hangover. My back hurts a lot, but I'm starting to tolerate it.

"Here, put this on."

Justin hands me a maroon-colored mini dress. And when I say mini dress, I mean it almost shows my panties. That's Justin Bieber for you.

Not objecting against it, I take the dress and the heels from Justin and go into another room to put them on. I top it all with one of the necklaces that Justin bought me.

When I walk out, Justin's wearing a gray, expensive-looking flannel with a white shirt underneath. He's wearing black jeans along with black shoes. There's also a gold bracelet on his wrist, very expensive.

"You look fantastic, baby."

Obviously wanting to touch me, he hooks an arm around my waist and grins at me. He leads me into his garage and opens his silver Ferrari door for me. Grateful, I smile and step in.

"Let's get dinner."

Justin starts the car and zooms out. I grin as we pass through city lights and hotels. This is so cool, to be living like this. It feels too good to be real.

Maybe Justin's got the wrong girl. I'm just a stripper, a toy. I'm not anything special. I think I should go back to where I belong, the strip club.

"Come on, baby."

Justin kindly takes my hand and leads me inside of a five star restaurant. It's pretty nice inside here. Everything's expensive and neat.

We're seated at a table and surrounded my silence.

"Where is everyone?"

Looking around me, I ask out loud.

"This is a private room."

Justin smirks as he scans the menu.

"Oh, damn."

I let out a shocked breath.

"It takes awhile to get used to, babe."

He winks at me from across the table. I bite my lip and study the menu. Cheese ravioli sounds good.

Our waiter takes our drink and food orders then leaves us to nothing but peace.

"You feeling better?"

Justin asks with concern in his seductive, brown eyes.

"Yea, a little. Why? You want me to suck your dick?"

Teasing him, I smirk jokingly at him.

"That sounds nice."

Playing along, he chuckles and raises his eyebrows.

"I can do it if you want."

Daring him, I smirk carelessly.

"Maybe later."

But he has lust in his eyes now, a lot.

"Maybe now."

Nonchalantly, I stand up and walk over to him.

"Val, babe, seriously?"

Justin gives me a look of surprise and entertainment.

"Yea, stand up."

Waiting for him, I get on my knees and look at him patiently. Justin chuckles and stands up. Going for it, I unzip his pants and pull down his boxers.

"Shit, baby. You're really gonna do this."

He grins and glances at me as I grab hold of him and start licking to warm him up.

I nod then shove him in my mouth. I bob my head up and down, sucking him nicely. Justin curses and chews on his soft, bottom lip. I add a mix of suction and handjob to make him harder.

"Fuck, Valerie. Hurry up before someone walks in."

Tugging my hair, Justin hisses; then I shove him deeper and make him cum all over me. Luckily, it doesn't get on my dress or in my hair. Most of it got in my mouth, but some landed on my face. We hurry and sit back in place. I wipe my mouth with a napkin.

"Is there any more?"

Motioning to my face, I ask Justin.

"I'll get it."

He reaches and wipes my nose.

"There, it's gone."

We both crack up and laugh. We barely finish laughing when our food arrives. That was close.

-8pm-

Justin drives me to my apartment after we finish eating. He's always trying to get in my pants, always, even if I'm tired and sore as fuck. That's why I turn him down a lot. I may be nothing but sex to guys, but that doesn't mean I don't get sore.

"Justin, I think I just wanna rest. I'll be fine. You can go home."

First, I turn him down on having sex. But he'll be fucking another girl after this anyway. Second, I assure him that I'll be fine. Thirdly, I don't just

tell him, I actually want him to go home. He doesn't need me, so it's best if he doesn't stress over me.

"Ok...Call me, if you need me. I'll see you soon."

He solicitously kisses me before leaving and driving off. I sigh then head inside. I change into a tank top and shorts then head out.

I'm nervous. Did Ben see me with Justin today? Am I in trouble? Shit, I'm so nervous.

I walk in front of the club and wait for the black car. When it arrives, I hop in silently.

"Hey baby."

Ben smirks at me. I don't think I'm in trouble, so far.

"Have you been behaving?"

He grasps my thigh and squeezes it. I shrug and force myself not to move his hand.

"Get out."

We arrive at his house, and I step out of his car. He pulls me inside and locks the door.

I'm tied to the bed and gagged; then Ben presses a vibrator against my area. I moan softly at the pleasurable feeling.

"So have you been around Justin?"

Ben's voice has suspicion in it. I shake my head and moan again.

"Talk to me!"

He turns up the vibrator, making me squirm.

"No sir!"

I choke out from the gag. Ben keeps the vibrator on me until I cum.

"Good."

He slaps my area, making me whimper.

"You're nothing. All you are is a toy. That's all."

Ben undresses himself and rips open a condom. I close my eyes and whimper from the tight ropes on my wrists and ankles.

"He won't help you. You're my property. Not his."

Ben starts grinding on me and whispering in my ear. Helplessly, I just hold back sobs and let those words sink in.

Ben continues to fuck me and talk about how I'm nothing. He owns me. He has papers. This isn't right. I don't belong to anyone.

When Ben finishes, for his pleasure of course, he unties me and pushes me off the bed, making me hit the floor. I take this as a sign to redress myself.

"Remember. I'm watching you. Be here at 9pm tomorrow. You're gonna make me rich."

He aggressively spanks me then shuts me out of his house.

Silently, I stand there, trying to find a way to get out of this. I'm not property.

It's 12am. My eyes well with tears, and I just about cry the whole way back to my apartment.

I fumble for my cigarettes and light one up. The smoke relaxes me a little and hinders my crying.

When I enter my clean apartment, I plop on the bed and let out the biggest sigh.

"I don't belong here."

This life, being treated like royalty, isn't what I'm made for. I'm a stripper. I'm a whore. I'm not anything close to beautiful. I don't deserve this.

I'm going back to the club tomorrow. I'll find a place to stay somehow. I can't stand to be here. It's not what I deserve.

-7am-

A loud bang makes my eyes flutter open. I groan and sit up. I must've passed out on the bed without undressing or anything.

Half awake, I force myself on my feet and to the door.

"Good morning, love."

Justin barges in and smiles at me.

"Hi."

I grumble and shut the door.

"Are you ok? Were you about to go somewhere?"

Justin stands in front of me, his eyes wide in curiosity.

"I just woke up."

I mumble and sit on the bed again.

"Long night?"

He pulls my heels off and sets them aside in an organized manner.

"I want to leave, Justin. I don't wanna live like this."

I confess and untie my hair from my pony tail.

"Why?"

He sits beside me and smooths out his black skinny jeans.

"I don't deserve it. This isn't where I belong. It doesn't work."

I tend to use a lot of hand motions when I'm nervous, scared, upset.

"Val, you deserve this as much as anyone else does. C'mon, I want you here. I need yo-"

"I don't love you, Justin. This isn't anything."

I point to him then to me.

"I get it...but I still want you here."

His lips are slightly open and wet from his tongue.

"What do you have in mind for breakfast?"

Changing the subject, I take off my wrinkled shirt and white bra.

"...I don't know."

His eyes are on my exposed chest as I put on pink bra and pink shirt.

"I'm in the mood for waffles."

I slide off my panties and put on a pair of pink ones. Then I slide on a pair of white jean shorts with black heels.

"Yea...waffles are good."

Justin stutters a little and stands up once he sees I'm ready. It makes me giggle and feel powerful. But I doubt it. I mean, all I am is property.

(A/N: Sorry is sooo freakin good!!!😱😱😱 Next post is on Saturday)

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