A girl runs away from home, tired of being told what to do. She then encounters all sorts of characters as her life unravel in this episode, she meets her irresistible Joe. The one that guides her through this whole fun fun world.
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« Free drink before midnight » read the ticket. I quickly tap the screen of my cellphone with my other hand. 9:55. What an irresponsible, immature idea this whole plan is. I sigh and am about to turn around to go home when my ex’s voice comes to me like an echo : « we never go out !! everything’s so boring with you. All you do is study. So much it took you months to figure out I was seeing someone else ! » I close my fist in anger. « no, you’re gonna do this Angel. You’re gonna go and dance and get out of your comfort zone til at least midnight. » i say to myself. I don’t know why I was so fixated on midnight. I definitely blame Cinderella’s fairytale for that weird cut out time.
I look up to the doors and realize the bouncers have been staring at me funny this whole time. I must have come off a little weird, lurking and talking to myself in a corner of the parking lot. « hi » I utter, smiling and waving as I approach the two giant gentlemen. « have you consumed anything? Do you want any medical assistance? » « oh, I’m perfectly fine thank you. It’s just my first time coming to a place like this. » the bouncer checks my ID and stares at me for a while, remains quiet. « Just relax and I’m sure you’ll have lots of fun. Grab an additional drink at the bar… on me - tell the girls it’s on Gab’s » he winks. I push my hair backwards, confused, destabilized by his generosity. « Thanks Gab, I could grab you a little something too if you’d like : a water, Gatorade… » he smirks, looks me up and down. I walk in, nodding embarrassingly, realizing how naive I must be coming off. « I’ll see you around! Thanks »
I quickly get to the counter and order two pornstar martinis. Never had those before but my favourite pop singer dropped in an interview that it was the it girl drink of the moment. « Need help carrying those drinks? » I freeze, terrified. A man has his arms all around me, hands holding on to the counter, his body leaned against mine. « You’ll have to forgive me, there’s a lot of people around. I promise I won’t do anything weird though » I nervously giggle. « It’s my birthday tonight, what about you join me and my friends? » I finally look back at him. He’s older that’s for sure, got a bit of salt and pepper hair going on. « Come on » he whispers as he grabs my hand and pulls me away from the bar with him, both of my drinks in his other one. « Okay » I answer, blushing. He’s kind of… charming !
We finally reach a corner booth by the back door. There are a couple guys and girls, around my age or older given I did present a fake ID. « I’m Hector » he says in my ear, grabbing me by the neck to get me closer. « Angel » I say, looking down, too shy to maintain eye contact. That’s when I see it. This huge bulge in his pants. I try to pretend I haven’t seen it but as soon as I look up, he grabs my hand and puts it on top of my pants zipper. « It’s okay, I won’t hurt you. Feel how hard you’re making me » I freeze once more, staring him in the eyes shocked. « Feel the width of it, let me know if that’s something you can handle » he unzips his pants, take his cock out and let’s it hang outside his boxers. It’s semi-hard. I look around, nobody seems to be watching us. Am I imagining things ?! « I said feel it you whore ». I grab his cock, terrified. As I do I start to feel funny. The lights become blurry, the noise suddenly seems both far and so close at the same time. I fall forwards toward his chest and that’s it. Blackout.
When I wake up I see a clock showing 4:13. 4:13?! Where am I ? How long have I…? « You’re awake! » says a voice right by hip. « Great timing, we were just about done ». I glance around, I’m wearing absolutely nothing. He gets up from the leather couch in laying on, pulls his boxers up, zips up his pants. There’s nobody else but us but I can’t help and sit up, try to cover myself as much as k can. We seem to be in a suite above the dance floor. The lights seems to still be going, the music as well. « And it’s nicely soundproofed too. I would know, I had all these details done by the best people in town. » I look around for my clothes, see them piled in a corner. Hector grabs my skirt, helps me put it on. He then slips on my panties, my bra and my top.
« Your card was declined miss ma’am. That’s the main and only problem here. I cannot let you go without receiving a payment. » I look away, full of shame. « All that for two cocktails ? » Hector smirks again and repeats slowly « yes, all that for two cocktails.» Without Anthony, my ex, I can barely afford the rent. No wonder my card didn’t go through. I shed a tear, regretting leaving the house, despising myself. « There there » Hector says, wiping my tear away « let’s figure something out okay? We do have a party here tomorrow. Can you dance? » I nod, anticipating what this deal will be. « we’ll be holding a very private, very elite party tomorrow but we could always welcome one more… performer. all you have to do is wear a uniform, serve people food and drinks, dance a little if asked to. then we’ll be fair and square. » He then bends forward, gets his face close to me, smells my hair then lick my cheek. « can you do that for me, angel? ». I nod again quietly, eyes shut. « What a shame, I was hoping you’d refuse. Maybe you can be a bad little girl some other day for me huh » He then stands in front of me, his cock rubbing on my tits through his pants. He pinches one nipple than the other then pulls them, twists them. « and curl your hair tomorrow, be here at 11pm exactly » he adds then walks away.
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« Glad you could make it Angel », yells Hector from the other side of the club near the stage. Other girls immediately turn to me, anger and jealousy sparkling in their eyes. I confidently walk to him, holding my raincoat shut. « Here. Go put this on » a leash, nipple clamps, a thong with a hole where my cunt should sit, covered. I glance at the outfit, horrified. « Go on, don’t make me » Hector says, on a more serious tone. I would rather not push his boundaries. I grab things from him, thank him, and take off my clothes as I’m facing him. Hector stands there, laughs amused by my boldness. I then put on the thong,, the leash… and the… I then stare at the nipple clamps. « Need help with those? » I turn to my left and see this funny looking man. Dad bod in a nice beige suit, shiny leather shoes, diamond watch on his wrist. Just overall looking out of place. Hairy everywhere, big chunky hands, his cock moving around as he walks towards me. He has no underwears on I realize. « I don’t… » I mumble. « get on your knees and crawl to me… clamps held in between your teeth » he says, as he stands 2 feet away from me. I look around, in the hopes that someone would tell me I don’t have to listen to him. « Come now, I’m getting impatient » I slowly kneel, put the clamps in my mouth then crawl to the creep of a…. Man?! « Look up at me » he says, almost angril - like he just got insulted. « I’m sorry sir » I say, looking up, sitting at his feet. He unbockles his belt and slides it behind my neck, uses it to pull me closer to him. « Unzip my pants with your mouth ». I pull on the metallic tag slowly, hoping it won’t get stuck on my lip or so thing, anything !! « Good girl » he says, picking up my clamps. This intimidating stranger rubs my left nipple, then my right one, pulls on them gently then pushes my face into his sweaty package. « Suck on it and moan on my cock, you slut ». I suddenly feel a sharp pain on both my nipples. They’re hard and so so sensitive. I pull down on his boxers and gets smacked in the face by a thick hard curved cock. His balls, hanging low, are covered in so much hair… I shove it in my mouth then look up at him, desperate for the pain of my nipples to steep… then I see him grin as he pulls on the nipple clamps’ chain. « Oh fuuuck » I squeal - hadn’t realized it was on. He’s been so good at keeping me distracted. « Someone get me the honey » he orders. A girl dressed just like me brings him a 1L jar. I had forgotten we were at the club. I look around and see a lot of guests watching. Hector is also there, on a corner booth, sitting down…. watching me go. The old man dips his cock inside the honey jar and shoves it back in my mouth. I start salivating like crazy, drooling out sweet nectar all over my tits and tummy then bellybutton. I start running my tongue up and down his shaft, moaning from it tasting so sweet and gasping for air. « check out how deep she can take it Joe ». The senior fucking my throat suddenly bends himself over me, pushes my head all the way into his balls. I tap his thighs, begging for mercy, I start choking. He pulls out, I take one deep breath, and back in he goes. The diluted honey soaking the floor makes me slide from left to right on the cold marble tiles. I can see Joe taking pleasure out of rubbing my cunt onto the floor by fucking my face fast then slow. « Tongue out. I’m gonna cum on it and you’re gonna swallow it. Then you’ll go back out there and start serving appetizers. We’ll have sushis later and it’ll be served on your still body. Now whenever you’re done helping around remember to thank people » I stood there, unsure what I had to say. I pulled my tongue out instead and thanked Joe as he jizzed all over me. « that’s 25,000$ for the night » I hear Hector say to Joe. « Consider it done, 45,000$ and I’ll even return her to you afterwards, tomorrow morning » I hear Joe answers, nonchalantly.
I get up and go to the back of the kitchen.I feel so numb, still under shock, weirdly turned on and almost a little proud of having been able to put on such a show. I grab a platter there full of champagne flutes and start handing them away. Some people would grab on my boobs, some other would tease my clamps, some even rubbed their cock against my ass until precum started juicing out, but I felt nothing or at least, not much anymore. Like I got such good candy, that this cheap Christmas candy cane wasn’t cutting it. Then sushi came and I laid on the huge dining table, tickled by people’s fingers and chopstick poking at skin. Wasabi covered my tits and people took pleasure out of daring themselves to lick chunks off me. Once things were done, as I was cleaning myself up getting ready to leave, another waitress came to see and, annoucing I was asked for elsewhere.
I followed her to a dark hallway and made my way to a dark room with a lit up stripper stage. Joe came to find me and walked me to the stage. He then sat right in front of it. « Please, dance for me » I grabbed onto the pole with my hands between my legs, standing in front of it I bent over and started rubbing my clit up and down. My hands then slid up, fondled my tight wide hips, then nipples, then tits, then throat and lips. I fell to my knees and started humping the floor, putting my hands behind my back and terming in slow mow . « You pretend like this is all weird but I can see you’re a natural at this… tell me baby, how does it feel to fit in just right? » on all four, I look at Joe, biting my lip holding back for a quick while. « It feels okay…. But it would be amazing if I could do this one thing » I whisper, waiting for his approval. He grabbed me by the leash and nodded for me to show him.
I licked his cock through his pants, then sat up on his lap, face turned away from him. He put my clamp leash in my mouth, pulled me backwards to curve my back against his chest. Joe then slid his fingers inside my cunt, started playing with my juices. I started grinding on him like crazy. « Fill all my holes. Hurt me good daddy please. Show me how depraved and misunderstood you’ve felt before meeting me » Joe started flicking my cunt with his right hand, covers my mouth with his left one.
« You should come and work for me » he said coldly, as he got up and got dressed like nothing happened. « Okay » I whispered, almost against my own will, completely hypnotized. « Okay » he answered, and left the room.