His Stripper

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H͜͡I͜͡S͜͡ S⃟T⃟R⃟ I⃟ᖘPE⃟R⃟

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She walks up to the pole confidently. Smiling sexily out at the crowd.
It was so easy to have them falling for me. Wanting more and more.
Wrapping both hands around the pole above my head I drop down sexily and then slowly rise while sticking my butt up.

The whistles encourage me farther and I let go of the pole only to loop both my fingers into my booty shorts hooks.
The men and some women even cheer.
Wiggling out of them slowly I turn around to face the closed curtains having my booty face the crowd.

I could have sworn I heard a
"MINE" come from the back. But what would I know?

The cheers were to loud to be sure.

Once the shorts ha hit the floor I stand up and turn around only to get back on the floor and get into a crawling position.

Crawling to the men in the VIP section I look at them through my lashes and turn.

Since I turned to the side they were able to shove green bills into my thong.

I glance up suddenly having the urge to actually look at the men.

My eyes quickly scan the front row. Stopping at the man in the middle I jst stare at his broad chest ignoring the sudden pull to his eyes.

I start crawling back towards the pole only to stop half way, turn around and wink.

The crowd goes wild.

I can see them trying to reach out from the sides and touch me but the people in the front were to busy throwing money and staring at my behind. No doubt getting a hard on.
I bend my head and bite down on my shorts then crawl my way to the curtains where the hostess,Charlie opens it slightly for me then let's it drop.

"Good job out there girlie. You did good " she says while tapping her foot slightly.

Charlie was never good at waiting and no doubt she was even more irritated after I went out because it took the guards even longer to pick up my money.

Standing up I just nod at her not wanting to continue this conversation any longer then it has to be.

"Papi wants to see you by the way " she says as I'm walking away.
I sigh but continue on.

No use slipping on the shorts when I was going to put back on my clothes.
Walking down the hallway for only a moment longer I step into the large dress room where each girl had their own vanity, mirror , and row of clothes.

The girls already in there turn to see who walked in only to turn back around when seeing me.

I just roll my eyes.

Jealousy was such an ugly color.

The girls were all pretty. Beautiful even. But I wasn't going to be humble and say they were more beautiful then me.

I was fucking gorgeous.

Walking up to my own vanity I hang the shorts on a wire hanger before picking up my small bag and taking out my clothes.

A black silky skirt that reached mid thigh, a white off the shoulders lace top that stopped just above my belly button and flats.

Quickly packing up and cleaning my area I rush out the room ignoring the states as whispers.

'Papi' as our boss liked to be called, though i never did only by his name. Greg ,was a handsome man. I had to give him that. But that was all. He was in his mid thirties and happily married.

His wife. Was Charlie. Who was about to turn 31 in a week or so.

Seeing both of them in his office put me slightly on edge.

The only time this has happened was when I just started out and was meeting them.

Seeing them together now slightly worried me. I knew I was getting slightly older then the rest of the girls.
But I wasn't the oldest. So I didn't know what this could be about.

Sitting down I. The comfy one seated in front of his desk I stare at the pair silently.

I didn't talk that much. Only when need be.

The less interactions the less drama.
Charlie sighs but other than that stays silent.

She was sitting on the arm of Greg's chair. Finally, after a couple more moments of silence Greg speaks.

"There's good news and bad news. The good news is that what I'm about to tell you will earn you more than the amount your already making, which is a lot. And you get to keep 90% of it".

I freeze upon hearing this.

There's only one thing that would cause him to say this and he knows I hate them. Hell, I talked more on how I despised it them anything else.

He sees my reaction and frowns.

"I know how much you dislike it goddess. But the person that came up to me he ... Is a very powerful man. Nonetheless if you do agree the rules still apply to him unless said otherwise by you"

I shake my head.

VIP rooms were a big no no
Although the men or women in the room couldn't touch you, they did want more. And I couldn't give them that.

Although I'm a stripper no one has seen me bare. Much to what the girls might think I don't just go around having sex for money. What I made out there was it.

I never took off my bra or thong.

My thongs were from Victoria secret. They were black and had a sheer covering fabric on my front and then just a strip of the soft fabric in the back leaving my cheeks bare. But that was all anyone has ever seen of me.
I don't even know how I make so much money.

"I won't do it"

Charlie winces then runs her hand through her hair.

"Here's the thing,"
I'm already hating what's about to come out of her mouth,
"If you don't do it then said man will take the building from us. He'll sue us even though he could easily buy us off. And he'll win the case as a prostitute-"

"Stripper" I cut her off and glare.

She nods ," as a stripper. It's your duty to do this. You know that. You've already been off the hook with the not going bare thing but you have to do this. Or else. "

It's either give this man a VIP special or basically quit before he takes everything from Charlie and papi.
Whelp. There's always more stripping places out there.

Standing up with my head high I say the first thing that comes to mind.

"I quit"

The words shock them and me both.
Quit? Me?

They seem to be thinking the same thing as they look at me in surprise.
Once surprise is over and done with it turns to anger.

"YOU QUIT?"

I'm not surprised at Greg's anger but I am surprised how he's yelling at me. This is the first time this has ever happened.

I look him dead inter eye and nod. Showing my carelessness.
Greg looks like he's about to blow before immediately he's calm.

Oh fuck.

Charlie looks at me with pity and I know whatever is about to happen, I won't like.

"Niños. Come here" he says.

I freeze.

Niños was a band of buff guys just waiting to hurt someone. I've seen it up close and its not pretty.

He wouldn't ...

"Get her"

He would.

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