Clubrooms Diary

MADDIE

May 9th 2018

It's only ten o'clock in the fricking morning and already I'm aggravated with pure annoyance. I storm towards the changing room with my heels clicking harshly against the wooden floors. I barge through the door using my upper body and head straight towards the washing basin. Turning the cold tap on I shove my hand underneath the chilled flowing water. Holding it still, as it aches like a bitch after jabbing Chads ugly face. He knows how to get my blood boiling the fucker! And, like always I end up losing my cool and using my fists. I use my other hand to wash the smeared blood off my knuckles. When they're blood-free, I turn the tap off and use the towel to pat dry my skin. I sigh, watching a pretty shade of purple spread around my knuckles like a wildfire. I glance up into the blurry mirror filled with grime and use my fingers to wipe away the smeared mascara in the corner of my eyes. I turn around and lean my body against the dirty basin, absorbing the coolness the cheap porcelain generously offers to cool my feverish skin.

My mind goes into overdrive thinking.

If Chad honestly believes I'm going to replace that shitty bed in my room. He has another thing coming. It's not my fault he's a penny-pinching weasel who refuses to invest in some decent furniture.

I mean shit!

The amount of money the twins spent in this shithole yesterday could easily fill the room with new furnishings. Expensive furniture at that.

Now he's ruined my mood for the day. First, he tells me I have to share Mal's client list with Layla. Secondly, he comes into my room to chat about how I handle my clients... MY CLIENTS! Is it my fault their mothers didn't teach them proper manners?

Pfff...

When a gal says no, it means NO!

And... thirdly, his ugly face bruised my knuckles. It's gonna hurt like a bitch when I'm on my knees blowing some pricks dick off. If you haven't noticed, I like to be on the receiving end when it comes to sexual pleasure. I'm a receiver, not a giver. But... If you've managed to rock my world, I do like to return the favour. I'm a greedy little sex minx and it just so happens to be one of my favourite flaws. 

I pass Layla on the way and that girl... Stinks with a capital S. She must

to my room. I slow my footing when I see Chads ex-girlfriend sneak into the room across from mine.

exit. I know full well she hasn't snuck in

the back exit and slowly creep up to the window. There's a slight gap in the blinds, I push my face

"Fuck!" I mumble.

my head about,

Lisa! I scream in

viciously on Lisa's face. I have to admit, I love getting my pussy eaten out and watching Rachel cum like that has me aching between the thighs. I bite my lower lip

with fright and a little

guard. "Billy-Joel! What the

are you doing peeping through the window?" His voice is filled with amusement as

wasn't peeping,"

"Who's in there?" His

Chad," I say stepping away from the window.

face instantly drops.

I smile and motion my hand towards the window inviting

there glaring at me as his eyes dart back and forth between the window and

Maddie!" He

threat or