Alera, The Love Of The Paid Slut
By Conan Akatsuki
Date: June 8, 2022
Ch. 3Alera, The Love Of The Paid Slut


“Good! So, what are we waiting for? Let’s do your cosmetics!” she said to the girl, looking at her in the mirror and doing her makeup.
Few minutes ago, Mama El was done beautifying her.

“Beautiful! Wow,” she exclaimed to the girl.
Alera was astounded by her attractiveness as well. While glancing in the mirror, her lips are wide open.

“Let’s go,” Mama El said, and the girl quickly followed in her footsteps, her knees quivering.
Despite the fact that she had made a decision. She couldn’t help but be frightened and afraid of the work she was about to start.

Alera is currently at the edge of the dance floor with Mama El. Alera is now observing how the pub operates.
There are a lot of girls who are virtually naked, each with a male. There are a variety of tourists in the chairs. Even though these men had ladies at their sides, their gaze was drawn to the women dancing on stage with no other covering except the two small ones that appeared to be on the body.
Some of them practically sprang out, their eyes staring at the lady, while others swallowed their own saliva, and almost all of their faces were just staring at the woman’s p*ssy.

“Alera, did you see that?” Mama El asked, pointing to the American man drinking in front of the bartender.
Alera responded with a nod.
“Because you’re new here, I’ll introduce you to him, and I’ll assist you meet customers, but it’s only now, ah? Next time, you’ll be the one to do it, so prepare yourself,” she continued. Alera prepared herself by taking a big breath.

“Hello, Jonas!” Mama El said to the elderly American, who was forty-eight years old.

“Oh, hello El,” he said, smiling at Mama El.
“Long time no see, huh?” he continued.

“Yeah, it’s been a while since we last met; nine months, right?”

“Yes, you are correct, nine months,” he said.

“Why did it take you so long to come back here to the Philippines? I miss you Jonas!” Mama El said.

“I miss you too, El,” he said, as though they were standing next to each other.

“Anyway, Jonas, I’d like you to meet Alera. She’s my new baby here in this nightclub. She’s nice and she’s fully fresh,” Mama El stated to the man, and the girl noticed how big his smile was. His gaze is fixed on her, giving her a sticky look.
The man wipes his bottom lip as he follows the girl with odd eyes from head to toe. The girl was perplexed as to why he was staring at her in such a way. Her chest was hammering fiercely, and he could hear every pounding with trepidation. But all she can do is keep her feet firmly planted on the earth.

“Yes, she is youthful and fresh,” he added as he extended his hand to the girl. “Nice to meet you, Alera, I’m Jonas Mcmacky, and you’re the most beautiful girl here tonight,” he said, kissing my hand, which she quickly retracted. Alera disliked the way he caressed and held her hand. The man grinned and turned to face Mama El.

“El, I’d like her to be at my table tonight,” he say.

“Of course, of course,” she said to the man, and she whispered to the girl Alera.

“Alera, take good care of him okay? Make sure to entertain him okay? That’s Jonas, a businessman and our longest customer here at the pub. Fix your work there, you’re lucky when he likes to take you out because he’s generous, and if you’re good enough, you’ll have a good tip,” she said to the lady before leaving her with Jonas.

“Sit?” it even offers the woman a seat after El leaves.
Despite the fact that Alera was uneasy sitting with the man, she just verified her heart to be calm, a big lie to herself.

“I appreciate it,” she said.

Jonas ordered a lot of drinks, and despite the fact that Alera only drank a little, Alera already felt dizziness. She isn’t used to drinking. At first, it appeared that they were just having fun talking to each other, but Alera soon felt his flirty caress on her thigh.

“A-ah!” she said, tapping the man’s palm in surprise.
When Alera patted him as if he were a hungry creature, Jonas smiled the most.

“Do you still consider yourself a virgin?”

It took a long time for Alera to respond.

“No, no, no,” she said.

“That sounds excellent; it’ll make everything easier afterwards,” it said.

Her chest was still hurting at the job she had unexpectedly accepted. She questioned whether she had made the correct decision, despite the fact that she had not lost her dread. She knows to herself that she made the decision that she can’t go back in time. The man approached Alera and kissed her on the neck, as if he had no regard for the woman.

Alera, on the other hand, closed her eyes and swallowed her saliva to soothe herself as she endured the man’s kisses on her neck.
She gently opened her eyes, and her gaze was drawn to Mama El, who was standing a little further away and smiling at her, giving her a hand gesture that said ‘excellent work.’

“Lord, forgive me,” Alera merely thought.
She doesn’t desire every kiss and contact he gives her, but Mama El says she should fortify my stomach.
Jonas then caressed her sensitive area, and she tapped his hand one more.

“No!” she exclaimed loudly, and we both gazed at each other. I noticed his smile broaden. At that point, Alera intended to beg Mama El to side with her against the man. But, like Jonas, it was smiling and enjoying himself.

“All right, Alera. That’s what Jonas wants, excitement and a little bit of play,” El thought, his countenance showing that he appreciated what was going on between the two. Alera turned to face the man who was speaking next to her.

“Ooh, I like that huh. You let me touch you and then you resist at the end. Hmmmmm, I like it!” he remarked to the female in a seductive tone. He stood up from his seat and took out some cash. He paid the waitress’s bills, and the man approached Mama El with the money, and they talked for a bit. El approached the girl Alera after they had finished talking.

“Alera, Jonas wants to take you out; good luck, and he’s interested in you!” Mama El said.

“He wants me? Mama El, I don’t want to,” she whispered as El’s eyes glazed away and she took one of Alera’s hands in hers.

“What are you saying, Alera?” its trembling voice once drew the woman into a corner.

“What are you saying?! I thought we were already communicating?”

“I don’t want to go with him, Mama El,” she says.

“So, what do you want? Back on the road?” she asked, to which the girl did not respond.
“Look, Alera, you can’t refuse because you’ve already paid, you’ve already had money,” she continued, and Alera remained silent.
El took a deep breath and placed his hands on the girl’s two shoulders.

“Look, Alera, this is your life, this is you, you’re here, so live it like it’s your life; come with Jonas, and I’ll make sure you enjoy your life here as well,”

“But,”

“Nothing more ‘but’ come on! Come with him, and do what you have to do,” she murmured to the woman, pulling his hand back to the man Jonas.

“Is everything all right?” the man inquired.

“Yes, yes, sorry for taking so long, Jonas; Alera will accompany you immediately,” she added.

According to what Mama El told her and the job she took, Alera does nothing but go with the man.
Jonas escorted Alera to one of Pampanga’s largest hotels.

He entered the room with the woman. Alera, on the other hand, held to her short skirt with both hands.
Alera’s heart skips a beat when she notices the man undressing himself in front of her.
He sat on the sofa and fixed his gaze on the woman’s entire body.

“Alera, perform your job for me right now,” he said. Long before the girl acted, it appeared as if her entire soul had gone blank as a result of what he had spoken.

“Alera?!” directs its gaze on the woman.

“Y-yes?”

“I said, ‘Make me happy.’”

“J-jonas, i-i- I don’t know what to do; I don’t know how to make you happy,” she mumbled in response, and the man grinned.

“It’s really exciting to do this to a young woman who hasn’t done so much about it before,” he added. “If you don’t know how to make me happy, I’ll teach you how,” he continued.

“Alera, please take off your dress,” he asked. Alera bit her lip as she stripped off her clothes, her chest hammering and her stomach tightening even more at her young age.

“Alera, come to me,” he urged, motioning with his third finger for her to approach.

“Sit on my lap,” he said again, and the girl did. She sits awkwardly on his lap.

“Dance your hips and massage your body on me,” he said. The girl pursued it once more. He smacked one of her ass cheeks firmly.

Even if she is opposed to what she is doing today, Alera must stick to her guns because this is the career she has chosen based on her needs and destiny. She also lacks pride because she was the sole victim of a rape that went unpunished. If the world is truly unkind to her, all she has to do is play games with it.
So, what is her motivation for being clean when he doesn’t have everything? The night progressed deeper and deeper into what was occurring to her and Jonas in the same room. The man continually utilized her body, making the most of its charge to her. She remained subservient to his body’s demands until he could no longer discharge juice.

Even with her eyes closed the next morning, Alera felt anguish all over her body. She slowly opened her eyes, but the man placed the money on her chest before she could fully open them. It was a touch insulting, and it broke Alera’s heart.

“Here’s your tip; I already paid for your takeout; I appreciated your performance; and here's your additional money; see you tonight,” he said to the girl as he exited the room. Alera accepted the ten thousand pesos in cash from the man. She was clutching the money with both hands, and a great pang appeared in her heart as tears streamed down her cheeks.
“This is my value, this is who I am today, to use and to make others use; Mama El is correct, I will earn money from this work and I will never go hungry again,” she told herself.
“It’s only me, a small creature in town that most people can afford,” she sobbed to herself, tears welling up in her eyes. "I know that in this work, I will not be appreciated by others and that I will be judged by the majority, but I don’t care anymore; as long as I live, that’s all that matters,” she added to herself, to the point where she has accepted that she is a lowly girl in society.
“Even if people judge me, I no longer care because of the world and life; this life is the only one that opens the door for me; this is my life to live; I have no choice but to be sold,” she says painfully.



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