Strange One Shots

The Stripper

Natalie walked into the dark room. This was not her first time going to a strip club. She was a successful business owner with millions of dollars to spare. Natalie didn't have a significant other, so she often went to this club. The owner had informed her of a new stripper being hired. Sitting at the bar, she ordered vodka and coke and waited for the show to begin. A few minutes later she heard the club-goers cheering and she looked up to see a red haired girl walking to the pole. The leather the girl was wearing combined with the thigh high boots and dark eye makeup made the girl look intimidating. The music started and she dropped in front of the pole. The club-goers began wolf-whistling and drooling as she danced around the pole. The girl made eye contact with Natalie and smirked, grinding against the pole before climbing up it. She preformed moves that made the people's jaws drop before landing in a split. It was over too soon and the girl stepped down from the stage. Club-goers swarmed her but she did didn't pay attention to them, her blue eyed gaze was fixed on Natalie. When she reached the girl, Natalie realized that the girl was extremely short, not over 4'10. The girl's gaze remained on Natalie as she ordered a vodka shot.
"Come here often?" The girl's voice was raspy and low. Natalie shivered and nodded. The girl smirked and downed the shot.
"How about coming to the back and I'll give you a VIP show?"
Natalie's never agreed to something so fast

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I walked behind the girl, her hips swished and as we passed men, their jaws dropped and they drooled at the sight of her. She opened the door for me and led me to a chair in the middle of the room.
"Ever had a lap dance before?" I shook my head and she laughed.
"Well this'll be interesting." She turned on music and walked towards me, a predatory smile gracing her features. She dropped to her knees and crawled up onto me. She slowly rocked her hips against mine, a heat flared inside me and I threw my head back. She took my hair in her hand and pulled my head up, meeting her icy stare. She grinded in time with the music and I gasped every time her hips met mine. I grabbed her face and pulled her in, kissing her. She tensed up but relaxed, taking control of the kiss. She pinned me back to the chair with surprising strength and kept grinding on me. I couldn't take this much longer.
"Please-I-I." I managed to breath out. Suddenly, she was gone. I looked up to see her smirking.
"Sorry, policy." She made her way to the door.
"Wait, what's you name?" I called desperately. She glanced back.
"Call me Red."