The Stranger at the Bar

Elowen:

I drove to the workplace of my foster sister, Gretchen. When I got to the bar where she worked, I rushed to find her.

“Lou, baby!” Gretchen yelled over the deafening music. She gave me a hug, which I did not return. There were many people here, and one of them might be working for the Guerras.

“Gretchen, please, I need about two thousand dollars, and I promise I will pay back twice the price. I just need to get on a quick flight and survive for a few days until I find work,” I said, and she burst out laughing, puffing her cigar.

I immediately grabbed my inhaler and took a few puffs.

“If I had that much, I would not be here, child. You want money, then work for it.”

“Gretchen, you do not understand; the Guerras are..”

“I know who the fuck they are, so work faster, and you will leave faster,” she said, grabbing my shoulder.

“You have got a good body, and you are in a strip club, so get out of those filthy clothes and please those men,” she said, pointing to a section of the club filled with crusty old men.

“Gretchen, stop! I am not going on that stage. I have never had sex with my fiance, and you expect me to go on stage with a bunch of girls to please a crowd of horny men.” I said, and then she stood up.

“I knew you would never do it, miss goody two shoes,” she whispered in my ear with an ear-draining laugh.

“I gave you a good deal, gurl; if you are not interested, have a good day.” She said, puffing one last bit of cigar into my face before crushing the cigar’s butt in an ashtray.

As I sat at the counter, I watched Gretchen leave me in a room full of potentially dangerous men. I stood up as soon as I realized Guerras would be coming after me.

“Gretchen, wait!” I yelled.

“I will do it.” I said, and a smirk appeared on her lips.

Gretchen led me to the dresser. A room filled with half-naked strippers, alcohol, and marijuana. I was dressed in a leather bra and pant with suspenders, and she made me wear very high boots.

She pushed a large glass of alcohol into my mouth.

When I got a little high, she put me in line with the horde of girls and slapped my butt cheek.

“Go get them, girl!”

My heart pounded as I marched out with the other girls. We entered a room filled with red-eyed hawk men waiting to devour our bodies. I walked behind the girls, trying to hide, but when we arrived, they all dispersed. I rushed to the center of the table, where I planned to do a little dance since everyone was occupied.

The men clung to the body of these ladies, and before I could say anything, they removed their clothes. With a shaky hand, I walked around the pole, twirling my waist, and my heart raced at the sight of what these men did to these ladies. They buried their hands in their pussies, and some slapped the women violently, shoving their dicks into their mouths. It felt wrong to me, but the women squealed with delight.

My gaze darted across the room to find a man seated with three girls surrounding him. One appeared to be giving him a blow job, but he was not interested because his gaze was fixed on me.

“Who brought this boring stripper to the party?” one of them inquired, and the others concurred.

Before I knew it, they began chanting for my clothes to be removed. I slowly removed my bra while rolling my waist.

I tossed my bra into the crowd, and it landed on the man I had spotted earlier. He immediately pushed off the strippers on his body, zipped up his pants and walked up to me, applauding me while ignoring the other men.

“Here. You did an excellent job,” he said, and then he squeezed ten hundred-dollar bills into my hand, causing my eyes to widen.

That was enough to leave for the night. I immediately got down from the table and returned to the dresser, where I found Gretchen, who was passed out on a table littered with cocaine.

“You are back. How was it?” she asked, and I said nothing to her.

I took my clothes and the bottle of alcohol and went to the restroom because I needed to clear my mind of what I had witnessed.

When I got to the restroom, I chugged the entire bottle and let it drop to the floor. As I changed into my clothes, I started crying. Today had been eventful, and I had no one to fall back on.

“Sorry for interrupting.” A male voice spoke, startling me. I quickly wiped my face and turned around to see the man who had tipped me earlier.

His face was slightly clearer thanks to the dim fluorescent light, which was brighter than the neon light in the club, and boy did he have a pretty face, despite the scar on his left cheek.

“I... I am sorry. I must be in the wrong bathroom.”I tried to leave, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him, my back against his chest.

“You are in the right place, darling, and I came here for you,” he said, and I swallowed hard.

“What do you want?” I asked as my breathing quickened, and he drew his face closer to my neck, his breath hot on my neck.

“I want you, my pearl,” he said, and my eyes widened immediately. I tried to break free, and he let me go willingly as I stared into his lust-filled eyes.

“I..I..” I attempted to form a complete statement, but when I couldn’t, he kissed my lips and wrapped his massive arms around my slender waist.

My legs became weak, and I gave up without a fight. I didn’t know how I was supposed to please a man, so I wrapped my hand around his neck as he ravished my entire body. He grabbed the hem of my gown and ran his hands between my thighs, making my entire body tingle with anticipation of what would happen next. His hands brushed against my panties, and the moment he slipped his hands into my panties, a moan escaped from my mouth.

He chuckled and withdrew.

“For someone who will not look at me, you appear eager,” he said, and I sighed..

I had never felt like this before, and I wanted more.

“Let us go back to my place,” he said, and I looked at him blankly for a moment..

“What are you saying?” I asked, and then he leaned in forward.

“I am saying I want you. I want to please you in so many ways, and I want us to return to my place.” He whispered in a gruff voice, sending shivers down my spine.

“Okay.” I said, hopping on the offer of a total stranger to give up my virginity for a ton of cash…