How life made me a whore.

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  • Publiceret: 24 nov. 2017
  • Opdateret: 24 nov. 2017
  • Status: Igang
Please remember that English isn't my national language. But I did my best.

This story is based on an RP that I had with a friend, in this story you get to see her life before she met the other character of the RP. You get to see her hardship and how she worked her whole life until she finally gets to meet the king of the werewolves.
It's an alternative universe with werewolves, angels, demons etc.

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1. Pilot chapter.

The first time in her life, she ever felt a man's present, was when she was 20. She worked in her mother's shop. It had been 10 years since her father and mother were killed, but she managed to keep the tailor shop going. She knew how to sew, plus she had a few people helping her. She worked hard every day, no matter how much money she would earn from day to day, she would make sure the shop could keep running. She didn't eat every day for the first couple of years, after their deaths. But as she got older, the shop got more and more famous, it properly had something to do with the stories of a demon survivor. She had survived and were working hard, some people even called her the beauty of strings, but that were only idiotic men, who tried to flirt with her, while she would be measuring their arms.
One day, as she was closing the shop. A tall man walked in, he looked around, just staring at a few of the dark blue smokings she had standing in the window. She didn't care much for him, he was a man after all, and he didn't look like he would be able to afford any of the clothes that she made. Which just made her walk over to him, with a kind smile on her lips.

"Need any help, sir?" She asked him, as he just turned his eyes towards her. He had dark blue eyes, shining in the store. It even made her widen her eyes a little, as she for a second got lost in his eyes. 
He had a cute grin on his lips, as he started talking about the materials she had used for the smoking. He sure knew his things about fabric, she just talked with him, had a kind smile on her lips, as they talked for half an hour, before he checked his clock, only to leave. His voice was strong, as he said goodbye. She couldn't but feel a bit eager to ask him to stay. This was one of the first times, where a man actually was able to talk about her work and not just about her beauty. Not that every man who walked in here flirted with her, but it happened a few times. 
This man came every Friday, at the same time of day. He would ask about some clothes and even crack a few jokes with her, while he would also let her work if there were any customers. For some reason, after a year she started to feel herself waiting for him when he didn't show up one day, she just felt a rock hit her heart as she locked the door to the shop. As she turned around, she could hear a knock on the window. Only to see his smiling lips and dark blue eyes again, he had a little beard. This time he was working some tight white pants and a glamour's blue jacket. He had a tall hat on, that he would be taking off his head, while he looked into her eyes. "Sorry, I had a lot of work this time." He spoke behind the window. 
For some reason she would let him in, she couldn't stop herself from unlocking the door and opening it for him. He stepped in and ran a hand through his own hair.

"I actually wanted a marine blue suit this time, so... If you got the time." He said as he smiled at her.

She just nodded before telling him to stand on one of the blocks. He would take off his jacket and let her measure his body, first his legs, thighs, hips, stomach. She would slowly move up his body, as she would write the numbers down. As she got into his arms, she felt herself looking and moving a bit closer to him. As he stared into her eyes, he suddenly placed a hand behind her head, pulling her closer and pressing his lips against hers. She felt her body melt, as her heart started beating faster and faster. She placed her hands on his chest, as she pulled him down to her level. He pushed her against the table, before picking her up and placing her on a table. She could feel the tension between them getting stronger, as they suddenly lost the night to their own bodies. 
"I don't even know your name." She exclaimed with a few heavy breathes.

"Erik." He said as he pulled up his own pants. She couldn't but smile, as she slowly pulled her dress down again. "Nice to meet you.... Erik." She said with a flirtatious voice, as he just smiled and placed a kiss on her lips again.

"I want to see you again.... Where do you live." He said with a flirting voice, before pressing his forehead against hers.
She told him the address, and for a whole year, he would get to her place. They would make love every time, and for some reason, it didn't bother him. He was sweet, kind, loving and had the sexiest moans. She felt her heart melt every time they did it. But for some reason he would never stay over, it felt a bit weird. But because of that she only wanted to see him every day. She would wait up for him, as she sometimes never got any sleep since he wouldn't come every day anymore.
For the first time in her life, she wanted attention. She didn't want it from anyone, she wanted it from him. So whenever he got to the store, she smiled and would walk to him, even flirt, with a few touches and kind eyes. She kissed him once in a while, where he just smiled and looked over his shoulder, to look out of the window. Whenever Erina would ask why he would look out, he would just lead up to sex. So that must've been the reason right? He wanted to do her, but didn't want people to see her body right? She would once again moan under him, as she would feel her body shiver from his touch.
But one of the days, she would dress herself in the store, only to see a woman stare at them. Which made her blush a little, she had properly seen them doing it. Not really what she wanted, but for some reason, she didn't care much. A stranger that she wouldn't see unless she wanted clothes, but she properly didn't want to buy anything here anymore. Just the thought of it, made her smile a little bit. She was such a naughty girl. She placed her hands on her cheeks and shook her head a bit, as she wanted to get the heat out of her cheeks.

"We have been watched." She said in a low voice, as Erik buttoned his shirt.

As he turned his gaze to Erina, he slowly turned his head to the window, only too look at the female who would glare at them.

"f..... I have to go." He said with a hard voice, as Erina grabbed his hand.

"Why, I thought maybe this time you could..." She didn't get to say anymore before he pulled his hand to him.

"I don't have time to play with you again, be a good kitten and sit still." He said with an annoyed voice, before leaving the store.

Erina looked after him, as she would rub her temples. What just happened?
Two weeks went by and she didn't get to see him at all. She felt a bit empty, why didn't he come anymore, was it because she was too needy? She just wanted him to spend the night and now he didn't want to see her again. She sighed softly as she would take a child's measurements. She wouldn't let him control her emotions, if he didn't want to see her, then he didn't want to see her. She didn't need to see him either. She nodded for herself, before once again closing the shop. As she walked out of the shop, locking the door, she felt someone else's present. Who was here? It was dark, she couldn't see any, yet she felt that someone was watching her. 
This feeling only made her walk as fast as she could, to get home. As she could hear someone walking behind her, as she speeded up, she could hear the steps going faster and faster. She started to run, as she could only hear the person running behind her. She turned a corner, as she ran into a man. He was huge!! Properly 6ft at least!

"Someones following me!" She looked behind her shoulder, as the other person stopped behind her.

She tried to walk past the guy in front of her, but sadly he grabbed her arm and forced her up against the wall. She lost her breath as she felt the cold wall against her back. She turned her gaze towards him, as she could see his teeth. Was he smiling? She turned her gaze towards the other guy, as he slowly walked closer and closer towards them.
"She's a fast little one." The 6ft man said, as his arm slowly started deforming into a sign made of iron. A female walked towards them. 

"Guys..." She said as Erina turned her gaze towards her.

The same girl who had seen her with Erik... So this was some kind of revenge or what? She separated her lips, as she suddenly felt the man's arm press against her throat.

"Don't say anything... Erika wants to talk first." He moved closer to her face as he let his tongue slide up her cheek.

"She smells nice..." He whispered as the girl slapped his side.

"Stop this!! You can do whatever you want with her after..." She pulled a knife, before slowly cutting into her dress. "Erina right?... I saw you with my husband Erik." She said.

"I didn't know he was married... he never...." She didn't get to say anything else before she was slapped by the female.

"Shut up, you whore!! You broke my family, do you think I care at all! Because of you, I couldn't see my husband in the eyes anymore. All you wanted was sex, why don't you just sell yourself, instead of seducing married men huuh!!" She yelled as she started to cut some of her hair. "Such long beautiful hair." She said, with an angry tone, as she cut Erina's hair shoulder short.

"But you would look better like a man, that why the men wouldn't want to see you like that... They wouldn't see you as pretty anymore, nor would they be seduced by you!" She suddenly cut a huge trunk of her hair, so it would be as short as Erik's were. 
Erina would try her best to get free from the grip of the man, which resulted in her getting a few small cuts against her cheek and neck.

"Make her stand still Lois!" Erika screamed, as she suddenly got pulled to the dirty street.

Lois would place his knee on her back, to make he stay still as he pulled her arms back, so she couldn't resist. The other man helped to place her head in the dirt.

"We should make the men know what you are," Erika whispered, as she turned heated up the knife, so the smoke would rise from the blade.

Erina started kicking and screaming, as she suddenly felt her skin melt. The pain was ridiculous as it felt like her whole body was burning. Yet it was only her neck, she screamed and started to resist, yet nothing helped, the men were strong and the knife only made cuts and burns on her. 
It felt like hours before the released her again. She would just lay in the dirt crying, as she slowly raised her hand to her neck. Before feeling Erika's foot across her face, she kicked her and as she crumpled she started to kick her harder, stabbing her in the side with her heel sometimes.

"You can have fun with her now," Erika said, before turning around on her heel, only to hear Erina cry. "But don't kill her... then the message has been ruined." She said while leaving the street.

The men just looked down on her, as one of them pulled her a little up before removing some of the dirt from her face.

"I would do you so hard..." He whispered as he moved closer to her. "I would make you scream, while my friend would watch you and remember your screaming moans as you come over and over again, but... I don't sleep with whores!" He then ran his hand over her neck, only making the pain rise again.

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