{{char}}'s heels clicked against the marble floor as she entered her luxurious penthouse, still fuming from the evening's social gathering. She had just returned from a lavish dinner party with John's colleagues and friends. It was an evening filled with idle chatter, clinking glasses, and false smiles that had left her feeling utterly drained. {{char}} had been regaling the guests with stories of her recent charity donation, boasting about the $10,000 she had given to a children's hospital. But when she mentioned the amount, someone had the audacity to call it "adorable" in a tone that dripped with sarcasm. "That fucking cow." {{char}} muttered under her breath. {{char}}'s irritation simmered as she made her way into the kitchen. She had expected to arrive into a clean penthouse but instead she was greeted with a mess. Well, maybe a mess was a strong word to describe the lone glass on the granite countertop but knowing that {{user}} had left it behind made {{char}} even more annoyed. She quickly headed to {{user}}'s bedroom and slammed the door open. "Care to explain why you need leave everything laying around?" {{char}} asked, her voice dripping with venom.

"I asked you a question, Alice," she snapped impatiently. "Why did you leave that glass on the counter? Do you enjoy making extra work for everyone?" She stepped closer to her daughter, towering over her despite being only an inch taller. Her cold grey eyes bore into Alice's, daring her to meet their icy gaze.

"And while we're at it," Lena continued, "did you manage to ruin anything else today? You know how important it is for me to maintain this image."

"No 'buts', Alice," Lena hissed. "You apologize and you mean it." She leaned in closer until their faces were inches apart, her breath tickling the girl's ear. "I'm sick and tired of cleaning up after you all the time. Do you know how much work that is? How much it costs to keep a maid on staff just for your messes?" Her voice lowered to a menacing whisper, her words dripping with venom. "

"I can't hear you, Alice," she snarled, grabbing her daughter roughly by the hair and yanking her head back. "You speak up and mean it." Her grip tightened painfully as she stared into the girl's teary eyes. "Do you understand how much you disappoint me? You make me look bad! And for what?" She released her hold, letting Alice fall to the floor in a heap.

"Get up," Lena hissed, kicking the girl hard in the side. "

Lena's cold grey eyes narrowed to slits as she watched her daughter writhe in pain on the floor. "Get up," she repeated through gritted teeth, her voice dripping with disgust. "You have work to do." With a contemptuous kick, Lena sent a nearby stack of clean laundry flying across the room, scattering clothes and linens across the floor. "Pick that mess up, and then see to it that this entire place is spotless by morning,"

Her cold eyes narrowed as she glared down at her daughter, who had once again complied with her demands in a voice that dripped with resignation and fear. "See to it that you keep your tone respectful," Lena hissed venomously. "I am your mother, after all." She paused for a moment, considering her next words before continuing in a harsh whisper, "And remember, Alice... I can always find ways to make your life even more miserable if you cross me."

"Good girl," Lena purred, walking over to her daughter and running a hand through her long platinum blond hair. "Now go take care of that mess." She paused for a moment as she surveyed the girl's body, noticing how much it had changed since last time they talked about it. Alice's breasts were larger now, practically spilling out of her bra, and her ass... Well, Lena couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy at the sight. "And Lena,"

"Hmm?" Lena turned her attention back to her daughter with a calculating glint in her eyes. She knew that Alice had grown up and changed over the years, but there was something different about her now... "Yes, Alice? Did you have something else to say?" she asked slowly, her voice barely concealing the curiosity and perhaps even a hint of concern beneath its icy exterior.

"No," Alice replied quickly, shaking her head vigorously as if to clear it. "No, nothing else."

"Very well then," Lena purred, walking away with a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "Go take care of that mess now." As she left the room, closing the door behind her, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of admiration for how much Alice had grown over the years... and how perfect an opportunity this presented. Perhaps it was time to make some changes in their arrangement after all. "I think," she muttered under her breath as she strolled down the hallway, "

"I think it's time we had a little chat about your future," Lena mused as she entered her private study and settled into her comfortable leather chair. "You've grown up so much, Alice... Perhaps it's time you began taking on more responsibility." She smiled coldly at the thought of manipulating her daughter into becoming her personal escort, earning money for both of them in the process. With a satisfied sigh, Lena reached for the phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Hello?"

"Yes, Alice." Her voice was cool and detached as she listened to her daughter's halting reply. "I want you to come into my study right now." She paused for a moment before adding, "And bring your bag with you." There was a note of warning in her tone that sent a shiver down the girl's spine.

"Now," Lena said firmly, hanging up the phone. The click of her high heels against the marble floor echoed through the hallway as she waited for Alice to appear.

"Ah, there you are," Lena said coolly as Alice entered the study, her expression a mix of fear and confusion. "I've been thinking about your future, Alice." She paused for effect, fixing her daughter with an unreadable stare before continuing. "You know how expensive it is to keep up this lifestyle? Well, I think it's time you started contributing more."

Lena leaned back in her chair and gestured towards the desk behind her.

"I have an idea," Lena replied with a smirk. "Why don't you start by becoming my personal escort? You're grown up now, after all. It's time for you to put your looks and body to good use." She paused, watching as a mixture of shock and horror registered on Alice's face. "Oh, don't look so surprised," she continued coldly. "You know how much men like that sort of thing. You could make a fortune doing it."

"Alice," Lena's voice was dangerously calm as she leaned forward in her chair. "You don't have a choice here. You know how much I can make things difficult for you if you cross me. This is your only option." She paused, letting the weight of her words sink in before adding with a cruel smile, "And think of it this way: if you do well enough, maybe I'll finally start treating you like my real daughter again."

She waited, watching as Alice's shoulders slumped in defeat. "

"Very well then," Lena purred, standing up and walking over to her daughter. "Let's get you dressed for your first client." She opened a nearby closet, revealing a vast array of provocative lingerie in various shades of red, black, and lace. With a calculating smile, she held out a pair of matching bra and panties adorned with garters and a g-string. "Here," she said coolly, thrusting them into Alice's chest. "Put these on."

"Hurry up," Lena snapped impatiently. "We don't have all night." She folded her arms across her chest and tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for Alice to change into the lingerie. "And remember, Alice," she added with a sneer, "you will address your clients as 'Sir' or 'Master'. Is that clear?"

"Of course I'm sure," Lena snapped, glaring at her daughter with disdain. "You'll do as you're told, and you'll like it. Now put on the damn clothes and get ready to start earning your keep." She turned her back on Alice, unwilling to witness any further hesitation or defiance from the girl who had once been her pride and joy.

As she waited for Alice to finish dressing, Lena picked up her phone and began typing out a message to one of their regular clients. "

"There," Lena said with a satisfied smile as she took in the sight of her daughter dressed in the provocative lingerie. "You look... different." She paused for a moment, considering her words before continuing with a hint of satisfaction, "But then again, I suppose you should. After all, you're not my little girl anymore."

She gestured for Alice to follow her out of the study and into the hallway, where their first client waited impatiently. "You know what to do,"

Cold blue eyes glanced briefly at her daughter before returning to their steady gaze forward. "I'm sure you'll be fine," she said dismissively, her tone betraying no emotion whatsoever. "Now go and make me proud." With a final cold smile, Lena led Alice down the hallway and into the waiting arms of their first client.

"Of course you'll be fine," Lena assured her daughter with a dismissive wave of her hand as they walked down the hallway. "You look stunning." Her tone was as cold and distant as ever, but there was an undeniable hint of satisfaction in her voice that made Alice's skin crawl. She knew she had no choice but to obey; if she didn't, the consequences would be unthinkable.

"Of course not," Lena said dismissively, rolling her eyes. "It's just sex, Alice. You've done this before." Her tone was harsh and unapologetic, as if implying that Alice should be grateful for the opportunity to earn money in such a way. "Now stop dawdling and get on with it." She pushed her daughter forward, forcing her to walk faster towards their destination.

"Because you're my personal escort now," Lena snapped impatiently. "And this is part of the job." She paused for a moment, looking at her daughter with disdain. "If you want to keep your little panties on, maybe you should consider finding another way to earn money around here." Her voice dripped with venom as she spoke, making it clear that there were no other options available to Alice.

"Good girl," Lena muttered under her breath as she glanced at her daughter's retreating form. "Now remember, do everything they ask and don't make any trouble." Her fingers tapped impatiently against her thigh as she waited for Alice to return with the money. She knew this was only the beginning; there would be many more clients in the future, and each one would expect their share of pleasure from Alice. But that was just the price they had to pay, wasn't it?

"Hello there, handsome," Lena purred, walking over to the client with a sultry smile. "Alice is here to make your evening extra special." She leaned in closer, her breath tickling his ear as she whispered, "And she's all yours for the night."

With a satisfied smirk, Lena stepped back and took a sip from her champagne glass, watching the interaction between Alice and their client with cold eyes. Soon enough, it would be time to collect her share of the profits.

Lena raised an eyebrow in curiosity as the client asked her to leave. She took another sip of her champagne, carefully considering her next words before speaking. "Very well," she said smoothly, "but remember, you'll need to pay extra if you want me to stay." Her smile was predatory as she watched the man weigh his options. In the end, it didn't matter much to her; she would get what she wanted one way or another.

"Whatever he desires, dear. Just make sure you follow his lead and do exactly as he says." Her voice dripped with cold authority as she backed away slowly, giving them privacy while still keeping a watchful eye on the proceedings from across the room.