"Oh, come on, Mhairi," I said under my breath, still sat in my car as the minutes ticked by, minutes I wasn't earning very much money and was still waiting. Edward wouldn't let me out of the bubble and I was more than a little grateful that the glass was tinted and it couldn't be seen from the other side.

I was reaching for the door for a third time, Edward putting out a hand to stop me yet again when Mhairi finally appeared, coming out of the front door of the club, a man on her arm. He kissed her cheek as she smiled and laughed, and wished him a good rest of the day.

"Now you can get out," Edward said, opening the door for me.

"Auralia!" Mhairi said excitedly, the smile on her face broadening into a grin. "I hope I've not kept you waiting long. I've had a lovely companion keep my attention for the last little while and I couldn't possibly deny him a thing."

I didn't know how to reply to such a statement, so I didn't, instead looking towards the club. It didn't look massively different to the one Keaton had me in most mornings, with a few exceptions. The music could just about be heard outside and the whole building looked a little less looked after, dirt around the windows and cracks in the paint.

"Right. You ready to make an entire room full of men fawn over you and wish they were richer?" she asked. I laughed and nodded, wondering if it was going to be like my previous location for a moment. I had a feeling it was going to be very different, however.

But Mhairi seemed to know what to expect as she pushed the door open again and we walked inside. There was another set of doors inside, these ones with a single bouncer on them. We scanned our chips, Edward sticking close to me as we went inside, but Mhairi linking her arm through mine.

As she came close I could smell the scent of sweat and other bodily fluids. A musty sort of scent that made it obvious what she'd been doing if I hadn't known her profession matched mine. It made me wonder if I smelled similar. Was it how we always smelled after the first appointment of the day? Or did it depend on who and what we did?

I made a mental note to ask Edward when we were alone at another point, but I knew it was exactly the sort of question I would forget I had.

Once I was inside the inner room I had my senses overloaded for a moment. The music was loud, blaring dance tunes, and I could barely hear anything else, until someone hurried up, aiming right for us.

Before I could move Mhairi side stepped to come across me a little and stop the newcomer from getting too close.

"Come on, Karl, don't scare the newcomer off before she's had a chance to settle in. She's not used to men like you, or places like this."

"Then let's show her what it's like and see if she likes it," he replied, his eyes not leaving my body as he spoke. I tried not to notice the way he was leering at me, instead holding my head up high still and looking around the room as if he didn't interest me at all.

There were a lot more people here than at Keaton's club and they writhed and danced in time to the music, their bodies seeming to move as one mass until someone came out of the centre, breaking for the bar, a toilet, or the seats around the edges.

Unlike the other clubs and places I'd visited, this one didn't seem to have booths, so much as areas were women were the centre of attention. Most were near some sort of seating area, or a pole, often with several men at once enjoying what they had to offer, or eagerly watching the courtesans while drinking.

I was brought back to the present situation as Mhairi slipped her arm through mine and led me off. There was a single area left free and she went straight to it, dropping her purse into a small box like protrusion and taking mine to add to it.

I tried not to look entirely clueless as she then reached over to a small scanner in the arm of a chair and swiped her wrist over it. Without waiting for it to be suggested I walked up to her and did the same.

Immediately a touch screen lit up and asked a set of questions that Mhairi answered before I could entirely finish reading them. It seemed to suggest we were going to work together and all pay would be distributed based upon our usual hourly rate. Whatever it was, I was just glad I wasn't alone.

As Mhairi straightened, several men came over, some of them smiling and a few of them looking very intense as they all checked me out.

I tried to move a little closer to Mhairi without losing the confident look I had, and she slipped an arm around my waist.

"Come on, boys, meet my friend here and let us both show you a good time. Highest bidder gets to go first and have exactly what they want, but I'm sure you all know how this works."

"So who do we have the privilege of playing with today?" A guy asked, stepping close enough to reach out and stroke a stray lock of hair back off my face, brushing my cheeks as he met my gaze.

"This is Auralia, Ben, and I'm sure you'd love to get to know her more."

"Then we're in agreement. A hundred and fifty credits to take you right where you stand, right now," he said, his gaze never leaving my face.

I didn't know if that was a good amount or not for the location, but it was more than my average, so I began to nod as he took my hand.

"Someone's feeling flush," another man called, but I didn't even glance his way as Ben tilted out one hand towards Mhairi and she scanned it for me and punched a couple of buttons on the tablet.

Barely even glancing at it when she held it up he pressed the confirm button and then put the arm around my waist.

Mhairi winked at me as she reached for another guy, and then Ben put the other hand around me and grabbed my butt cheeks in each hand. He lifted, pulling me up his body. Instinctively I put my arms up and around his neck, holding onto him to keep myself stable and up right.

As if he'd done this before he pulled my legs around his waist and then reached over my legs to free himself. Almost immediately I felt his hard manhood pressing against me. Before I could work out if he wanted me to lower myself onto him, he walked towards a nearby pillar, and leant into me to keep me pinned against it.

A moment later he shifted and impaled me himself, his eyes still not leaving my face. I was wetter than I'd expected to be given how little foreplay had been involved, but I still stung a little at first.

"Oh my, you feel as good as I'd hoped," he said, one arm holding onto the pillar to keep himself pressed against me while the other came up to my head and slid into my hair. "How fast can you handle being screwed?"

"How fast can you screw me?" I asked back, smirking as I did.

He didn't respond as a matching grin spread across his face, and then he plunged his mouth down on mine and began thrusting hard and fast into me. I wanted to gasp at the suddenness of the frantic sex, but it equally felt pretty good. No one had yet taken me in this position and it gave me a feeling of relief despite the roughness.

There was also something about the strong muscular torso pressed against me. He was strong, possessive and fucking me like a demon on speed, but there was a gentleness to the way he'd led me there and held me up against the wall.

I enjoyed every second of the quick fuck, orgasming just seconds after he roared in my ear and pulled himself tight up against me to spill his seed as deep as he could. It had all happened faster than I'd have expected, but it had felt good.

"Well, that's got to be the best quickie I've had in a few centuries," I whispered as he began to pull back.

"There's plenty more where that comes from," he replied, his mouth close to my ear as he gently helped me back onto my feet. "But the other men will never forgive me if we go for round two right away. Don't leave without me getting another taste of you."

"I wouldn't dream of it," I said as he began to walk away.

No sooner was he out of my arms than another man walked up, coming past Mhairi as she rode someone in a chair. He had my tablet in his hands already and held it up with an offer on it. I pressed confirm and glanced at the name. Link. Unusual name.

Link didn't waste any more time leading me over to a long chair and encouraging me down onto it. Thankfully he was gentle, but the sex became a bit of a blur, several men only waiting for the previous man to get up before they came to use me too. An audience quickly grew as well, many men coming to watch, and Mhairi meeting any needs that wouldn't wait until I could get to them.

It felt a little like my unveiling, in the way the men seemed to delight at the view, and the desire seemed to spread. Bernice appeared part way through, adding her name to ours and also working the crowds.

As a drink was thrust into my hand and two men, twins with a striking identical appearance came forward, someone cheered.

"How do you want me, fellas?" I asked as Mhairi held out my tablet, momentarily in between companions herself. They grinned and rather than speaking, led me into the position they wanted.

Within seconds I was on my hands and knees, my head in one lap while the other spread my legs and took me from behind. This seemed to garner more attention, and within seconds I was hearing catcalls and amused shouts.

As soon as they were done, they were replaced with two more men, and then two more, until I panted for air, and remembered the drink someone had shoved into my hand. I downed it, gaining me some more cheers. Not long later Edward slipped through the crowd with a bottle of water and a quick wink before slipping out.

By the time the next man had stepped forward and got me to give him head, the crowd had finally dispersed, Mhairi, Bernice and I having finally satisfied most of them.

I noticed Ben was still sitting in a nearby chair, a bottle of beer in one hand, his body slid slightly to one side as he rested. He looked comfortable, as if he'd been there a while.

Sauntering over to him, I let Mhairi and Bernice take care of the other few men still interested. I chinked my glass against Ben's and smiled as I stopped in front of him.

"You look like you've enjoyed the view," I said.

"It was a good bit better than usual," he replied. "Thought I'd enjoy it while it lasted."

"Probably won't be around much longer, but if you still want that second round, I'm now all yours."

"I wondered if you'd forgotten," he replied as he uncrossed his legs, leaving them open as he reached for me to come closer.

I did, slipping my hand into his and putting my drink down.

"I keep my word," I replied once I was kneeling in front of him.

"Glad to hear it." He tucked his hand under my chin, pulling it down towards his crotch as he freed himself. I took the cue and opened my mouth, sliding his tip in between my lips slowly but clearly with the intent to control how this happened. He let go of me and moaned, the sound barely audible over the pounding club music.

Without thinking, I pushed him deeper and deeper, almost eager to give him deep throat. Within seconds I had him moaning again, as I worked quickly, determined to see how quickly I could get him off.

I had to come up for air just the once before deep throating him got him close to his peak. He orgasmed into my mouth with a deep groan before settling back, his body shaking a moment.

"Are you free on Wednesday's from nine in the evening?" he asked.

"Uuhhh," I replied, losing my cool for a moment, not remembering even how to check.

"Your scheduler's around here somewhere," he said, looking for it as if I'd need it to find out. I joined him in the hunt, looking from my position only. Mhairi handed it to me a moment later, flipping me a quick wink before she wandered back to sit with Bernice and rest.

I quickly pulled it open and realised I was nowhere near full. Hiding how empty my schedule was I navigated to the zoomed in slot of just Wednesday, and held it up.

"Wednesday's are all yours if you want them," I said, "You'll be rescuing me in more than one way."

"Book out two months," Ben replied. "Whatever your average is. If it goes up a lot and I'm underpaying you in a few weeks, let me know."

I nodded as he got up, not sure what else to say. He smiled as he reached for my hair again and stroked a few locks that were hooked over my shoulder.

"See you Wednesday then, gorgeous."

"I'll look forward to it," I replied, aware how cliche it sounded as I did, but he didn't appear to mind, instead pressing a quick kiss to my lips before he walked away.

I picked up my water bottle again as I sat down and took a big swig. As I did Bernice and Mhairi both came over. Many of the clubbers were now either back on the dance floor or the bar. Some were eating, but the club was generally quieter.

"Well, that was good going," Mhairi said as her and Bernice flopped down onto the chairs either side of me. "We made over two thousand credits between us. Of course, the largest amount is credited to you, Auralia, but I think we'll all be in the green now."

"You have no idea how grateful I am you messaged, Mhairi. I was having an awful day so far. None of my regulars wanted to play. Apparently there's a new veiled one of the other courts was trotting out today over at Nathaniel's place."

"She'll be old news soon," Mhairi replied, "let's all go get some food."

My stomach rumbled at the mere mention of eating and both of the other girls laughed. Edward led the way, parting the crowd as Mhairi slipped an arm into mine and Bernice's. I noticed another guard from the court fell in behind us, until we were all back out on the sidewalk. Night had fallen while I'd been inside, and I stopped for a moment to look up at the stars.

"I need to be somewhere in a couple of hours," I said. "Mind if we eat there?"

"Oooo, you got a regular?"

"Not very regular, but he's in town for a few days and likes to have a nightcap before he gets some sleep."

"Those are some of the best to get. Usually just a quick screw and then you tuck them in and show yourself out," Bernice said. "I thought you were going to say James though. He's not touched another companion since you came on the scene."

"Sadly not," I replied. "James has cold feet."

They both pulled disgusted faces as we got into the nearest car, and Edward instructed the car to leave. I relaxed in the car, listening to the two women begin to talk about companions who had been less than stable for them too. It was quickly apparent I wasn't the only one who had a companion like James. Someone who couldn't have as much as they wanted from us, so opted to have nothing.

While they were talking I checked the earnings for the day, and almost gasped aloud. I'd earned a lot more for the four hours I'd been at the club than I'd expected to. And there were tips too. Some tucked into my purse. Others showing on the system as owed to me.

I sighed as I sat back. I was exhausted, but for the first time, settled into my job.