The Heartbreaker

The pulsing rhythm of the music vibrated throughout the small back room. Two girls on the verge of crying sat with their legs straddled over this old man, who wouldn't take no for an answer. The salt and pepper, wrinkly old fart laughed and taunted them. Feeling their smooth, pale legs and running closer up their thighs. The two girls screamed for help, but none would come. They knew what they had signed up for and they knew what they were in store for.

Sienna winched, hearing their screams for help, but what could she do. She was on break and no one came to her rescue. Sure she could have been different and shown the girls something new, but she couldn't risk getting fired. She still needed this job. She had a child to feed and no one would want someone that barely finished high school and never went to college. She was on her own. Luckily enough her so-called mom agreed to watch her son for hefty sum of 400 buckaroos that she really couldn't spend, but had to for her one and only child.

Thanks to this, Sienna had to work extra hard to make ends meet. It was bad enough that she was the oldest, and even worse that she was the heaviest. All the other girls were petite and small, very unlike herself. She felt guilt crawling up her body and into her heart hearing the two girls scream from possible sex. She knew that old man, she knew him well. He loved the younger and new ones. The younger, the better, but unlucky for him, the youngest they had was 18 years old.

Sienna had been his unlucky victim, freshly turned 18, fresh out of high school and new to this line of work. She thought she would make a nice amount of money before leaving for college and never to return. No, instead she was molested, rape and tortured by that old frat. He was limp from years of excessive beating, but he took these little blue pills and he was as erect as a porn star or the president getting caught with his pants around his ankle.

She always was angry that no one stopped in, and here she is doing the same thing. She walked away, quickly from the back room. Cleaning up the cluttered table and taking the bills that people left. She went to the bar top putting all the used cups into a bin.

The waitresses wasn't allowed in the kitchen. The kitchen was where, as her manager described them, the uglies and men are. If she was ugly, or if she had gotten ugly after her pregnancy, she would have been fired.

"There's my shining star." Connor, the manager for tonight came and slapped her on her ass. "I love how it jiggles, makes me want to..." He trailed off, smacking her ass again, harder and harder. She just stood there and let the assault continue. What could she do? Nothing. Connor bent down and sucked on her neck, allowing his hand to travel to her breast, as his other hand played under her skimpy pleated skirt, searching for her vagina. He craved her, that's the only reason she's still there, according to him.

"What is that you want?" Sienna asked, used to being toyed like this. It wasn't her first time with Connor, nor would it be her last, unless she was dead and even then, she wouldn't be safe from him.

"You." He smirked, making sure to leave his mark and suck on his fingers. "You busy tonight?" He smirked, smacking her ass for good measure. She bit her lip.

"What if I am?" She didn't want to be around him anymore than what she needed to. Connor was a menace. Connor was annoying. Connor was the father of her son, yet he does nothing. She didn't love him. He raped her, again and again.

"Then I'll come to you. Say, seven?" He turned her around and planted a wet kiss on her lips, while squeezing her ass. "Your ass is the biggest and juiciest here. I'll make sure to fuck you real good tonight." With one more smack, he left her to feel gross. As if she was just thrown aside like a slut.

"You okay?" One of the girls that she had heard get assaulted came by. She knew Chris. Chris was the sweetest thing in the world, but she couldn't let her see a weak side of her. Unlike Chris, Sienna had to keep her reputation. She's the only one that can keep Connor from the other girls. She sighed and smiled. She'll recollect herself later.

"Yeah, you know me." She tried to laugh it off.

"Connor is a real piece of work. How can he just do that to you?" Chris continued, getting angry every second.

"You'd rather he do that to you?" Sienna raised an eyebrow and pushed the container away. "It's fine. I get paid really well." Deep inside, Sienna felt like shit! She hated her life, but she couldn't quit. She had to finish this out. Hopefully a rich man comes sweep her off her feet and....maybe take her and her son away. As if a rich man would be interested in her.

"I mean..." Chris drifted off. She couldn't say anything else, because Sienna was right. No one wanted to be Connor's play thing. He's rough, rude and disrespectful. He doesn't let women finish. As long as he finishes, it's okay. "Your birthday is coming up."

"Don't remind me." Sienna groaned. When it's her birthday, Connor makes sure to come over for that whole week and she has to beg her mom to keep her son. Just like today. Her birthday is tomorrow and she has to beg her mom to keep her son. Hopefully the 400 she asked for was enough to keep him for the week.

"What are you doing?" Usually, she doesn't work on her birthday and she's sure tomorrow will be no different. Connor pays her handsomely. She's the highest paid waitress here. Thanks to Connor, so that's one thing he's good at.

"Getting fucked." She muttered sadly.

"What?" Chris asked, eyes widen in horror. Sienna shook her head and waved off what she had said. "Connor does that to you, doesn't he?"

"Chris, it's fine. I'm okay. You're making this into something it's not." Chris pushed herself away from the bar and stormed off.

What's her problem? Sienna asked herself, walking in the opposite direction in hopes of not running into Connor.

"Hey sexy!" She rolled her eyes, put on her best face and walked over to table 13. As soon as she made it to table 13 the three unlucky guys smirked at Sienna as she walked up to them. "Woah! You kinda thick, babygirl." Bile threatened to come out and land in their lap, but she swallowed and smiled, her faux passé smile at them.

"How can I help you?" She asked.

"You, us, now." One of them grabbed her arm and pulled her close to them while the other drummed on her ass and the other began to take pictures of her, while the assault was happening. Another day, another dollar.

"Wow!" She knew that voice all too well. "You're harassing my worker." Bryan pulled Sienna away and watched as the three guys faces turned to complete and utter fear. "Phone." Bryan held out his hand, which was tatted up, front and back. His palm said death and his fingers said something in Latin. She didn't know. It just looked foreign to her.

Bryan is the boss of The Heartbreaker. He owns it. His dad is the Governor, bought this for him so he could stay out of the public eye. It worked.

"Uh...." The drummer gulped and looked at the photographer, who looked at the disc jockey.

"Leave." And they did. Their tails between their leg, running as fast as their drunken legs could take them.

"Uh...thanks." Sienna said about to clean the area up.

"Come with me." Sienna sighed. Bryan was okay, until he wasn't. She was too scared to look at his face, so she just followed behind him. If no one knew who he was, they would have assumed he was some high official in the drug circle. Bryan was a good 6'4 if not taller. He always wore tailored clothes that show off his delicious muscular physique. All the waitresses and strippers hysterically drool over him. Bryan was much better than Connor, until he wasn't. He had never had sex with Sienna, but the girls that he did, cried and quit the next day.

Hopefully it's not me. Sienna thought as her thoughts begin to target the thought of being fucked....again and again until he was satisfied. A shudder of ice danced down her spine. She fought the burger to shudder. She would endure it. Bryan walked Sienna through the aisle, watching as the faces of the waitresses dropped and the strippers stopped their routine to ogle her. Chris glared at Bryan. She hated everyone. She was only 26 years old, still a baby herself. Well, to Sienna. Even though Sienna allowed Chris to get assaulted by that old freak. Guilt begin to rise up and she looked away from Chris back to Bryan, whose back was very nice and broad. She wanted to run her fingers down his spine, but didn't.

Soon, they arrived to a floor. Sienna had never seen before. A floor decorated in mafia theme and Disney. A unique mix. Lilo and Stitch sat on a nearby couch with a gun right at Belle and Gaston. There were some other decorations that didn't make sense, like Donald Duck on top of Minnie Mouse, when it should clearly be Daisy Duck.

"Sit." Sienna sat in the closest chair to her. "You're old." He began. She didn't make eye contact, but she knew that. She was almost 30 years old, but who else is going to hire her. She twiddled her thumbs and bit down on her lip, sure to open up the skin. "Look at me." She did, automatically as if she was a robot. "Good. Now, you're too old to be doing what you're doing. You need to stick up for yourself. The next time I have to save your sorry ass, I'm going to fire you."

"What?" Sienna's eyes went wide open.

"So you can talk?" Bryan laughed lighting a cigarette. "I wouldn't fire my number one. Even though, stupid ass Connor did get you pregnant. He will take care of the kid and you. With that said, take your clothes off and lay down on that bed over there." Her eyes followed his cigarette over the where the biggest bed she had ever lied eyes on. She gulped and did as she was told.

Once she was naked, she laid down on the bed. Sienna didn't want to get fired. No, she couldn't get fired. She needed this job. It was the only job that could take care of her son.

"Beautiful." He hummed as he had gotten closer to her. "I see what Connor was talking about." He smirked. "Lift your legs up, spread them apart. Good girl." She did as she was told, holding her legs wide open for him to see her. "Shaved. Nice." Then something unexpected happens, he put the little cigarette towards her cunt, pressing it there for at least three minutes. "You scream, you're fired." He laughed. She bit the insides of her cheek to force herself from screaming out loud. She could do it. She could remain quiet.

While the cigarette was still there, burning her, he leaned down and kissed her on the lips. The kiss was filled with passion and hidden desire. "Mhmm." He said before taking her bottom lip in his and nibbling on it.

Once the assault was done on her bottom lip, he went to biting her neck, leaving hickey marks as he travelled down to her 36 double d breast. He licked and flicked at her nipple, the cigarette digging deep into her vagina, making sure to leave its mark.

Suddenly he stopped and backed away from removing the cigarette from her folds. He smiled at what he had done. "You're fun. My type of woman." He said going back to his seat.

Sienna didn't know what to say, so she stayed silent in the position she was in before.

"Come here." She stood up and walked over to him. "Sit." She sat on his lap, looking anywhere but him. How can someone be so cruel? She thought to herself as she stared at the Disney plushies and figurines that he collected. He kissed her on the cheek. "Tomorrow is your birthday. That means you're off, but you're not. I'm going to fuck you after Connor at your house. We'll just keep taking turns like that." He pulled her hair to force her to look at him. "Look at me when I'm talking to you, woman." He said through gritted teeth. "Do not piss me off."

"I'm sorry." She groaned as her scalp burned from being pulled so tight.

"Connor speaks highly of you and I want a taste. So don't piss me off. When you come back to work, you will be sucking on my dick when I tell you too. Understand?"

"Yes sir." She nodded looking into his endless pits of dark eyes. She couldn't tell what color they were since they were just about black.

"I might even taste that pussy, too. Actually, you're going to be fucked. You're my new toy. Until someone wants you." He laughed pushing her off his lap. "Get dressed and leave whore." Sienna quickly got dressed and left, running away from him. Now she was stuck. She was sure he wasn't going to pay her like Connor did.