Doris met me in the hall. “Great show, Sandy,” she said, “You’re a natural out there. Go put your money away and head for VIP Room five, you’ve got three half hour ticket holders who’ll use up your couple of hours. You’ll have time to clean up afterwards, before your next show.” She stopped me with her hand on my arm, saying, “Don’t forget, condoms are mandatory, although they might try to convince you otherwise.”
I secreted my tips in my cash box, put my bra and thong back on, then headed for the rear entrance to VIP room 5. I entered the room, flicked on the ‘available’ switch, and lay on my side on the bed, offering my sexiest pose.
A tall hunk of a man entered the room and lay beside me. He ran his hands all over my body, making me shiver, and my pussy to leak even more. He removed my bra and wrapped his lips around my nipples, setting my cunt on fire. His hand invaded my thong, his fingers in my hungry cunt.
“I want you inside me, fucking me like the slut I am,” I groaned, spreading my legs.
He rose and stripped down, revealing a long, thick shaft drooling for my cunt. I slid forward, rolled a condom down that glorious tool with my lips, then lay back and crooked my finger at him. He didn’t waste any time moving over top of me, positioning himself, and sliding into my craven hole in one long thrust.
I had an immediate orgasm as I felt him brush my cervix, then start fucking me with shallow strokes. Once my inner walls relaxed, he pulled almost all the way out, then drove his full length all the way back into me. He leaned forward, grabbed my tits, and began pounding me into the bed.
I was in heaven, begging him to fuck me harder as I came again. He pulled out, flipped me over, and pulled me up onto all fours. I mewed at the sudden emptiness and screamed as he plowed back into me.
“Oh, yes. Fuck me with that magnificent cock. I want it all! Fuck me hard...harder!”
He complied voraciously, filling me completely, electrifying every nerve ending in my cunt. I could feel a monstrous pressure building rapidly inside me. He fucked me with several more grinding strokes, then buried himself in me as his cock exploded. That sent me over the edge with him as we cried out together, my body thrashing wildly as I crested, and he slumped over me. He thanked me, promising to return next week. His time up, he dressed and left.
I flipped off the outside light and used the wash basin to clean up. I dressed again and flipped the light back on, eagerly anticipating the next arrival.
A short, chubby man with owlish glasses walked in and stood inside the door, nervously shifting his feet and glancing at me from under his lashes. I went to him and gave him a kiss, which made him blush furiously, and guided him to the middle of the floor. In full stripper mode, I ran my hands over my body, then over his, slowly relieving him of his clothes and mine.
I danced sensuously around him, giving him as much contact as I could with my tits and ass. I pulled his hand into my pussy, for him to feel my arousal, and his cock immediately stood straight up. Kneeling in front of him, I rolled a condom onto his cock with my mouth. Suddenly, I felt him pulse on my tongue as he came hard, filling the reservoir in the rubber. His face flushed, and he mumbled an apology, clearly mortified.
I quickly reassured him, removed the condom, and cleaned him up. I drew him to me and backed toward the bed. Once we reached the bed, I sat, leaned back, spread my legs, and pulled his face into my sopping pussy. He feverishly licked and sucked me until I orgasmed on his face. He mewled as he sucked all my juices into his mouth and swallowed.
He beamed at me as he came up for air, exclaiming joyously how it was the best experience of his life. I started to thank him, but he interjected, saying the appreciation was his. He redressed and left, leaving a generous tip on his way out.
I smiled to myself as I cleaned up for the next ticket holder.
The next man was a burly, bearded giant of a black man, who walked in confidently and immediately took control. He pulled out his big black cock and ordered me to my knees. I pulled back and warned him condoms were mandatory, retrieving one and slipping it on him. He then grabbed me by my hair and pulled me down onto his impressive shaft. I deep-throated him to words of both encouragement and debasement. This started to trigger my submissive desires, but, hearing Mike’s warnings in my head, I fought against them. I continued licking his head and shaft while fucking him with my throat with avid abandon.
Before I could bring him off, he pulled me up, dragged me over to the bed and said, “Condoms aren’t my style, and I’m betting you won’t mind if I take you raw. What do you say? Nobody’s gonna know but us anyway.”
I stood and held my hand out in front of me, saying, “No condom, no play, you know the rules.”
He looked miffed for a second, then a false smile sprung up on his face. “C’mon baby, relax, who am I to break the rules.”
As he saw me soften, he ripped the condom off, a gloating look on his face.
I wasn’t fooled by his act, so was already prepared for a move. I immediately called out the safe word and jumped to the other side of the bed.
The door burst open in seconds as Jeff rushed in, putting himself between the man and I. The man tried to make a move on him, but the arrival of a second security guard, behind him, resulted in a quick take-down and immobilization.
Bruno followed shortly after, strolling up to the now helpless man.
Bruno’s voice thundered through the room. “The rules here are very clear, and you signed an agreement to abide by them. You have broken that agreement and have earned yourself a lifetime ban. I know who you are, which organization you belong to, and who runs that organization. He will be told what you have done here tonight, and that I demand retribution.”
The man's face blanched, realizing the magnitude of his mistake. He started making noises about me egging him on until Bruno held up his hand.
“We have full audio and video of these rooms, and you have now added to your problems by disrespecting me with your lies. I understand you have an outstanding warrant in the US for human trafficking. You will now be taken to the border and turned over to the US Border Patrol. Say goodbye to your life. Take him away, truss him up so he doesn’t cause any more trouble, and deliver him as I have said.”
The man was removed from the room, none too gently, as Bruno turned to me.
“Sandy,” he said, “I apologize. I allowed this man a membership based on the word of an influential colleague. It won’t happen again. In fact, please accept my word that nothing even remotely similar to this will ever occur again.”
“Thank you, Bruno,” I said, “Jeff and one of his guys prevented him from hurting me. Please thank them for me if I don’t see them before tomorrow night.”
Bruno smiled. “I will do that with pleasure,” he said. “I’m glad you have decided to stay with us. You have a bright future here, and I’m sure your husband will be relieved.”
Just then Doris appeared at the door, saying, “Sandy, you’re due on the Basic stage in ten.”
I thanked her and took my leave of Bruno, my mood brightening considerably as I eagerly anticipated my next performance. The rest of the night was less eventful, but just as deeply satisfying.
Sandy stayed at the Glass Slipper for another 10 years, enjoying an extremely successful and satisfying career there. A number of times over the years, I indulged myself by attending her shows in the member's area and watching from the shadows. Every time, the raw sex she exuded from the stage was a revelation to me.
The time came, eventually, when her desires and urgent needs slowly dwindled. She found she wanted to relish the years of married life left, only for us. She has many mementos of her time at The Slipper, and every once in a while, one of the girls, or even Bruno, would stop by to visit and reminisce. Our love remained steadfast through it all, for which I am eternally grateful.
The End
