Chapter 5 - Brothel

[Sometime later]

The car with Phil and Jack stopped at the right brothel.

- All clear? - said Phil, finishing the briefing

- More or less. - Jack answered uncertainly, trying to assimilate all the information on running a brothel.

- Do not worry, if anything, they will tell you what's what, it is still in the interests of the girls so that everything goes well for you. - leaving the car, Phil said calmly - Let's go. -

Jack got out of the car and glanced around the place.

A brightly colored sign invited new clients to a brothel named '' Ishtar ''

A large solid three-story building of wood and stone was well preserved, and it was evident that it was being looked after.

At the entrance to the brothel, there were four colorful girls who, smiling and winking, beckoned people to visit the institution.

Seeing Phil and Jack approaching, the women immediately became more serious, but the smiles and sweet tone did not disappear - Hello, Mr. Phil. -

They spoke good English, but it was clear that they were foreigners.

He nodded at their greeting and said with a strong accent, "Let's come in, I've brought in a new manager. -

Since Jack walked next to Phil, it was not difficult to understand that he was the new manager. Each had a different reaction to the new 'director' ', but they were united by surprise.

With a nod, the girls, twisting their asses, led the two men to the brothel.

When they entered, they immediately said loudly - Everyone who is not busy here, Mr. Phil has brought a new manager. -

Immediately, women began to descend from the second floor, and those who were on the first floor hurried to approach.

While they were all gathering, Jack examined the interior decoration and the brothel workers themselves.

Let's start with the fact that all the decoration consisted of brown lacquered wood, a bar counter, tables, chairs, two staircases, standing in the center, led to the second floor. Scarlet curtains with obscene cartoons hung everywhere, and pictures of naked beautiful women hung everywhere.

There were customers, and they stared at Jack and Phil with interest as they sat at tables and drank strong drinks.

In general, the place had its own charm and atmosphere, but Jack focused on one girl, not taking his eyes off.

There was a tall woman in a latex mistress suit with a whip in her hands, who looked with arrogance and contempt at all the men in a row, except for Phil. There was a pregnant blonde with a big round belly, there were two tanned twins, but Jack stared with fear and disbelief at a girl of twelve or thirteen, who, with an innocent smile, came along with all the whores.

- "This ... Is that?" - Jack thought with hidden fear, feeling uncomfortable only from the presence of this girl in this house of debauchery

Gunther spread his arms - "What do you think?" -

Jack, even for himself, naively assumed - "Does her mother or aunt work here?" -

O'Dim laughed as if he had heard a good joke - "Ha ha ha, you yourself do not believe in it!" -

- "It can't be ... She's a child ..." -

"She's a sexually mature individual. Earlier, in her years, she already had several children and nothing. " -

- "Now" not earlier "and here the situation is different, here is his mother's brothel, where his legs are spread for money! I do not believe it! Balalaika would not allow this to happen in her establishment! " -

O'Dim brushed aside with a smile - "Money doesn't smell." -

- "No, no, no, she herself is a woman and she certainly would not have been able to do that to an innocent girl." -

Gunther just shrugged, smiling.

While Jack was mentally worried, all the free women gathered around.

Phil walking his eyes over them, said - Is that all? -

Fifteen whores gathered, including that child.

A woman in her thirties, dressed in a latex 'Mistress' suit, replied - The others are working. -

Interestingly, all this time, she looked at Jack with disdain and disgust, like he was a little smelly shit who brazenly dared to stick to her high-heeled leather boots.

Naturally, Jack could not help but notice this - "Infection, I know that it is far from a Hollywood star, but such a look is clearly too much ... I certainly did not have time to cross your road, what will happen next?" -

Phil nodded. "Okay. - Pointing to the companion with a finger, he said - This is Jack, your new manager. I briefly explained to him what's what, but you have to help him if anything ... Is that clear? -

- Yes. - the women unanimously said

The dominatrix's contemptuous gaze intensified, which caused a nervous smile from Jack, but he nevertheless tried to introduce himself, despite the glances of this '' Mrs. '' - As you already know, my name is Jack, address me by name and 'you'. I will try to be better than your past manager, but without your help, it will be more difficult to accomplish. -

Someone nodded affably, someone smiled, and someone just didn't care.

- This concludes my work. - Phil said, turning around, but finally added quietly so that only Jack could hear - And try not to upset the Captain. -

Jack nodded and Phil calmly walked out and the brothel.

There was a silence during which Jack stared at the thirteen-year-old girl.

- Something wrong, brother? - she asked in her young sweet voice and Jack turned everything upside down inside

"Mmm, what are you doing here, girl? Jack asked with a nervous smile.

Whores looked with interest at the unfolding situation

The girl tilted her head, puzzled. Her big eyes stared at Jack in confusion. "I work here, isn't it obvious, big brother?" -

These words were just what Jack was afraid to hear, and therefore his face was unnaturally distorted, although he tried to keep his emotions in check.

Looking at his crooked face, the whores began to giggle and smile.

- "What's funny, bitch !? Your child works in a brothel! " - Jack exclaimed mentally, but then he was caught off guard by the girl's changed voice

- Look, our manager has moral values, so he is definitely better than the old one. -

The girl's coarser and smoky voice contrasted sharply with her appearance. All the magic of innocence had disappeared, now it seemed that this girl could teach life even to the grandmother at the entrance.

- What's happening? - Jack asked in bewilderment.

- Nothing. - the same dominatrix who burned a hole in him answered sharply - Did you really think that a child would work in Balalaika's brothel, you idiot? This 'baby' 'suits you as a mother. -

Jack decided to ignore the words and the tone with which she addressed him, but the woman was clearly not going to let him go.

She approached him, slightly waved her black long hair and hung over him, said harshly - I am Beatrice, and I allow you to address me like that. We don't have a brothel cleaner, the last one was killed in a scuffle, your duty is to find her before tomorrow night. Not in a week, not after tomorrow, but precisely tomorrow evening, do you understand? -

Surprisingly, this Beatrice was actually quite tall. Jack was one hundred and eighty-six centimeters tall, but this lady was at least half her head above him.

Mentally cursing the black-haired arrogant bitch, Jack replied with a smile - I will do my best. -

Beatrice winced for a moment and then grunted - Hmm, I don't need effort, I need a result, manager. -

Having finished speaking, she turned around abruptly on the spot, deliberately hitting Jack's face with her black hair, and went to the second floor.

Looking after her, Jack thought - "If this Beatrice behaves like this constantly and she was not thrown out of here, then she brings an excellent income ... O'Dim, you confused me with this girl ..." -

Gunther shrugged his shoulders - "I just said that at her age they had children and that she was a sexually mature individual. As you can see, I was not lying. " -

In the meantime, only that '' girl '' remained standing next to Jack. The rest of the whores dispersed in search of a client.

"Never mind, she's like that with everyone." - said a woman who looked thirteen years old - Although I must admit, she is clearly sharpening her grudge against you. By the way, I'm Lola. -

With a weak smile, Jack replied - Nice to meet you ... And why is she grinning at me? -

- She has such a character, plus the profession has left its mark, but most importantly, she dreamed of becoming a new manager for three days and then you suddenly appear, Jack. Although I must admit, it's still overkilled. -

Jack was embarrassed - She wanted to be the manager? That is, she could become one? -

Lola nodded - Yes, usually if a new manager is not quickly found, then the most successful girl in the institution becomes one. Of course, this is temporary, but there is a good chance that if you show yourself, you will be left in this position. -

Jack sat down at the table and invited Lola to sit down with his hand - Is Beatrice the most successful whore here? And I understand that she wanted to become a manager to stop being a whore, right? -

Sitting down, Lola took out a cigarette and lit a cigarette - No, she likes her job, she just loves power and money, that's all. She was going to be both a manager and a dominatrix since it was easier to combine these matters. As for success and earnings, yes, it brings the most money. Beatrice is a dominatrix, she humiliates and strapons clients in every possible way, and other fetishes that follow all this ... kind of ... The funny thing is, it seems that no one in my memory has fucked her here yet. By the way, she really doesn't like being called a whore, only a lady or a dominatrix. -

- "What debauchery ..." - Jack said quietly in his mind.

O'Dim smiled - "Yeah. Cool, isn't it? " -

Ignoring Gunther, Jack asked, "What are you doing here?" -

Blowing smoke from her nose, Lola replied - Well, nature gave me a baby body, so I'll use that. -

- Pedophiles? - Jack winced.

- Yeah. At first, I was angry with my own body, but then I resigned myself and realized that this was my calling. My destiny. I learned to make my voice childish and naive, and also to play the role of a child. Of course, age takes its toll, but cosmetics help me. My services are also quite expensive, so I am in second place after Beatrice in terms of earnings. -

- And ... many clients? - Jack asked a little nervously, not knowing if it was okay to ask about this

Lola inhaled and exhaled smoke through her nose again - Enough, especially considering that I have not many competitors in all of Ruanapur. - Putting out her cigarette, she said softly - Not all my clients are scoundrels. They were born that way and can't help themselves. They are attracted to children and this cannot be changed. Surprisingly, a fairly large part of the clients are conscious, and they come to me to satisfy this perverse animal hunger and thus protect children from themselves. -

- Doubtful nobility ... - Jack shook his head.

- Not at all. - objected Lola - I can see from you that you are naive, that you are in Ruanapur recently and do not know all its horrors. So, there is child prostitution here, and it costs a little more than I demand, you know? Any client of mine could pay a little extra and get a real child, but they come to me, to a simple actress. -

Jack's stomach twisted - W-what? -

Lola smiled a little sadly - I see you're here recently. Yes, there are such services here and they are very profitable, so I respect Balalaika for not doing this. -

- Clear. Look, Lola, I haven't made contact with anyone yet, you're the only one I've talked to so far, so can you please tell all the girls that I'm looking for a janitor or a janitor in a brothel? If they have suitable acquaintances, then let them come and I will choose two. -

Lola shrugged. "Okay. -

- Thank you. - Jack nodded - And yet ... Do you know where to get a large canvas of paper for a poster? I'll hang a poster about work outside, you see, I really have time to find a cleaner by tomorrow? -

- Hmm, the only place in a brothel where you can get this is the manager's office ... That is your office. There you will also find money and old income statements, if you can call it statements ... -

- My office? - Jack froze for a moment, and then remembered that something like this Phil had already told him - Exactly, my office ... and where is he? He asked shyly

Lola grinned and pointed to the stairs on the right - Go up this staircase, your office is at the end of the corridor. -

- Thank you. - Jack nodded and went to inspect his apartment