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Post by SAVANNA LYNN PEREZ. on Jul 11, 2012 21:14:48 GMT -5
It was a weekday night, so needless to say the night had been going slowly. Savanna, err Gemma had done a few dances here and there and she got paid well for it no matter what day of the week was. She was just good at what she did, and she was good at selling herself, she'd been a stripper for a while so she picked up a few tips and tricks here and there. She was not walking off stage after picking up the bills that she had earned and she was walking into the back to the dressing rooms. She counted her money as she went back, and after a few dances she had about a hundred dollars, damn it was a slow night.
As she sat down to tuck her money away, she also decided to touch up her makeup a bit and fix up her hair. Savanna was always dressed in as little clothes as possible and she's also gone out on stage pure naked before, just to spice things up a little on the floor. She was known for doing some risky things, but that's why she always walked out with close to a grand or more every night. But it wasn't too long that she was sitting there that her sleazy manager came in the back and he told her that she needed to go into the back room because she had a private session. Gemma got a curious look on her face and she checked out her phone for the time and she seen it was getting later and that it was a thursday. A smirk crossed her lips as she dismissed her boss.
She stood up and changed her outfit and she headed out of the dressing room and down the hall to the private rooms. She didn't need to know which room to go into, because this guy was always in the same one when he came to see her. Gem opened the door and after she shut it, she leaned against it and untied her robe, "Dante." She said to him as she then let the rest of the robe fall to the floor, "What are we doin tonight?" She asked him with her signature smirk.
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Post by DANTE XAVIER COLLINS. on Jul 13, 2012 9:12:10 GMT -5
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[/style] | [atrb=style, width:252px;][atrb=valign, top] scream if you want it 'CAUSE I WANT MORE thursday nights were dante's night offs. he was allowed to take whatever day / night that he wanted off from working at the bar, because he's hired people to manage things on their own without him, but thursdays were always days that dante couldn't be found either behind his bar, or mingling with the customers. why, one might wonder? it was always cheap night at the gentlemen's club, and his favourite stripper was always eagerly waiting for him to show up and save her from boring-lit faces just staring at her. it was a little weird, the relationship that they had developed, but dante wasn't about to complain about the dysfunctionality of it, considering the type of treatment he was given.
he was almost positive that he was the only person who got to touch the strippers like he did, and to be honest, dante's ego was bigger than ever because of it. so when he had walked in through the front doors and had started his night with a few beers, he'd been covered with women who were either waiting for their time on stage, or had been sent out to look for handouts. dante didn't pay very much for the lapdance he'd received at the bar, knowing full well that the stripper had jacked the price down because she was attracted to him. she'd been trying since he had started to go there to get in his pants, and every time he'd turned her down. naturally, he'd accept a lap dance and a strip tease, but dante was a lot more picky about who he slept with, especially when it came to girls who worked in strip clubs.
but gemma. gemma was different. and as soon as he saw her leave stage, dante grabbed the manager's attention and bought his usual room. grabbing his new beer, he lifted it off the bar and started to mutter apologies to the two women who were trying to keep his attention from savanna. when they finally gave up, dante headed down the hallway and into the third door on the right. closing it behind him, he flicked his favourite light switch on, the red one, and crossed the room to the leather couch. plopping down, he kicked back, lifting his feet onto the table in front of him. after setting his beer down, he shrugged out of his jacket and tossed it aside, leaving his sunglasses right where they sat on the bridge of his nose.
when she entered, dante's eyebrows perked up, but his mouth is what went a little slack when she closed the door, and then undid her silk robe. he took in her outfit, and instantly his mouth started to water. a large, devilish smirk pulled at his lips, and he lifted his beer up to take a sip, in order to fix his dry throat. "well, i thought we could start off slow.." he started, setting his beer back down with that same smirk on his face. "maybe a strip tease up on that pole there, then maybe a lapdance.." trailing off, he pursed his lips cutely, looking at her sideways. "unless kitten's got an idea? i'm always open to suggestions. i mean, you've been working here long enough to know a thing or two, so.."
[atrb=style, background-color: 202020;]hope this is alright, darlin'! (:
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Post by SAVANNA LYNN PEREZ. on Jul 21, 2012 22:57:25 GMT -5
Savanna err Gemma leaned against the door as she smirked at her long time customer. These two had gotten to know each other well, really well. Maybe well enough to where they know what the other looks like naked. As she thought about seeing him naked, she had on her signature hot girl smirk. She was undressing him with her eyes and she didn't care if he noticed or not. Savanna was notorious for getting what she wanted one way or another, and on some nights it was Dante what she wanted. She was used to seeing him every thursday, and he was one of her favorite clientele, so it gave her something to look forward to when the end of the week rolled around.
When she had asked him what he wanted, he had told her that maybe she start off slow or give him a lap dance, or if she had anything in mind since she's been doing this for so long. A devilish grin crossed her lips as that put her in a playful mood. Savanna can be freaky when it came to her job, or just in bed in general. She watched him take a sip from his beer and she nodded and then stepped away from the door and she then moved to the pole and started dancing on it in a slow manner, being very smooth with her motions and seductive as well. But Sav would soon move from the pole and then to dante. Once she was over to him, she straddled him and put her goodies all in his face as she swiveled her hips against him as well as she danced. She would move to take different positions on him as she danced, all keeping the same smooth manner to her body.
A couple minutes in, she got an idea. Sav turned back to face dante as she then sat in his lap in a straddling position. She placed her arms on his shoulders and leaned in close to where their lips were almost touching. "I have an idea." She said to him as their breath was getting mixed up with each other. "It involves a blind fold, and your hands." She said to him as she continued as she took his hands in hers. "I'm going to blindfold you and then place your hands somewhere on me," She started explaining to him. "If you guess wrong, I take something off you, and if you're right you get to take something off of me." She finished to him. And seeing as how she was only in heels and a one piece, it would be in his best interest to get it right.
"So what do you say, wanna play?" She asked him as her grin reappeared.
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Post by DANTE XAVIER COLLINS. on Jul 26, 2012 10:10:27 GMT -5
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[/style] | [atrb=style, width:252px;][atrb=valign, top] scream if you want it 'CAUSE I WANT MORE in the times that dante liked to relax and let the women do all the work, he was generally here, sitting on that very couch. for some reason, the only time he really lost his control and dominance in a situation with a member of the opposite sex was when he was in a strip club. he let himself go, let them make their money's worth. but it was a nice change to feel occasionally, especially with a stripper like gemma. but she was more of a tease than anything else, and to be honest, he kind of enjoyed getting driven up the wall from the fact that she was so close, yet he wasn't allowed to touch her at all unless she gave him permission. at least, according to the boss' policy, he'd need permission. there were some days that he didn't want to give a fuck about the club's policy's, and just grab her by her hair and bend her over the-
snapping back to reality, the reality that dante chose to live every thursday, he smirked when he saw gemma starting to move from the door. watching her intently, he tilted his head a bit with curiosity, wondering where she'd go first. as soon as she passed him, he knew where she was going, and his smirk grew in size. lifting his beer back up to his lips, he sucked back a large mouthful, never taking his gaze off her as she started her pole dance. the music was perfect for the way she moved her hips, and every time she pointed her ass his way, he felt himself getting a bit more worked up every time. but by the time she left the pole and started to walk towards him, he had no more beer to drink, so he was stuck trying to resist grabbing his pack of cigarettes.
luckily, when she crawled into his lap, he was easily distracted from his habits, and he rested his hands on her hips gently, just enough to rest there, but not enough to guide her actions. it was hard to keep any possible moans stifled, but he was a pro at keeping his cool in most situations, so whenever he felt her grind her hips against him a little too on spot, he simply just bit the inside of his lip instead of releasing it. he'd be lying if he said that he wasn't thinking about just unzipping his pants, adjusting his boxers, and asking for a quickie until her shift was done to have a better, more thorough, night together. but he had no idea what gemma had in mind for him tonight, so he was going to keep his mouth shut about his requests until he was sure she had nothing up her sleeve.
when she turned back around to face him in his lap, dante arched a brow, knowing instantly just from the look on her face that she had thought of something to torture him with. he let his hands linger on her hips still, slightly trailing his fingers along her exposed skin whenever he had the train of thought to do so. narrowing his eyes at her suggestion, he slowly let that boyish smirk pull along his lips again, and a small chuckle released. "that sounds like a pretty tricky game," he mused softly, glancing down at her lips for a moment before letting his eyes trail back up to her own. "but i like it. a lot." and he had no intentions of losing, either. "what're we gonna use for a blindfold, though? i didn't come prepared." normally, dante would suggest using some form of lingerie, but she didn't have any to spare that wouldn't win him their game. plus, it wasn't like he could just strip his own shirt off and wrap it around his face. he'd feel a little too silly like that, and it'd be way too hard to get off once he had finally gotten her out of that one piece.
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