I'd seen him from across the room on so many occasions that I'd developed a sixth sense for his presence.

I called him The Vampire because he could enslave people to his will with his magnetic charm... or so I'd heard.

I was a gogo dancer and proud of it. My cage was my sanctuary, inside I could be whoever the fuck I wanted to be.

Every night, I would dance to the intoxicating music and if they didn't play what I liked, a little Molly would always do the trick.

I watched The Vampire as he lay an arm carefully over a young boy's shoulder. He was probably slightly older than me, twenty six, twenty seven.

The boy was whispering in his ear as his hand moved up The Vampire's thigh, higher and higher.

These things and much more happened around me all night but I only cared when they happened to him.

It was time for my break.

I carefully opened my cage door and slipped into the staff breakroom. It was badly lit and stank of cigarettes.

I was absolutely starving because I didn't eat before coming to work today. I had to pass by Gran's and pay the nurse the money I had made last week.

There was hardly ever enough cash left for myself, so I ate ramen and watched Netflix with Jeremy's account. He was kind to me, even though he had it tough himself.

I opened the fridge in the break room hoping to find one of Paulie's energy shakes. He hated it when people stole them but he already suspected the cleaner.

There was nothing there, except for a jar of pickles. Removing the lid with my elbow length tight gloves would be challenging, but I couldn't be fucked to take them off.

Just as I was about to give up, The Vampire walked in. He was looking straight at me and I subconsciously held my breath.

"This area is staff only," I said, nervously.

"How come you never leave your cage to join the regular folk?" he asked, suddenly standing closer to me.

"That's MY cage, it's my job."

"What if I make it not your job?" he said quietly, as he ran a finger along my cheek. I couldn't believe this was happening and just stood there.

He leaned in closer and kissed my lips, first softly than more urgently pressing his tongue into my mouth.

The Vampire swirled me around and pushed me out of the emergency door into the alley behind the club. A cat meowed as he pressed me against the wall.

"I have wanted to fuck you since the first time I saw your body flowing to the rythym of the music," he breathed into my neck.

I was instantly hard and started to untie his belt. I pulled down his pants releasing his dick from its prison. I took it deep into my mouth, gagging slightly in the process.

Looking up at him, I started to move faster and faster.

"Enough," he said gruffly, pulling me up to my feet.

He ripped open a condom foil with his teeth and moments later, I felt him push inside me. I placed my head between my arms as they rested against a window sill that had no window.

He was now thrusting with mad desperation, I both enjoyed it and didn't at the same time. When he pulled out, he yanked off the condom and threw it on the floor. His dick was still dripping cum, as he pulled up his pants. 

"I own a club downtown. If you want to do more than just dance in a cage, give me a call."

He threw a black business card onto the floor beside me.

Without another word, he disappeared back into the club, leaving me with my pants on the floor. The Vampire had claimed its victim, and I had never felt this cheap.

All I wanted in that moment was the safety of my cage; the comfort of my sanctuary.

Never would I ever let anyone use me like that again.