How to train your prostitute

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Madam Smith was already inside, waiting.

"Took you long enough!"

Her voice was stern but not angry.

"Misa solly! Fix makeup, look good fo wok!"

"Though I like the initiative, we appreciate punctuality more ..be on TIME"

The madam realized that the point may not get across if she used big words like "punctuality" midway through her sentence.
She motioned for Misa to sit down on the bed. The room was much nicer than her own. The walls looked as though they'd been freshly painted. Carpet adorned the whole floor and at the center was a heart shaped bed. The lights were colored red which added a warm, romantic feel to the overall ambience.

There was a third person yet to be introduced present in the room. In the corner stood a short, Asian girl, not older than 25. She had long hair styled in pigtails and was wearing something remotely resembling a school uniform. Madam Smith introduced her as Lexi. Despite her appearance, Lexi spoke in a perfect southern accent. It was almost eerie hearing her talk, almost like a poorly done voiceover in a movie.

"Lexi here will be teaching you how to behave like a horndog whore. If you have any questions or inquiries, you direct them at her. And in case there was any doubt about the level we expect from you.."

The madam snapped her fingers and Lexi's whole demeanor changed, almost like a sleeper agent being activated. She wasn't brainwashed or anything, just well trained...

"Hello mista! I love you long time, sucky sucky! Me love white man!"

That's more what one would expect from her at first glance. She was much trashier and more vulgar than even Misa was. It was of course all an act, an incredibly well performed one at that. Had life dealt her a better hand, perhaps she would've found herself performing on Broadway or even the bigscreen.
After the little display, the madam snapped once more allowing Lexi to drop the act.

"Now that you know where the bar lies, I'll leave the two of you to it"

Immediately following the madam's departure, Lexi's aura shifted once more. Though this time it wasn't a character or role, it was her attitude. Suddenly SHE was the main bitch, the boss.

"First off, don't even think that your old ass has ANY chance of becoming the favorite Asian around here, that's just not happening!"

Apparently there was a hierarchy amongst the whores that was divided into groups. There were several categories of women in the brothel, within which there was a struggle for position. Lexi's popularity and skill was probably the reason she'd been handpicked for this specific task. They didn't get a lot of Asians now adays, so the numbers were running a bit slim.

"Secondly, that hair is just not gonna work. The makeup also has to go. Go get yourself cleaned up, you're not on the streets anymore"

Lexi pointed to a sink in the corner of the room, there was also a shower and various different hooks and rings for very ..specific kinks.
Misa walked over to the sink and began furiously rubbing her makeup off. She'd spent a lot of effort on it too! Not to mention it was out of her OWN KIT. Quite frankly, she was offended. She was being shouted at by this pip-squeek who'd probably only been in the business for a couple of years, let alone a whole lifetime like Misa. No matter, she wanted the Madam to be happy and would play ball for now.