Chapter One
“Go to hell, Brad!” Jade stomped out of Brad’s dingy office. She slammed the door behind her with force. Without looking back, she walked in between tables, ignoring customers trying to get her attention. Her stride broke when a customer with eyelids half-mast slapped his thick, heavy hand on her leg. Damn it. She’d been always alert when around customers and really good at dodging filthy hands, but this one made contact with her leg. It was fucking Brad’s fault. “Let go.” She swatted his hand.
“Feisty. Me like!” Even his laugh was slurred.
Jade winced when his stupid ring snagged at her fishnet, leaving a hole in the front. “Go home, you lout. Take your paycheck to your wife.”
“My wife doesn’t have a great ass like you. Come and sit on this,” he said as he cupped his crotch, “and my paycheck is yours.”
“You need a long shower.”
He reached for her again, but with years of practice, she evaded his hand quite easily this time.
The bar, as usual, was full of men ready to spend money just to see, touch, and taste flesh. She knew she shouldn’t hate these men. After all, without them, she wouldn’t be able to support herself. She glanced at the stage. Her Filipina friend, Pam, was dancing erotically with Guy. He was the new male dancer who could kick any Abercrombie and Fitch model with his beautiful body, except he didn’t have connections and never finished high school. Not polished enough for the likes of models, he’d ended up here with dreams of making it big someday, just like her.
Sweaty and moaning, the two gyrated on stage, touching each other as if they were in the privacy of their bedroom enjoying foreplay.
They were both naked.
The crowd screamed obscenities when Pam slowly slithered down Guy’s body like a snake, her fingernails raking his oiled abs. With her round ass moving provocatively, she licked her way down until her mouth was directly above his erect cock. Just like that, the noise stopped.
Jade could feel the anticipation in the air. Even she couldn’t take her gaze off her friend. She knew what was going to happen. She’d seen this act many times before, but still, her heart raced and she swallowed.
Someone yelled, “Milk him!”
Good Lord.
Jade looked around. Men leering, licking their lips, shaking their legs, mouths open, were all getting their money’s worth. Not Pam and Guy, though. She knew how much they made. They brought in the same amount as she did. It was barely enough to pay the bills.
Pam wrapped her long slender fingers around Guy’s impressive cock and then slowly pumped him. Guy’s mouth fell open, his hips moving back and forth. Guy cupped Pam’s head, pulling her closer to his engorged dick. With a smile, Pam leaned her head forward. She licked the tip of Guy’s cock a couple times before opening her mouth to take him in.
Soft moaning that broke the quietness in the room turned louder as Guy began to fuck Pam’s mouth.
Loud cheering bounced around the room. Jade looked away. She knew what would happen next. She didn’t have to see it. How Pam handled swallowing Guy’s semen, she had no idea. That was something that she’d never done and would never try. Yes, she’d been an erotic dancer, showing her breasts and ass to the customers, but she drew the line there. And that principle was the very reason for losing her position in this shit hole. She’d call Pam later that night and tell her that the asswipe Brad cut her.
God, she couldn’t even imagine doing what fucking Brad had asked her to do in exchange for another six-month contract. How could he even think that she’d have sex with a fat donkey? A donkey! She was humiliated beyond belief. What a brainless asshole.
“Who the hell does he think he is? And what kind of person does he think I am,” she hissed through her clenched teeth. A pig? I’ve been working for this Goddamn Sugar and Spice Club for six months. Didn’t complain, did what I
“Go to hell, Brad!” Jade stomped out of Brad’s dingy office. She slammed the door behind her with force. Without looking back, she walked in between tables, ignoring customers trying to get her attention. Her stride broke when a customer with eyelids half-mast slapped his thick, heavy hand on her leg. Damn it. She’d been always alert when around customers and really good at dodging filthy hands, but this one made contact with her leg. It was fucking Brad’s fault. “Let go.” She swatted his hand.
“Feisty. Me like!” Even his laugh was slurred.
Jade winced when his stupid ring snagged at her fishnet, leaving a hole in the front. “Go home, you lout. Take your paycheck to your wife.”
“My wife doesn’t have a great ass like you. Come and sit on this,” he said as he cupped his crotch, “and my paycheck is yours.”
“You need a long shower.”
He reached for her again, but with years of practice, she evaded his hand quite easily this time.
The bar, as usual, was full of men ready to spend money just to see, touch, and taste flesh. She knew she shouldn’t hate these men. After all, without them, she wouldn’t be able to support herself. She glanced at the stage. Her Filipina friend, Pam, was dancing erotically with Guy. He was the new male dancer who could kick any Abercrombie and Fitch model with his beautiful body, except he didn’t have connections and never finished high school. Not polished enough for the likes of models, he’d ended up here with dreams of making it big someday, just like her.
Sweaty and moaning, the two gyrated on stage, touching each other as if they were in the privacy of their bedroom enjoying foreplay.
They were both naked.
The crowd screamed obscenities when Pam slowly slithered down Guy’s body like a snake, her fingernails raking his oiled abs. With her round ass moving provocatively, she licked her way down until her mouth was directly above his erect cock. Just like that, the noise stopped.
Jade could feel the anticipation in the air. Even she couldn’t take her gaze off her friend. She knew what was going to happen. She’d seen this act many times before, but still, her heart raced and she swallowed.
Someone yelled, “Milk him!”
Good Lord.
Jade looked around. Men leering, licking their lips, shaking their legs, mouths open, were all getting their money’s worth. Not Pam and Guy, though. She knew how much they made. They brought in the same amount as she did. It was barely enough to pay the bills.
Pam wrapped her long slender fingers around Guy’s impressive cock and then slowly pumped him. Guy’s mouth fell open, his hips moving back and forth. Guy cupped Pam’s head, pulling her closer to his engorged dick. With a smile, Pam leaned her head forward. She licked the tip of Guy’s cock a couple times before opening her mouth to take him in.
Soft moaning that broke the quietness in the room turned louder as Guy began to fuck Pam’s mouth.
Loud cheering bounced around the room. Jade looked away. She knew what would happen next. She didn’t have to see it. How Pam handled swallowing Guy’s semen, she had no idea. That was something that she’d never done and would never try. Yes, she’d been an erotic dancer, showing her breasts and ass to the customers, but she drew the line there. And that principle was the very reason for losing her position in this shit hole. She’d call Pam later that night and tell her that the asswipe Brad cut her.
God, she couldn’t even imagine doing what fucking Brad had asked her to do in exchange for another six-month contract. How could he even think that she’d have sex with a fat donkey? A donkey! She was humiliated beyond belief. What a brainless asshole.
“Who the hell does he think he is? And what kind of person does he think I am,” she hissed through her clenched teeth. A pig? I’ve been working for this Goddamn Sugar and Spice Club for six months. Didn’t complain, did what I
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