Jayden (Aces MC Series Book 4.5) (11 page)

I ushered Leanne in first, I could
see she was nervous but she was trying to conceal it and hopefully would just
come across as just being quiet to the guys. I didn't mind doing all of the
talking on the way over to the hotel in order to take the heat off her.
"Put these on," Pyet handed over the blindfolds that were customary
on leaving the house. I saw the look of horror on Leanne's face and so did
Pyet. "Ah babe, don't you like kinky shit?" he chuckled, tapping
Jackal on the shoulder looking for reassurance that his mate had heard his joke
and found it funny. "I ain't got all day just get them on."
I snatched the two pieces of material from his hand and laid them on my lap.
"This is just procedure, we do this every time we leave the house because
they don't want us to know where we are." I stated calmly as I picked up
the first piece of material and held it up in front of her. Leanne nodded her
head indicating that she was ready for me to proceed. I mouthed the words thank
you and noticed Leanne gulp hard before letting out a long sigh. She moved her
head forward so I could fasten the material, making sure that I covered her
eyes and then I did the same although these days I wasn't required to as I knew
where we were.

After a short car journey, we
pulled up outside the regular hotel. Spyder had already told me that we were
meeting Jayden and for that I was grateful. It had been a while since I'd seen
him and being honest with the way I was feeling, I was truly missing him.

I used my key card to enter the
room and Leanne followed closely behind me. Although I had informed her that she
wouldn't be participating she was clearly petrified which took me back to
memories of my first night.

I was seventeen when I was
taken. A woman had approached me in the local shopping centre asking if I had
ever considered being a model, I scoffed at the idea at first but then she
showed me the earning potential. Being seventeen and naive I took her card and
discussed it with a few of my friends that told me to go for it as I had
nothing to lose. I made the big decision and plucked up the courage to contact
her. She was very friendly, made me feel at ease and invited me to the studios
where the photographer would take some sample shots. I knew that these were
expensive but the lady told me that I wouldn't be charged for them because she
knew I had what it took to make it in the industry.
I turned up on the day of the photo shoot and had some simple head shots taken,
the photographer was cool and he allowed me to play my own music and even
offered me some of his beer and joint to get me in the mood. Throughout the
photo shoot the photographer got more daring asking me to try different things,
I removed my bra to do some back shots but then he wanted me to turn around so he
could also see my breasts. All the time he'd plied me with alcohol and had
allowed me to smoke weed so that eventually I was agreeing to anything. The
shots looked hot and he continued to tell me what a fantastic body I had,
something I had never heard before. From then on he pushed even further and
asked if I would allow him to take the money shot, I was hesitant at first but
he was very persuasive, he brushed my hair out of my face and gently kissed my
cheek before making his way to my lips and kissing me like no one had ever
kissed me before. I was like putty in his hands, he removed my underwear and
before I knew it, we were having sex. I was aware of someone else in the room
and only found out recently that it was Jackal, he continued to take
photographs and filmed me having sex with the photographer.
After the incident and the booze and drugs had worn off, I felt humiliated and
used, and couldn't understand why they would do that to me. I didn't report the
incident as I didn't want to be humiliated, my father was highly respected because
of his charity work and this would be embarrassing for the family. It wasn't
until two weeks later that I received a photograph through the post showing me in
a very compromising position, I knew I would never get away from these
photographs and hated the fact that these people had power over me.
Jackal asked to meet to discuss my situation further and told me to pack a bag,
which I had found strange. I did as I was told and met him at the designated
place where he informed me that he wanted me to go and work for him. He didn't
explain in too much detail but I knew it was for the sex trade, when I refused
he began to tell me that he would post everything on-line and tag all of my
friends in before he sent it to my family.
I was horrified and tried to analyse the impact that it would have on my
family. My dad would be devastated and would never forgive me for bringing
shame on the family. He also presented me with a file on my sister who I loved
very much. She had been followed for a couple of weeks because they had
countless pieces of information regarding her movements, routines and even her
friends. I was told that if I didn't do as I was told, then Jazz would be taken
and sold as a sex slave.
This was surreal, as he spoke I thought about the situation I had put myself in
and couldn't believe this could happen. That day I made one of the hardest
decisions of my life, I left with Jackal. I couldn't put my family through the
shame of having a daughter like me as they'd be humiliated if any of their
friends knew what I had done.

My first experience with a
client was horrific. I had been threatened beforehand that if I didn't go
through with it, I would be made to regret it. Jackal had previously shown me
photos of a girl that had refused to do what was asked of her, and tried to
escape. She was most certainly dead in the photos, she was battered and bruised
and would have suffered so much pain before she died. He also showed me photos
of her charred remains, and I knew that his threats were serious.

I sat in the hotel room waiting
for the man to arrive and remember taking a bottle from the mini bar so I could
calm my nerves. I hadn't been a virgin when I slept with the photographer but
even so I didn't give myself away freely. I sat on the bed and looked at my
watch as it neared 7.00pm, I was hoping he'd be late or even better not turn up
at all but the knock on the door came indicating that my worst nightmare had
just come true.
He was an older gentleman, in his fifties and should've known better than to
use an agency to sleep with young girls. He was old enough to be my grandad and
I felt disgusting when he had his hands all over me. I was told that I needed
to act like I enjoyed the experience so the customer was pleased and wanted to
book me again, and through fear of being assaulted like the girl in the photos,
I did exactly as I was told.
I remember meeting with Spyder later that evening and him informing me of how
proud he was because the gentlemen that I'd fucked had requested to see me
again the following week. How could anyone be pleased that a young girl that he
had coerced into sleeping with a stranger for money be proud of them? And so,
the routine continued, waking up, fucking and sleeping, waking up, fucking and
sleeping. For two long years, this had been my life. Now here I was, being asked
to train young girls so they would be more comfortable with the situation and
learn the trade. What had I become?

"Sit down and get yourself
comfortable, Jayden will be here soon babe." Leanne continued to look at
the floor through her hair as she hung her head and slowly walked over to the
chair in the corner of the room. I placed my handbag onto the bedside cabinet
and was startled by a series of knocks on the door. Leanne was physically
shaking, I placed my hand on her arm gently, "It's going to be okay,
please trust me on this." I managed to get a genuine smile from her, which
was the first this evening and I felt better knowing that she was feeling a
little more comfortable. There was another series of bangs on the door, I
didn't want to keep him waiting any longer I left Leanne's side and briskly
walked to open the door.

"Hi Jay, please come
in." I stood aside giving him enough space to enter the room.
"You look lovely this evening," he bent down to give me a kiss on the
lips but I pulled back slightly, earning me an unreadable expression.
"Thank you," I stated letting out a loud sigh.
"What's the matter babe?" he asked following me into the bedroom. He
glanced at Leanne briefly before returning his attention to me, "And this
is?"
"This is what I need to talk to you about." Jayden looked at me
confused. "Leanne do you mind sitting in the bathroom while I talk to
Jay?" she shook her head and stood as Jayden watched in wonder.
"What's going on Sam?" he asked still confused by the situation.
I waited for Leanne to enter the bathroom and shut the door before sitting on
the bed tapping the mattress beside me for Jayden to join me. He hesitantly sat
down and looked at me expectantly.
"I'm going to tell you what's going on but I want you to listen and ask
all of your questions at the end, is that okay?" Jayden placed his hand on
top of mine and gave it a squeeze of what I took as reassurance, and nodded his
head. I gave a brief smile and let out a long sigh while I contemplated how to
start.

"I was tricked into working
for this firm at the age of seventeen. To cut a long story short, I was drugged
and plied with alcohol and coerced into making a sex tape, with that I was
bribed and threatened that if I didn't start working for them, they'd show
everyone the tape and force my younger sister into the sex trade. I couldn't
let that happen so I left that night and haven't been home in two years." I
blurted everything out hoping I hadn't missed anything. Jayden let go of my
hand and was now sitting forward on the edge of the bed leaning on his clasped
hands.
"I've been working as a prostitute since then living in squalid conditions
up until a couple of days ago, when the bloke in charge invited me to stay at
his house. He has continued to send me to work but he wants me to train the new
girls, hence me having Leanne with me this evening."
I stopped talking and looked intently at Jay, he hadn't moved since he'd been
in this position and I was concerned that he'd think differently about me, now
he knew how I got into this game. He'd referred to me before as being fiery and
strong willed but now he knew my story he'd probably see me as being weak. I
reached out and placed my hand on his forearm and he pulled away, standing so I
couldn't touch him any further. Jayden paced the room and ran his fingers
through his short hair. He looked like he had a million things running through
his mind but his eyes were ablaze.

"Jayden please talk to
me." He stopped in his tracks and turned toward me, "I know I must
seem weak but you need to believe me when I say I would've done anything within
my power to not do this if I had a choice. I couldn't have them taking Jazz, I
would always protect her even if it meant that I got hurt in the process."
Jayden shook his head and walked towards me before crouching between my legs.
"You're not to blame Sam, I'm just trying very hard to keep it together at
the moment. I'm awash with different emotions and I don't know how to channel
them."
"It's okay, what's done is done, I don't even know why I'm telling you all
this but I can't have Leanne going through the same ordeal as I have. If I can
at least save her then some good has come out of all this."
Jayden shook his head in disbelief, "You need to think about yourself as
well Sam, I can see bruising under the make-up so you're obviously being
mistreated. You need to come away with me tonight."
"No I can't, I've got other women relying on me I can't just up and leave,
and he said if I ever did he'd hurt Jazz."
"Are you referring to Spyder?" I nodded my head not wanting to say
the words, "I get it babe but if you're in danger I can't allow you to go
back."
"No it's fine, he's taken a shine to me recently."
I saw the hatred in Jayden's eyes, "I'm at a loss as to what to do, I need
to speak to CJ and the club to see if we can come up with some sort of plan to
get you and the other girls free. How many of you?"
I mentally calculated, "The last time we were all together about twenty in
total." I saw him analysing what I'd just said
"And were you all taken in the same way?" he asked leaning forward so
he could rest his arms on my legs.
"Yes."
"And were you all of a similar age when you were taken?"
"Anywhere between the ages of fifteen to seventeen. Usually from
respectable backgrounds as this gave them leverage for blackmail with the video
because if they were from a Jeremy Kyle family their parents probably wouldn't
give a shit if their kids were in a sex tape."
"How come none of you have a missing persons report filed or been on the
news as missing? There's enough of you to cause concern."
"I've been allowed to call home every couple of months. The calls are
monitored and again we're threatened with our own lives and that of our
families if we give any information away."
I could see Jayden pondering on the information I'd given him, it was a lot for
him to take in and I was pleased that he hadn't bolted. He was prepared to help
which I was grateful for. I knew he didn't want to be with me, like in a
relationship or anything, at the end of the day I was a prostitute but the time
we'd spent together had been really nice and I hoped that he would carry on
seeing me even though he now knew my secret.

"What you thinking
Jayden?" I asked covering his hands with mine.
He let out a sigh, "My heads spinning babe." He moved his hands and
slowly stood placing them into his pockets. "How have you carried on
regardless?"
I smiled, "The same reason you have." He looked at me confused.
"How did you feel when you lost your leg?" I asked trying to get him
to open up about his feelings.
"Like my whole world had ended, like I couldn't carry on anymore because I
had let my family down and I didn't want them to be embarrassed of me and make
excuses for my disability. Where you going with this Sam?"
I stood and made my way towards him, "And how do you feel now?"
"I'm in a better place now and I've realised that it's not the end of the
world, and I hate to say it but I'm probably better off being around friends
and family that care and are prepared to support me. What's this got to do with
your situation though? I'm finding it difficult to link the two
situations."
"It's exactly the same, at first I thought my whole world had ended and
that I couldn't carry on. I thought that my family would be ashamed of me and I
even contemplated taking my own life because of the situation I was in."
"And now?"
"And now I'm in a better place, I've been given hope and if everything
goes horribly wrong and something was to happen to me, my bad situation allowed
me to meet you."
Jayden's eye searched mine as I raised my hand to touch his cheek, I'd been
longing to touch him and felt the fluttering in my stomach as I made contact
with his skin. Jayden leaned in and placed his lips firmly on mine, I wrapped
my arms around the back of his shoulders and pulled him closer. I needed to
touch him, I needed him to make me feel special in the way only he did.