The Grand Mistress

"Then are you going to die like this? Seriously?" The doctor told her so.

"I'm soo done with everything," Simione answered weakly. For some reason she got super tired, almost ready to doze off.  "Why are you even pushing me to hold on? Can't you see I messed up already,"

"Then how about those who had been waiting for you out there?" 

"I have no one. I'm an orphan," Simione revealed. "I want to be with  my father already. I should have been with him a long time ago,"

"Then do you think your father would be happy and proud of how your life turned out?"

The question got Simione thinking. Indeed if she was to see her father right now, would he be happy with how her life ended? Just a few days ago standing on the school's stage made her utterly proud and confident that her father too would feel the same in the afterlife but now that she ended up in a remote area somewhere, ready to be trafficked helplessly, would he be happy with it?

"He would not blame me," Simione replied unsure. She closed her eyes and swallowed her exhausted to be able to think well. Many days had gone by when she was first brought here and although she knew where she was right now was a very dangerous place, she was very lucky enough not to have been ruined or hurt until now. Ironically, she was considered a valuable property here that people treat her delicately. She was indeed lucky after all.

"Has somebody gone out before after being sold to her bidder?" Simione got interested in the doctor's words.

"I told you before. Once you are sold, your fate will be at the hands of your bidder," The doctor explained again.  "So either you work to change that fate and seize the opportunity or be forever miserable,

"How good are my chances?"

"Apart from everyone, you have chances. Whether it's a good chance or not at all, there's nothing wrong with hoping for it," The doctor answered. "Sometimes, hope is all we need to keep going. If you fail, at least you tried than doing nothing at all,"

"Why are you saying this to me?"

"I always have something to say to all the girls that come here in my office," She sighed and looked at Simione meaningfully. "This is the only way I can help them,"

"Rather than helping them, you choose to give horrible advices,"

"I'm not that powerful to help them and I also have a family to feed and protect," She added. "We do horrible things for many reasons ,"

"What can I do to make the highest bidder free me?"

"Take him under control,"

"How do I do that,"

"That is what Gina is for. Told you to learn from her,"

After that strong conversation, Simione somehow managed to overcome her misery and began thinking again. What Gina taught them was indeed shameless but there was no harm to it. She was teaching each one of them how to use their beauty not only to entice their clients but also to keep them satisfied. Above all to make sure they fall for you. 

Perhaps she can endure it. It may come hard because she had never had any sexual encounters with anyone before. She and Lyndon didn't have anything more than a kiss and so she was pretty naive when it comes to sexual things. If she could manage to open her mind and be willing to take Gina's teachings, perhaps she can escape such a place.

***

Three months had gone by and Simione's got better as the days passed. Nothing about her situation improved but at least Gina was less harsh to her now and even was praising her now. She had taken her lessons and threw away her morals and learned all the things a woman should learn about men—their weakness, their lust, their ego, their desires and most of all, how to make them desire you. 

The lessons did not come easy as Simione was very conservative since she was brought up by the Tangs so at first, she couldn't swallow all of Gina's teachings. Of course the methods of teaching in the prostituion house were extreme and they got live samples on it, making Simione want to vomit every time. However she held it all in and believed that if she could learn this all, perhaps she can go back to Devon City and continue the life she left.

Sometimes she was hoping that someone was looking for her but knowing that she left notes in the Tang's mansion of the reason for her departure and the fact that she chose to leave peacefully, he was sure Madam Silicia and grandfather Tang respected her wishes and chose not to find her as per her very own instructions. As for Lyndon, he was mad at her when she left and so she was pretty sure he went to Feather's arms to find comfort. If there were only two people who would be thoroughly worried, it would be Lucilla and Gabbie but they must have thought she had gone somewhere where she could forget everything and so they might not look for her too. Besides, they were only college students, what can they do?

"She's ready," Gina announced when she talked to one of their brokers. Simione was currently sitting with the rest of the ladies in the make up room, practicing their make up skills when the broker came and asked queries about the girls.

"Good, just in time for the quarterly bidding," The broker smiled satisfactorily. "Is she behaving well?"

"Very well," Gina seemed proud of it. Truth was Simione worked so hard to be good. She took all of Gina's teachings so well that in just a month she felt like she wasn't the innocent Simione anymore. Although still inexperienced, Gina had filled her mind with all the shameless things one professional prostitute should have in mind and she felt like she wasn't pure anymore.. Only her body is, but her mind was well equipped on how to make and break a man in bed.