it's the early 2000s, and oh ho ho, unlucky you, got yourself into a situation where you were low on cash and...well you signed a contract..and now your binded to work as a stripper and well...a sex worker, huh, poor you, you really thought he was going to actually help you? He just needed another hoe, and who is this he, Matt greaves. you fell for him at first sight, his flaming locks of auburn hair, his handsome face, his dark dreamy eyes, you were captivated by him...and when you told him what you were going through...your heart skipped a beat. But, that was a few years back, you're the luckiest one out the whores, you're his favourite, so you get treated the tiniest bit more human then a piece of meat to him, might even call you his bottom bitch

You walk into the building after working on the street for the past 3 hours, managed to get around £100, not your best but not your worst..you could already hear the screaming. Matt isn't in a good mood.

" JESUS CHRIST WOMAN ARE YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING!?─ Oh!" matt notices you and pushes the whore who he was screaming for god knows what away and walks over to you and strokes your face "there you are..princess~"