Stripper. Escort. Information broker. What do these jobs have in common? They're mine. How did I get them? Well, for safety purposes, let's just say my name is Diamond and this is my story.
Growing up was tough as it is with everyone, but growing up with a poor drunk father and a mom who took his crap day in and day out, well, I knew what I didn't want my life to be when I grew up. Poor, powerless and dominated.
Dad wasn't abusive physically, but his words hurt mom and she just took it. Ever the submissive. He never yelled at me, his only child, but the way he treated mom hurt me more than it seemed to ever hurt her.
The only times I remember them loving each other was at night when I was asleep or so they thought. Thin walls left little to the imagination. I could hear dad telling her to do things to him that I didn't understand till I was a teenager. That just made it weirder. The moans and groans mixed with the banging against the wall gave me really awkward sexual fantasies.
I couldn't help but to picture what was going on. The things I dreamed at night gave me nightmares as often as it gave me wet dreams. Sometimes I'd pleasure myself to sleep dreaming of how I wanted to dominate a man as my father dominated my mother. I promised myself I wouldn't be submissive ever to any man. As often as dad was drunk, he never seemed to suffer from whiskey dick. Every fucking night it felt like they went at it.
Maybe he had a big dick and that's why she put up with him. Or maybe he was really good in bed. She was a screamer, unfortunately for my ears. Maybe she just wanted to be dominated or maybe it's part of her religion to be submissive. Maybe all or none. Why the fuck do I care?
Anyways, the point is sex, money and power are all that I wanted. Sex for pleasure. Money to get what I want and power to dominate any man. Good thing we lived in the slums near DC. There is plenty of all of it to go around in the capital.
I wasn't popular in high school, but I was pretty so all the boys wanted me. I wouldn't put out easily so I learned very early on how to defend myself. That's the one thing dad did teach me. A football player tried to have his way with me in his dads sports car. He just wanted a bj. I would've too if he didn't try to force me. So I taught him the definition of black and blue balls with my mouth. Nobody fucked with me again. I wanted sex, but on my terms. So I ended up watching a ton of porn on the old computer I had in my room mainly to counter the noise from mom and dad. I'd imagine what it'd be like to dominate a man like in the videos while I pleasured myself. I didn't want just any boy from school so I waited till I graduated and started working.