The night life is similar to a long road, it has many twists and turns that can lead you anywhere that dark desires take you; at night, it is difficult to see without the proper lights, if not careful, one could end up in a ditch. But what is a road unless it is made to travel on yet some are best not to travel on. One such broken and brittle road was the one that a young Miss Prostitute, or better known as Lilith Sheppard, walked on with spiked heeled stilettos that harmed her arch and heels with every step on the broken road. She was once a college student, studding to be something more than she was now. Now her teachers were very strict and artificial; metal clasps and fasteners on her black laced corset rubbed and pinched against her soft flesh on her ample chest and  as the leather mini skirt pressed against her slender, round hips.<br/><br/>The corset, a fetish of<em>his</em>, was the hardest to learn from. It tightened at the bottom of her ribs, making it hard to take in breathes yet she still adorn it, for the look<em>he</em>wanted as it forced her soft breasts up to be seen and curved her silhouette and it was all for<em>him</em>.<em>He</em>was like the principal of this school that she now walked the halls in, the soles of her tall heels clacked and scrapped across the damp, filthy sidewalk, creating a staccato beat that echoed off of the spray painted brick walls and the trash-filled alley ways that Lilith passed as she walked farther away from one of the many men that controlled her life, yet<em>he</em>was the most persuasive of them all, as she held her hands close to her side in an almost protective way as she made her way to the street light. She could still feel<em>his</em>cold, lusting eyes on her back and the cuffs still pinching the skin on her wrist as she stood under the protective light that shown kindness down on her dark hair.<br/><br/>Lilith’s breathing couldn’t help but to quicken from the anticipation of the moments to come, the biting sting of the reinforced form of the corset as it dug into her slender body with every breathe as she rested under the street light, leaning her bare shoulder on the cool metal pole as she reached for her purse to find or do something to distract her mind as she did every night from the looming task that had become her life. Lilith blinked in surprise as her clutch wasn't at her side as it usually was. It struck her that<em>he</em>had her purse before she walked out here. No candies, no gum, no cigarettes, not that she needed them, but what the hell was<em>he</em>thinking? No condoms?!<br/><br/>She looked back from where she came from, slightly glaring as her thin brows were furrowed before she sighed, she couldn’t go against<em>him</em>anyway. But Lilith figured that she should have known something was odd when he mentioned, “<em><strong>You’re going to work freely tonight.</strong></em>” But the more she thought about the greater the panic rose within her and it seemed to jump at the sight of the waxed shine, black Mercedes as it pulled to the curb and stopped before her. She placed her hands coyly behind her back, doing something with her hands to stop the shaking as she watched the window slowly roll down, her breathing being constricted by the binding corset. Her jaw line tightened lightly as she could see three twenty dollar bill fanned out along the beige colored leather of the buckled seat.<br/><br/>But Lilith could not go back, let allow taking a small step back away from the offer,<em>he</em>would surely be furious with her if she did but the longer she stood there, staring, the greater the risk for the Mercedes to drive off and leave her alone under the street lamp. And the light wouldn’t protect her against the wrath of<em>his</em>disapproval. The driver, as if sensing her hesitation, taunted her farther, a strong built hand passed another twenty-note with its siblings that were already lying on the seat. She resisted the urge to lick her bottom lip, in fear of smearing her gloss as she reached out to open the passenger door. She gathered the money in an experienced, fluid motion, making sure that as she bent over that the driver would receive a full view of her cleavage before she sat down and laid her hands elegantly on her lap, the hem of her skirt rested on her upper thigh and showing her soft light skin.<br/><br/>“<strong>So</strong>,” Her voice slow and seductive as she brushed backs her long dark hair from her bare shoulder with just the ends of her fingertips as she looked over at the driver. “<strong>Where should we go?</strong>” Lilith allowed herself to give a small coy smile from her painted lips as her light blue eyes looked over him before looking down and playfully twirled the bills between her slender fingers as she nonchanlontly looked out the window and see if<em>he</em>saw her getting in the car.