“I can take him to school.” Jenn told me coming over and giving me a hug.
“Thanks Jenn.”
I held back the tears for Sebastian’s sake. I didn’t want him seeing me upset.
“Sebastian, it’s time for school. You ready?” Jenn called to him leaving me alone in the kitchen with my thoughts.
All I had to do was send them pictures of my face after he got done with me. I could send them the recordings of him threatening to kill me even from jail. I know Daryl hadn’t changed, someone like him couldn’t change. If he got out and found me, he would kill me.
That’s why I did what I did every night. Making money was the only way I could get away from his grasp and the only way I could get money right now was strip and clean for my clients.
“Bye Mommy. Sebastian jumped into my arms with his coat on hugging me like he hadn’t seen me in years. “I Love You.”
“Love you too Son.”
He kissed me on the cheek and ran out the door with Jenn. She was like family, and without her, Sebastian and I would be lost. They walked out the door,, and I closed it behind them.
“Ok D, quit it.” I talked to myself when I was alone.
I couldn’t stay sad all day. Standing up from the table I went to my room and turned on some music and stripped for myself. Taking off all my clothes I thought about the goodness of last night. It was just another night until a gem fell into my lap, more like I fell into her lap. I put the situation with Daryl in the back of my mind as I slipped back into what occurred last night.
She tasted like strawberries dipped in butterscotch. When she came in my face, I thought I was hit in the face with a chocolate cream pie. Looking at myself in the mirror now I patted down my hair remembering how she pulled it as she moaned.
Shit, all this time I was gunning for that bitch Lightning, and I finally got on her cloud. Syd may not have remembered much, the bitch was drunker than a fucking sailor last night. Only if, I knew I would be so fortunate I would have brought Denise to work with me last night.
Leaving the mirror I went to the closet searching for her. In the back of the closet in an old pillowcase was my friend, I called her Denise. Donita and Denise, we sounded like a perfect pair like Laverne and Shirley or Thelma and Louise. But me and her weren’t going to kill each other. On the contrary, we killed others. Their pussies at least. I put the strap around my waist tightening Denise around me. Looking back in the mirror she sat up, almost like she was throbbing for some pussy.
“I know Denise, I want her too,” I told her referring to public enemy in our book.
Lightning was our buddy at first, well my buddy. She came into the club learning the game. She had the usual story, a college student working to pay her tuition. Unlike the other bitches Lightning was actually going to school, I respected that about her. I took her under my wing, she was my protégé until she screwed me.
“Calm down Denise,” I rubbed her from her purple tip down to her rainbow shaft down to the bottom where she connected to me.
Denise was one of a kind; I had her custom made that’s why she was so distinctive, a beauty in my eyes. But she had a temper and me even thinking of the history of me and Lightning made her upset.
It started slowly, one customer here or there started going to Lightning. I didn’t mind at first, she was my partner in crime. She came on stage with me for a few performances, helping me add excitement to my routine. Like twisting my legs around the pole or climbing the poles with me and kissing or pussy grinding with me. When she got popular I didn't mind as we both benefited.
I was away from the club for a few days when Sebastian got pneumonia. I came back, and everything changed. I felt like I wasn’t at Club Fantasy anymore. More like Club Hell. Lightning was the number one act instead of me. All of my customers wanted her. One even told me that she told him that I retired. I was pissed, to say the least. I went to Carl to talk to him about it, and he said that Lightning had told him everything, all the secrets that I bestowed upon her.
How I moonlighted and fucked some of the customers for extra cash and how I promoted sex parties and hired some girls from the club. I was speechless. Laying down on my bed now I felt like crying thinking back on that day. I hadn’t been betrayed like that since Daryl but somehow it hurt worse than him beating me.
“You better not put a fucking finger on her. You touch her, and you’re done here.” Carl warned me.
That was a few months ago, and the pain still stung. That’s when I started my cleaning business to supplement the money I was losing at the club.
Denise was pointed to the ceiling, I stroked her like she was a real dick. To me she was real, and one day I would stick her right up Lightning’s ass.
“She thinks she’s Lightning Denise,” I laughed talking to my best friend. “She hasn’t seen lightning yet.”
I described to Denise how I sucked every morsel of cum out of Syd’s pussy. I knew she would be craving me after the tongue lashing.
Rubbing Denise I felt all of my problems and worries fade away. With her, I felt invincible and soon I would be unstoppable when I made Lightning succumb and be my bitch.
I couldn’t help laughing aloud as I thought of how perfect a day it would be when I watched Denise slide inside Lightning. I would take it easy on her at first, but Denise had a mind of her own. She didn’t take any disrespect against me lightly.
Rubbing Denise I went down to her base and turned on her vibrating setting. Reaching under my pillow I felt around for her favorite toy. It looked like a flashlight except for the pink lips that poked out. Denise slid right into portable pussy. I moaned and closed my eyes. Imagining that Denise and I were sliding into Lightning. I worked my hips into her, slow at first. With every thrust inside the pussy, Denise brushed up against my clit. Like Denise always did, she picked up speed. My hips belonged to Denise now, going in and out the pussy looked so sexy as I took a peek.
It didn’t take much of the vibration to urge me to cum. It was easy for me and Denise. She knew exactly how to get me off that it never took long. Plus thinking of fucking Lightning always made my pussy wet. I turned Denise’s vibration off and stopped her from buzzing. Putting Denise’s toy away, I still tasted Syd on my lips. This would be a problem.
Don’t catch feelings Denise told me and she was right. The only thing that mattered was getting Lightning back for her betrayal. But good pussy was hard to come by.
“Denise I’m in a dilemma. I want to follow our plan, but I want the friend. She is different. Only if you could have seen her,” I told Denise as I lay on my back.
She spoke to me like she always did when I was alone. She was the only one that knew the truth about me and what I had been through. She told me what I had to do. Denise was a genius, and if I listened to her, we would be fucking Lightning in no time.
Company Meeting
Lauren
I knew my friend. Syd couldn’t hide her feelings well and sitting next to her I could tell something was different. We were back at the club which I’m not happy about. Tomorrow I had a test, and this was precious sleep and study time that I was wasting. But I had to come; Carl was supposedly making some crucial announcement.
All the girls were here crowding around the stage. Some of them I barely recognized in their street clothes and no heavy makeup. The club was different during the day with no music or customers. Plus the lights were on showing all the dark hidden places we couldn’t see at night.
Looking to my side at Syd made me rethink bringing her into this business. Something had changed about her last night. She looked healthy on the outside. Today she wore jeans and a white lacy blouse. She was dressier than usual, but she hid her face behind sunglasses, even inside the building. She didn’t say much this morning after our argument if that’s what you could call it.
“So you came straight home last night?” I asked her as we all waited for Carl.
She just nodded as she looked through her phone. I was about to lev
el with her, ask her what the hell was her problem when Carl walked out on the stage.
“Welcome Ladies to the new Club Fantasy.”
A few girls clapped, but I wasn’t in the mood for Carl’s theatrics. Carl was outfitted in one of his signature suits. The flashier the better for Carl. This suit in particular was green, his favorite color of course. Lime green from his shoes to his suit jacket. The glasses he wore today even had green in them, I shook my head watching his fashion catastrophe walk across the stage.
“I say new because things are about to make a drastic change around here. Club Fantasy is going to symbolize her name. We are turning into a Fantasy business, and that is why I am introducing this.” Carl said holding up a poster.
It was two girls wrestling, half naked of course. A few girls gasped looking at the poster. Both were oiled up and glistening on the poster as they grabbed at each other. It did look pretty sexy, but I hope he didn’t expect me to get in a ring tussling with any of these bitches.
“Now…I know what you must be thinking, but that is only one of the new attractions that I will need you ladies to participate in. We will also be having a shower that is going to be installed over there in the corner. The customers can watch you take showers, for a fee of course,” Carl laughed like he had heard the funniest joke of his life.
“We are also going to add some really super shit,” Carl paused staring at all of us attempting to make eye contact. “A punishment room.”
A few more girls clapped and whistled at that.
“What is that Carl?” I had to ask him because this shit was getting ridiculous. I sat near the stage with my legs crossed.
“Awww Ms. Lightning. Come up here and I’ll show you real quick.”
“No sir, I’m sore, tired, and I have better things to do. Please just explain so we all can go,” I told him waving my head to him encouraging him to speed this bullshit up.
“Well, I see somebody didn’t get some dick this morning.” Carl said with everyone laughing.
I didn’t give a shit. Looking down at my watch I counted four hours until I needed to be back here for work.
“The punishment room is where one of you ladies will inflict pain and pleasure on our wonderful clients.” Syd shifted in her chair when he said that.
“Oh you like that shit huh?” I whispered to her.
It was the first time I saw her smile all day, but it didn’t last long.
“So, as you can see ladies we have a lot planned for you,” He smiled showing us his gold teeth. “But tonight all I want you to do is put your names down on one of the three lists showing interest in what you wanna do. The lists are on the bar. And ladies of course these attractions bring us more money. That’s it for now, see you tonight for work.”
Great, he was done. I wanted to clap, but I was at work not at a sporting event. As the girls got up and made a line around the bar to fill out these dumb ass sign up lists. I stepped on the stage to talk with Carl. He was already talking to another one of the girls, so I stood silently leaning on one of the poles waiting for him to finish. It was funny standing up here with my clothes on and without six inch heels.
“Look sugar, I told you that Carl is going to take care of you, but you have to take care of Carl too. Now you show up on time for a few weeks get your work in and I’ll see what I can do.”
I’m sure she was probably asking for an advance. Some of these bitches thought they could just show up, shake their asses, and they would automatically leave with a million dollars in their pocket.
Syd stepped on the stage with me. As Carl talked she paced around looking at the stage studying the floor.
“You ready to dance and jump on this every night?”
“Yep, this is no different from cheerleading. Only difference is I don’t have any clothes on.” I guess she was right.
“Alright ladies. What can I do for you?” Carl was turned toward us, but he was looking through his phone.
“You said you wanted to see Syd again today Carl, talk to her a bit more about how things go?”
“Ohh sugar you can tell her how things go. I get my percentage every Friday. No, fucking the customers, make sure you clean and take care of yourself and no drugs,” He looked up for a brief second to see Syd’s face. “You look like you don’t do drugs anyway.”
“No, I’m just going to school.”
“Rightttt…” Carl said as if he didn’t believe her as he looked back down at his phone. “Lightning here will show you around. Get her a locker and put her name on the board. You can pick your own schedule, but I need you here for sure on Friday through Monday.”
“Carl,” Someone called his name from further back stage. “Sorry ladies, Carl has to run. Show her the ropes Lightning. Are you working tonight miss…”
“Sidney, but my name is going to be Syd Vicious.”
“Hmm, I like that.”
“As a matter of fact. Let me introduce you to some of the management. Follow me back here.” The management was Carl’s stool pigeons that were calling him from backstage. They watched things when he wasn’t there or was too busy.
“I’ll be at the door Syd,” she nodded and walked with Carl as he did his slow pimp strut towards the backstage.
Stepping off stage, the girls were still in a line putting their names on the sheets. They swarmed around the bar like bees, not knowing this scheme that Carl cooked up was just another way to exploit us. I watched them as I walked to the door to have a seat at one of the tables. Instead of having a seat and waiting for Syd, I wanted to run. But I needed the money, more than I needed my pride.
All of the girls were different and had multiple situations that lead them here. Some were mothers, students like us, but there were also drug addicts, freaks, and thieves. But none of them could shake their ass like me.
“Yo L,” I looked up and saw my boy Trey in the DJ booth. “Come talk to me.”
“You know you're my only friend here,” I laughed as I climbed the six steps up to the DJ booth. “So Carl has you here early too huh?”
“Yeah, had to do some tweaking to the system. What are they doing,” He said pointing to the bar and the sign up sheets.
“Another gimmick that Carl is cooking up.”
Trey had been working at the club a little longer than me, so he knew exactly how Carl worked.
“I figured that. But hey I got some knowledge to drop on you.” Trey’s face was stone serious. “You know that girl you brought in here yesterday. Your roommate or something?”
“Yeah, my girl Syd. You want the hookup.” I joked bumping him on the arm.
“Naw nothing like that,” he said taking the headphones off of his neck. “You know who got a hold of her last night. Took her up in the Black Room and…. you know the rest.”
My eyes searched the room for here and I found her sitting at the end of the bar. Donita sat there having a drink, laughing with some other bitch in the barstool next to her.
“Who told you?”
“Nobody. I went there to get things set up for a party, and the damn door was locked, and I heard moaning. After I beat on the door they both came out giggling. Your girl was stumbling and shit.”
I wanted to leap out of the DJ booth and choke that bitch as she laughed and had her drink. I watched her as Trey talked.
“You know that bitch is bad news.”
“Oh yeah, I know.” I answered him as I saw Donita’s eyes looking towards the stage. Syd had reemerged. She was back on the stage looking at the floor and swinging around a pole practicing.
“Look at this shit.” I told Trey.
We both watched as Donita walked from the bar and straight to the stage where Syd was. I turned to climb down from the stage when Trey grabbed me.
“Just watch, see what happens.” I did as Trey told me to. We watched together as Donita got on the stage and tried walking up behind Syd. She smacked her on the ass as Syd had her leg twisted around one of the poles.
Syd whipped
around and looked ready to hit Donita, but her mood softened when she saw her face.
“Look how close they are?” Trey was right. They were in each other’s personal space.
It was way too close for two people that supposedly didn’t know each other. Syd was still a little frowned up as Donita tried touching her again Syd pushed her away.
“What the hell is she saying?” I couldn’t hear or understand what was going on,, but Syd took her glasses off and had her finger in Donita’s face.
“Damn, I’ve never seen anybody talk to big bad Sugar n Spice like that.” Trey said with a grin on his face.
Donita was known for being a so called bad ass around the club. But watching Syd talk to her with her finger nearly poking Donita in the forehead almost made me laugh. She looked soft as a stuffed animal as Syd told her ass off.
Luckily nobody was paying any real attention to the exchange between Syd and Donita.
“Just thought I would tell you what’s going on. Figured you would want to know,” Trey said as Syd jumped down from the stage and headed our way.
She left Donita looking pitiful and heartbroken. Well, to me she always looked that way but Syd left her with her mouth open on the stage.
“I’ll see you tonight Trey. Thanks for the info,” I told him as I jumped walked down the DJ booth steps. Syd whipped past me not even waiting to stop.
“I’m ready to go!” She told me as she walked past me and out the door.
I followed behind her out of the club, but she was running compared to my slow paced walk behind her. She avoided looking at me as I got to the car and got in. I unlocked her door and she got in not saying a word. The sunglasses were back covering her eyes.
“I thought you said you didn’t know her?” I asked as I started the engine. “You said you didn’t know her, and you said you came straight home.”
I eased out of the club parking lot and onto the street in the direction of our home.
“I…I..I did…”
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