The Makeup Room

"Wait." Kimmy gasps as you pull her towards the makeup room you'd used earlier. "I can pay. Like Tabitha did." The poor girl bargains. "How much is it?"

"Shut up!" You snap in a low quiet voice. You thrust her forward, towards the closet sized room. You find it open and empty, shoving the intern into the room and stepping in, closing the door behind you.

"Plea-" she begs, but you cut her off with a hard slap. She cries out and you grab her by the throat shoving her hard into the wall behind her.

"You're a mediocre piece of fuck meat." You growl, your face inches from hers. "Talk again and I'll make you a communal cumrag for the rest of your short life." The teens eyes go wide with fear, tears streaking down her cheeks.