Clubrooms Diary

MADDIE

May 9th 2018

The potent aroma of sex fills my airways. The need to get up and walk out is paralyzing. There's a strong, stinging sensation simmering in the back of my throat and my poor stomach demands to rid itself of this morning's contents. My eyes threaten to leak tears of torture and the desire to throw up prevails. I clamp my hand over the bottom half of my face, trying to block the musky odour from punishing my senses any further.

"You're lucky you didn't break my nose Maddie-baby." Chad stares at me with rolled-up tissues stuck up his nostrils.

"If I wanted to, I would have." I declare.

"You're so extra when you throw your tantrums." He places his handheld mirror face down on his desk.

"I was born extra. Besides, I think it's quite an improvement." I wink at him.

"My nose is gonna be swollen for a week and the bruisings gonna last twice as long." He says irritated.

"Just lie and tell people you're an MMA fighter."

"Do I look like a fighter?" He picks his mirror back up and looks at himself again.

"Yeah, real... Scary." I bite the inside of my cheek trying not to laugh.

He's so gullible and superficial...

"I'm a lover, not a fighter." He sighs. "I ain't gonna get laid looking like this. Shit, they probably won't even let me in the strip clubs." He whinges.

I stand from the armchair and walk up to chad sitting behind his desk. "How is the vixen Rachel these days?" I ask trying to hide the smirk that wants to break free.

"Still a stuck up bitch with a slice of heaven sitting on her wide hips." He leans back in his chair twirling the pen between his fingers.

"Didn't know she and Lisa knew each other?" I sit on the edge of his desk.

"I never said they did." He looks at me oddly.

"Oh, I know you didn't." I shift and sit on his lap.

He runs the tip of the pen up and down my bare skin. Sending a relaxing shiver up my spine.

"What do you want Maddie-baby?" He says absentmindedly, concentrating on my body.

"I don't want to pay for my bed." I pout giving him the puppy eyes.

"It's the third bed in three months, Maddie." He pushes me off him and I land on the floor with a thud.

"Arsehole," I mutter getting to my feet.

He smiles. "Whore."

"So is your Lisa." I return to the armchair I vacated earlier, crossing my leg over the other, swinging my foot back and forth.

He stands up and walks to the front of his desk. Leaning his ass against it. Looking ridiculous as ever with a swollen face I graciously gave him.

"Spit it out. I can't be stuffed reading through the lines with you Maddie." He folds his arms patiently waiting for me to answer.

"Did you know Lisa has her nipple pierced?" I casually say.

"Why would I know that? It's not like she goes around flashing it about does she?" He scowls.

"Hmmm. I bet you, Rachel knows which side is pierced." I smile brightly at him.

He straightens, stepping forward, placing his hands on the armrests, caging me in. His shit breath fans my face and I cough, waving my hand in the air.

"Why would MY Rachel know what nipple Lisa has pierced?" He continues to scowl at me.

"Hold on, how the fuck do you know she has her nipple pierced?" He asks in a high pitch tone. He returns to his chair behind his desk.

"I've seen it." I smile at him.

He growls.

My inner goddess is dancing. I love how Chad gets all protective over Lisa knowing she doesn't see him in the same light. It's hilarious! You know... If Chad wasn't such a sleaze and stuck his dick in every Karen, Jane and Marie... Maybe he'd be a decent guy with a loyal lady love who would wholeheartedly worship the ground he walks upon. But, he's not and we're stuck with this edition of Chad 101.

I stand up and kiss him on the cheek. He flinches and I chuckle.

"Relax Big Daddy! I ain't gonna beat yo ass." I walk towards the door and open it, standing in the threshold with my hand firmly clutching the handle.

"When you see Rachel next, ask her what colour the butterfly is on Lisa's inner thigh, a couple of inches away from her kitty." I watch as Chads face morphs into a lost puppy. Laughing as I slam the door shut. I walk away humming, faintly hearing something shatter against the door. I giggle.

I LOVE being a BITCH! It comes to me naturally like a sixth sense. I'm gonna shake things up around here for my entertainment. I know these bitches have skeletons hiding in their closets and I'm gonna bring them out to play.

I walk into my room, dimming it with its bright light.

"Hi, my names Maddie," I close my eyes and bow, getting on my knees. "I am here for your pleasure." I lie.

"I am here for my pleasure and I'm going to use your body to satisfy my sexual hunger." I desperately want to say.