Rent A Whore (The Trilogy)

By Kathy Parks

Young lady runs into a string of bad luck. The only way out is to sell her body at auction or get physically hurt. She’s got a lot to learn about her new life and what clients demand.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kathy Parks
• Release date: May 23, 2020
• ISBN: 9781370143788

Kathy Parks

As a baby, Kathy Parks was thrown out with the bathwater. This experience shaped her life and art. She is the author of novels including The Lifeboat Clique and Notes from My Captivity, and she also works as an advertising copywriter. She lives with her husband, Michael, in Boulder, Colorado.

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Rent A Whore

(The Trilogy)

By

Kathy Parks

Author Notes

Copyright © 2019 by Kathy Parks

No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form without permission in writing from the author. Reviewers may quote brief passage in reviews.

This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.

This story contains mature content. If you are not an adult or if such content may disturb you, please don’t read.

Table Of Content

The First One

The Bachelor Party

Mr. Perkns

Kelly’s Party

David Long

Susie Long

Bachelor Party Assignment

The Father

Mrs. Long's Proposal

Thank You

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The Auction

Life has not been kind to Beverly. Born and raised in a well to do family she has been given everything she ever wanted. Going to the best private school and being accepted by the high society you could definitely say she had been spoiled. Graduating from the very best college with a degree in finance, she obtained a position with one of her father's companies.

Everything was great until the fateful day her father's private jet crashed, killing both of her parents. Over the next several months it became public knowledge that her father had amassed an enormous debt and everything would have to be sold off. She lost everything including the large house her father had promised would be hers someday. Her work ethic was affected to such a degree that she failed to meet deadlines and missed a lot of time from work. Finally, she was dismissed from her job and although using every trick in the book was unable to get another. The absolute bottom came when she found herself living in her car which was even going to be repossessed if they ever located her. In desperation, she had used a loan shark to obtain money to survive for the past four months. The shark's muscle finally tracked her down and roughly escorted her to his place of business, a rundown abandoned building by the river.

She is forced up two flights of stairs and now stands before the grossly overweight black man. Dressed in a plaid shirt and jeans, he has a full face that is wrinkled. He is cleanly shaven both on his face and head which is shining in the dim light. Leaning back in his chair he says, Well sweaty you are way behind in your payments. I’m calling in the balance so do you have the thirty thousand dollars on you?

Looking at him she replies, I'll get the money but it will take me a while.

Sorry little girl it’s right now or I will have to let the guys hurt you, but of course they will want to use that gorgeous body for some pleasure first, he says pointing to the five bodyguards setting around the room.

Please give me some time, please don’t hurt me," I plead.

Sorry time is up, but maybe you would like to have a better way to go than getting hurt and still owe the money?

Knowing I'm not going to like what he offers I ask. What is it I will have to do to work off the amount? Will I have to become a prostitute?

Look baby unless you have some other marketable skills that would generate money fast your body is your best asset. And with the body you have, it would not take long.

Utterly defeated I reply, I will do it. What the heck it's better than getting hurt and going back on the street living in my car scrounging for food and places to bathe.

He explains he knows a man who will pay off my debt. I will be auctioned off to the highest bidder. The bidders are all pimps and they will control me until the amount of the bid and his original selling price are fulfilled.

I ask him why I couldn’t work directly with him instead of having to add the bid price on top of the amount owed him? His reply is that’s the way it’s done, take it or leave it. I tell him I will take it. He directs me to take a seat and picks up his cell phone, makes a call. I feel useless as I contemplate what I have just agreed with. Over the next hour, I watch him continue to do his business as people came in and pay him or some are forcefully brought in.

A skinny black man dressed in a purple sweat suite approaches him. He is lean and lanky with a thin face. Around his neck are several large gold chains that shine when the light hit them.

Hey bro, he says. You say you have some merchandise for me...

Motioning for me to stand up he says, Yea, this fine thing should be just what you need for your next sale.

As I stand before the new owner, he feels my breast and between my legs. He then turns me around