Arriving at the club for my shift I sit my bag down behind the bar.

It's a bit quiet right now as we're setting up for the night to get started.

A tall smooth, chocolate skin girl walks over to me. She is absolutely stunning, she dashes a bright, white smile at me.

"Hey," she says bubbly.

"Hi," I say slightly confused as to why she is talking to me.

Usually all the girls shoot me dark glares or gossip behind my back.

"I'm Vanessa and I'm a dancer," she says holding her hand for me to shake.

"Scarlett. bartender," I say softly smiling while shaking her hand.

"I just wanted to come over and say you are like soooo pretty," she say's sweetly.

I slightly giggle "thanks, but your like gorgeous," I say complementing her back.

She laughs "thanks," she says.

"Although I feel like you should be a dancer, you definitely have the looks and you'll make a lot of money," she says with sparkles in her eyes.

"Thanks, but I'm not sure if I'll be a great dancer," I say shyly.

"Trust me girl when you hear that music your body just moves and flows by itself," she says as she demonstrates, caressing her body with her hands.

"I don't know, would I be allowed to try it?" I ask.

"I don't see why you wouldn't be," she says.

"Okay, then I guess I'll try it," I say. What's the worst that can happen I'm just going to have a little fun.

She squeals in excitement and grabs my hand pulling me into a door I've never been through. Well actually I've not been through most of the doors in the club, I usually just stay behind the bar.

All the other dancers are sitting at their makeup vanities doing their make up and hair.

All of them were beyond beautiful it was like I was looking at Victoria secret models.

"Guy's this is Scarlett!" Vanessa shouts over everyone's chatter.

I nervously smile.

"Hey," they all say bubbly.

"Hi" I say fidgeting with my hands.

"I've got the perfect outfit for you!" Vanessa says ecstatically.

She pulls out a blue bedazzled bra with matching pants from her wardrobe.

It's so beautiful "wow!" I say.

I'm actually quite excited.

I slip into my outfit and twirl around in the mirror, all the girls erupt with OOOs and AAAs hyping me up.

"Oh my god you look incredible!" Vanessa shouts.

"I have the perfect name for you, I'll go tell the announcer," she says and scurries out the door.

"You'll be on in ten minutes right after me," a girl says as she fixes her hair in the mirror.

"Okay," I say and release a deep breath.

Vanessa runs back into the room "let's go behind stage so we can watch," she says and pulls me out the room to behind the stage.

"Next up is cherry bottom!" The announcer

Speaks in the microphone.

I watch the girl before me walk on to the stage seductively and men whistle and cheer.

She walks around the pole and sticks her ass out causing the men to throw money at her.

Now I can see why she's called cherry bottom cause her ass is popping!

I look in awe as she looks super sexy as she dances.

Cherry bottom finished her dance and walks off the stage "good luck, just have fun," she says.

"Just relax you got this," Vanessa says reassuringly.

I am way more nervous for this than any of my boxing fights.

I breathe in and out, I can do this I say to my self.

"Now presenting a new girl...Little Scar!" The announcer says.

I walk out onto the stage as seductive as possible, the men watch as they adjust themselves in their seat as they seem much more intrigued.

The music plays loudly and I can feel the vibrations through the stage.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I hold onto the pole and slowly twirl around it pointing my leg out.

The men whistle at me as they throw some money.

With a bit more confidence I hold onto the pole with two hands and hang upside down exposing my ass to the hungry men.

I swing around the pole and slowly grind against it, climbing the pole I hold myself up and spin around it.

Sliding down the pole I land in splits as my dance is finished.

The whole stage floor is scattered in money, the dancers don't collect the money there's guards at the stage who collect for you.

Walking off the stage Vanessa squeals and pulls me into a hug "that's was amazing!" She shouts.

I laugh "thanks," I say.

For once I actually felt so free, it felt amazing.

A security guard approaches us and grabs my forearm pulling me into a room.

The room is dark only highlighted with red lights and a pole stood in the centre as a very royal looking couch sat across from it.

A figure sat in the centre of the couch but I couldn't see who it was.

He stands up tall and rolls his shirt sleeves up to his elbows. As he came closer I notice it's Damon, what is he doing here?

The security guard throws me forwards making fall to my knees and leaves the room.

"What do you think your doing?" Damon asks darkly.

"What are you doing here?" I ask not answering his question.

"I own this club. This is my club," he says angrily.

I look up at him with wide eyes.

"I allowed you to work here as a bartender but what the fuck was that!" He shouts at me making me jump as I'm still on my knees not able to move.

He kneels one of his knees down as his arm rested on the other. He grabs my chin with force "do you know what these girls do after their dances?" He asks.

I don't respond as I'm shocked from being caught and from being too scared.

"Do you!" He shouts making me flinch my eyes closed.

Opening my eyes I shake my head no.

"The men watching the girls dances pay the highest amount to take them into one of these rooms to do whatever want with them," he says.

"Do you want me to show you what they do?" He says.

I shake my head with wide eyes.

"You sure because you obviously want to go onto that stage and shake your ass for all these men," he says aggressively applying pressure on my chin.

I put my small hands up to his large one on my chin "Damon- you-your hurting me," I whimper.

"I'll show you what these men do so you can understand if this is what you really want to do," he say's ignoring that I'm in pain.

"No-no," I say frantically.

He lets go of my chin and stands up to his full height.

He unzips his zipper and pulls his boxers down a little revealing his erection.

I instantly cover my eyes with my hands.

"Look at me now! If you don't I'll hurt you," he says.

I slowly drop my hands and look at his face as I don't want to see his dick but it's quite hard to ignore it.

He rubs his long dick up and down with one hand "now be a good slut that you are and suck me off," he says

I shake my head no "you wanted to be a dancer right? So this what dancers do," he says.

He grabs my hair roughly and inches his throbbing dick towards my mouth. I lean back away from him but he forces my head forward.

"No, please I'm sorry Damon. I don't want this, I won't do it ever again. I'm sorry," I quickly say just as his tip almost touches my lips.

Letting go of my hair he put his dick back into his boxers and pulls his trousers up.

I let out breath of relief.

Derek bursts through the door aggressively holding Vanessa.

She has tears streaming down her face, what did he do to her?

Derek throws her to the ground beside me "I'm sorry I-I didn't know she was with you," Vanessa cry's out.

Looking at her face I notice her bottom lip is gashed.

I gulp.

Did Derek hurt her?

"You should have known! I told you not to talk to anyone that works at the bar!" He shouts at her making her frightened.

I'm scared as well, I thought he only talked to me like that.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted be friends with her and have some fun. I wasn't going to allow her to come into one of these rooms" she tries to explain.

Damon grabs her by her hair picking her up from the floor and slams her into the wall.

I instantly stand up.

I'm not having this, I'm okay if he hurts me but he's not going to hurt her.

Just as I'm about to walk up to them Derek grabs me from behind me and keeps a tight hold on me.

Damon wraps his large hand around Vanessa's neck "do you not understand how much danger you put her in! Putting her on show like that, everyone will be looking for her. What if she had to walk home and someone follows her or if someone some how dragged her into here," he says furious.

"I'm sorry-I'm so sorry," Vanessa whimpers.

I try to pull Derek's hands off of me "Derek let go of me," I whine.

Distracted by trying pry Derek's hands off me, Damon punches Vanessa in the face causing her to scream.

Tears roll down my face, why is he hurting her like that?

"Derek fucking get off me!" I shout at him anger seething through me.

I elbow him from behind into his chest making him let go of me.

Running over to Vanessa and Damon "Damon stop, leave her alone," I say trying pry his hand from Vanessa's neck.

"Stay out of it Scarlett," Damon says and raises his fist and punches Vanessa in the face again.

Vanessa cries out in pain "I'm sorry Damon. I'm sorry Derek. I'm so sorry Scarlett," Vanessa say's genuinely.

"Damon let go of her she apologised," I say still trying to pull his hand off of her.

Damon let's go of Vanessa and she drops to the floor coughing.

All of a sudden I hear a click from behind me, turning around I see Damon holding a gun pointing it at Vanessa.

"Scarlett move now," Damon say's with all seriousness.