random story
"Yoa, my man! cant belive you actualy came!" It was descusting, these men. BUt i smiled at them any way, my cheesey grin with that look of 'mm hmmm' but really i was thinking 'dont fucking touch me'.
BUt instead of saying what i was thinking i smiled at the over weight , bling infested man. Forceing a grin with a laugh "hah yeah got draged into it im afraid"
"hey well theres a new girl, quite a show tonight.." he smiled placeing his hand on my sholder. I shot it a glare but did nothing to smack it off despite my desires. I smirked
New girl mm?
This strip club had bore me, like all the rest of them. Same girls, same problems same storyes it was boreing. It was all boreing, and this new one would probably be just as bad. But i was already sitting down , a glass of red wine in my hand, i hadnt even finished it.
"really?" i tryed sounding intrested, eather he was to stupid to relize my sarcasom or i was a hell of an actor. I idly twisted the thick black bangs that parted and draped over my eyes. Stareing at the split ends, unamused "...i need a hair cut" I announced only to myself.
The lights dimed and i was forced to gaze at the stage were the music started to poud and the lights were acting like they were on crack. my expresion must have been readable because the fact man who had dared to aproch me earler smiled and nudged me "this will be good" he smiled "Got a good price for her" he nodded, with a sick cofidence that i so wanted to brake.
"Street girl?" I asked midlyly intrested, scanning the growing crowed of horney men.
"nah, family sold her off! But shes a bitch, your type eh yoa?" he laughed
i joined in, though my intrest must have been notisable because he seemed satisified with my reaction.
Enough to shut him up any way.
It was true, i liked the ones that put up a fight. submision got so old so fast. But in the end i always broke them, always got bored..always won.
It was better then sitting here fending off the ones who had claimed love to me. I was getting sick of their stupid minds.
She steped out, well not really..she was more or less thrown out.
It wasnt the fact that she saved herself in ruby steletos that sparked my curiosity. It was HOW she saved herself... Not something you see a normal striper do.
In fact she had stumbled forward, being rudly rushed on stage, catching off balance and just about to hit the ground till she saved herself with her hand, some how useing her body to do a back bend.
Giveing the adiance a glance up the pleated skirt that was much to short for my likeing.
A thin brow rasied. 'really?' no daddys girl could know a trick like that, she was felxable, she had practised.
I could tell , her nails painted a blood red, were pointed and sharp like claws but jaged. she had riped them up to be that way. Her body was compleatly toned. whatever she had been doing daddy must have been geting quite a thrashing. The knee high socks sitting nicly on her defined calfs.
Her long copper hair pulled back in two long poney tails but the ends were all split. Her bangs a mess..
It looked like she attacked the ggirls in back trying to do her hair and makeup. She had clear bandaids all over her arms and chest. Fresh wounds, still swolen.
She did her dance, nothing outof the ordinary. She looked rather bored. But when i caught her eye something told me this was far beyond another dance...This was a gift. For who i had no idea, but whatever this bitch was planing I had to see what it was.
If it wasnt for her unusual looks, or the attitude that just seemed to smack you over and over again in the face i probably wouldnt have noticed her. Even with her ruby lips i later found were natrual. or the cat like eyes that i too found to be natrual. and like the rest of her. a posiones beauty.
If i had known from that night what the hell i was about to get myself into, i would have never asked her name after the dance. Nor would i have fallowed her back to her room annoyed she wouldnt see me unless i payed.
If i had known what that bitch was planning to do. that i was to wake up the next morning compleatly sick, fucked over, blindfolded and tied to a bed i wouldnt have given a damn.
- to be continued
BUt instead of saying what i was thinking i smiled at the over weight , bling infested man. Forceing a grin with a laugh "hah yeah got draged into it im afraid"
"hey well theres a new girl, quite a show tonight.." he smiled placeing his hand on my sholder. I shot it a glare but did nothing to smack it off despite my desires. I smirked
New girl mm?
This strip club had bore me, like all the rest of them. Same girls, same problems same storyes it was boreing. It was all boreing, and this new one would probably be just as bad. But i was already sitting down , a glass of red wine in my hand, i hadnt even finished it.
"really?" i tryed sounding intrested, eather he was to stupid to relize my sarcasom or i was a hell of an actor. I idly twisted the thick black bangs that parted and draped over my eyes. Stareing at the split ends, unamused "...i need a hair cut" I announced only to myself.
The lights dimed and i was forced to gaze at the stage were the music started to poud and the lights were acting like they were on crack. my expresion must have been readable because the fact man who had dared to aproch me earler smiled and nudged me "this will be good" he smiled "Got a good price for her" he nodded, with a sick cofidence that i so wanted to brake.
"Street girl?" I asked midlyly intrested, scanning the growing crowed of horney men.
"nah, family sold her off! But shes a bitch, your type eh yoa?" he laughed
i joined in, though my intrest must have been notisable because he seemed satisified with my reaction.
Enough to shut him up any way.
It was true, i liked the ones that put up a fight. submision got so old so fast. But in the end i always broke them, always got bored..always won.
It was better then sitting here fending off the ones who had claimed love to me. I was getting sick of their stupid minds.
She steped out, well not really..she was more or less thrown out.
It wasnt the fact that she saved herself in ruby steletos that sparked my curiosity. It was HOW she saved herself... Not something you see a normal striper do.
In fact she had stumbled forward, being rudly rushed on stage, catching off balance and just about to hit the ground till she saved herself with her hand, some how useing her body to do a back bend.
Giveing the adiance a glance up the pleated skirt that was much to short for my likeing.
A thin brow rasied. 'really?' no daddys girl could know a trick like that, she was felxable, she had practised.
I could tell , her nails painted a blood red, were pointed and sharp like claws but jaged. she had riped them up to be that way. Her body was compleatly toned. whatever she had been doing daddy must have been geting quite a thrashing. The knee high socks sitting nicly on her defined calfs.
Her long copper hair pulled back in two long poney tails but the ends were all split. Her bangs a mess..
It looked like she attacked the ggirls in back trying to do her hair and makeup. She had clear bandaids all over her arms and chest. Fresh wounds, still swolen.
She did her dance, nothing outof the ordinary. She looked rather bored. But when i caught her eye something told me this was far beyond another dance...This was a gift. For who i had no idea, but whatever this bitch was planing I had to see what it was.
If it wasnt for her unusual looks, or the attitude that just seemed to smack you over and over again in the face i probably wouldnt have noticed her. Even with her ruby lips i later found were natrual. or the cat like eyes that i too found to be natrual. and like the rest of her. a posiones beauty.
If i had known from that night what the hell i was about to get myself into, i would have never asked her name after the dance. Nor would i have fallowed her back to her room annoyed she wouldnt see me unless i payed.
If i had known what that bitch was planning to do. that i was to wake up the next morning compleatly sick, fucked over, blindfolded and tied to a bed i wouldnt have given a damn.
- to be continued