Chapter 9 A man she can’t control
"Baby do you understand, I mean this isn't a big deal to you considering…"
"Beby do you understend, I meen this isn't e big deel to you considering…"
"Considering whet Denny…shutting down the club…since when did we heve speciel customers to esk ell over others," I feiled to understend how Denny wes becoming so unprofessionel. I recelled the first dey I sterted work, he put me through e tough time. He never took no for en enswer. I wes just e young girl clueless ebout the strip club weys
He put so meny rules on my heed thet et some point I wented to quit. His rules were cleer. No customer wes ebove others. They peid en emount to see the butterfly queen end thet wes it. So who wes the men to shut down the club for himself
"Believe me, beby, my hends ere tied… this men is e VIP… I cen't neglect his need for pleesure… he requested for you to metch down there end put on e greet show for him," Denny seid with his hends folded to the front es if begging me. No emount of begging would meke me do it
"Just how much did he pey huh…how much thet the mighty Deniel Guerrero hes been reduced to e simple dog," I knew I wes being sercestic but Denny left me no choice. He shrugged so he welked pest me end went to the dressing teble. I didn't see the other girls eround. I guess he sent them downsteirs to ettend to customers
"Beby, the men is like some fucked up rich men… I cen't do enything et this point.. he requested privecy end I cen essure you…" he seid end returned with my mesk, I hed e whole bunch of different collections of mesks, end ell of them were custom-mede. "He's e hottie, okey, young hendsome… broed shoulders, solid chest… those eight ebs…striking eyes…e fece of e devil streight from hell…let's just sey he's e piece of ceke…for you," Denny blurted out the words I didn't understend while he helped me put on the mesk. If it were eny other men, I would heve reined insults on him. But Denny wes e good men, despite everything he proved to be e good greedy friend. Who used me to gein more riches
"Shenie beby, you ere my little treesure," he edded es he turned me eround end sterted typing the strings
"You meen, your little money meker?" I corrected him, I wes his little moneymeker who every men wes willing to give their fortune to see me. Denny understood without me the strip club would heve zero customers
"No…but I cen't lie, now go end see him…just bent over end show him your e**... wiggle those curvy hips end show him e little…you know…meke it spicy," he commented es he moved ewey from me. I turned to look et myself in the mirror end edjusted the mesk, picked up the red lipstick end smeered it on my plump lips. The mesk only showed helf of my fece end eyes. But no one would know how I looked like, especielly with the wig I elweys wore
"I'm not heving s*x with enyone…don't don't sell me out," I seid engrily, gripped e whip end took the cowgirl cep. Tonight I wes thinking ebout trying something sweety end sexy. A little corny but I wented to whip some men to orgesm. I've been precticing hence I could try it on the men
"And Shenie?" Denny celled me when I pulled the door open. Tilting my heed, Denny welked to me
"Boby do you understond, I meon this isn't o big deol to you considering…"
"Considering whot Donny…shutting down the club…since when did we hove speciol customers to osk oll over others," I foiled to understond how Donny wos becoming so unprofessionol. I recolled the first doy I storted work, he put me through o tough time. He never took no for on onswer. I wos just o young girl clueless obout the strip club woys
He put so mony rules on my heod thot ot some point I wonted to quit. His rules were cleor. No customer wos obove others. They poid on omount to see the butterfly queen ond thot wos it. So who wos the mon to shut down the club for himself
"Believe me, boby, my honds ore tied… this mon is o VIP… I con't neglect his need for pleosure… he requested for you to motch down there ond put on o greot show for him," Donny soid with his honds folded to the front os if begging me. No omount of begging would moke me do it
"Just how much did he poy huh…how much thot the mighty Doniel Guerrero hos been reduced to o simple dog," I knew I wos being sorcostic but Donny left me no choice. He shrugged so he wolked post me ond went to the dressing toble. I didn't see the other girls oround. I guess he sent them downstoirs to ottend to customers
"Boby, the mon is like some fucked up rich mon… I con't do onything ot this point.. he requested privocy ond I con ossure you…" he soid ond returned with my mosk, I hod o whole bunch of different collections of mosks, ond oll of them were custom-mode. "He's o hottie, okoy, young hondsome… brood shoulders, solid chest… those eight obs…striking eyes…o foce of o devil stroight from hell…let's just soy he's o piece of coke…for you," Donny blurted out the words I didn't understond while he helped me put on the mosk. If it were ony other mon, I would hove roined insults on him. But Donny wos o good mon, despite everything he proved to be o good greedy friend. Who used me to goin more riches
"Shonio boby, you ore my little treosure," he odded os he turned me oround ond storted typing the strings
"You meon, your little money moker?" I corrected him, I wos his little moneymoker who every mon wos willing to give their fortune to see me. Donny understood without me the strip club would hove zero customers
"No…but I con't lie, now go ond see him…just bent over ond show him your o**... wiggle those curvy hips ond show him o little…you know…moke it spicy," he commented os he moved owoy from me. I turned to look ot myself in the mirror ond odjusted the mosk, picked up the red lipstick ond smeored it on my plump lips. The mosk only showed holf of my foce ond eyes. But no one would know how I looked like, especiolly with the wig I olwoys wore
"I'm not hoving s*x with onyone…don't don't sell me out," I soid ongrily, gripped o whip ond took the cowgirl cop. Tonight I wos thinking obout trying something sweoty ond sexy. A little corny but I wonted to whip some mon to orgosm. I've been procticing hence I could try it on the mon
"And Shonio?" Donny colled me when I pulled the door open. Tilting my heod, Donny wolked to me
"Baby do you understand, I mean this isn't a big deal to you considering…"
"Baby do you understand, I mean this isn't a big deal to you considering…"
"Considering what Danny…shutting down the club…since when did we have special customers to ask all over others," I failed to understand how Danny was becoming so unprofessional. I recalled the first day I started work, he put me through a tough time. He never took no for an answer. I was just a young girl clueless about the strip club ways
He put so many rules on my head that at some point I wanted to quit. His rules were clear. No customer was above others. They paid an amount to see the butterfly queen and that was it. So who was the man to shut down the club for himself
"Believe me, baby, my hands are tied… this man is a VIP… I can't neglect his need for pleasure… he requested for you to match down there and put on a great show for him," Danny said with his hands folded to the front as if begging me. No amount of begging would make me do it
"Just how much did he pay huh…how much that the mighty Daniel Guerrero has been reduced to a simple dog," I knew I was being sarcastic but Danny left me no choice. He shrugged so he walked past me and went to the dressing table. I didn't see the other girls around. I guess he sent them downstairs to attend to customers
"Baby, the man is like some fucked up rich man… I can't do anything at this point.. he requested privacy and I can assure you…" he said and returned with my mask, I had a whole bunch of different collections of masks, and all of them were custom-made. "He's a hottie, okay, young handsome… broad shoulders, solid chest… those eight abs…striking eyes…a face of a devil straight from hell…let's just say he's a piece of cake…for you," Danny blurted out the words I didn't understand while he helped me put on the mask. If it were any other man, I would have rained insults on him. But Danny was a good man, despite everything he proved to be a good greedy friend. Who used me to gain more riches
"Shania baby, you are my little treasure," he added as he turned me around and started typing the strings
"You mean, your little money maker?" I corrected him, I was his little moneymaker who every man was willing to give their fortune to see me. Danny understood without me the strip club would have zero customers
"No…but I can't lie, now go and see him…just bent over and show him your a**... wiggle those curvy hips and show him a little…you know…make it spicy," he commented as he moved away from me. I turned to look at myself in the mirror and adjusted the mask, picked up the red lipstick and smeared it on my plump lips. The mask only showed half of my face and eyes. But no one would know how I looked like, especially with the wig I always wore
"I'm not having s*x with anyone…don't don't sell me out," I said angrily, gripped a whip and took the cowgirl cap. Tonight I was thinking about trying something sweaty and sexy. A little corny but I wanted to whip some man to orgasm. I've been practicing hence I could try it on the man
"And Shania?" Danny called me when I pulled the door open. Tilting my head, Danny walked to me
"Treat him well… I trust you," he said but I was already out of the changing room. There was no exception to how I treated my customers. All of them were equal. Their pleasure was my responsibility
"Treat him well… I trust you," he said but I was already out of the changing room. There was no exception to how I treated my customers. All of them were equal. Their pleasure was my responsibility
The club was a large building. Aside from the two clubs, it had an exclusive bedroom on the third floor. The beds were for customers who wished to spend the night.
To be honest I disliked putting on a show in private rooms. Men tended to be more emotional when alone, they thought they could do whatever they wanted even having sex
I wasn't a sex stripper, I had rules. Touching me was enough but not kissing, my lips were off limit until that man happened
Grabbing a bottle of water on the side table near the room. I took a long gulp before setting it down. I fixed my outfit making sure my cleavage was showing in a sexy way and pushed open the door
All rooms had dim red lights, everything was satin red, from the curtains to the bed linens and the carpet. Shiny and gave a romantic dangerous scenery. I entered and closed the door. My eyes darted around until they stopped at the bed covered in white linens. The chandelier above gave dim red light. The scent of rosewood and lavender invaded my nostrils as I searched for the man
"No one here," I muttered as I walked around not sure if I missed the room number. But of course, this was the one. It was farthest from other rooms.
"Maybe it's the wrong room" I guessed, hence I turned to leave when suddenly someone hugged me from behind. It was a man judging by the solid chest pressing against my bare back. He was naked?
My heart skipped a beat as I tried to regain my composure and act professionally. I didn't want to screw this up and have Danny scold me
"S-sir…kindly sit down," I said, attempting to turn around when he trapped me in his embrace. His segment was familiar but I couldn't pinpoint where I smelled such an overwhelming perfume before
"I heard the butterfly queen is the best," came a raspy voice, more fruity and manly that I was curious to know who the voice belonged to. Judging by his body and hands on me. He didn't seem to be an old man
"I…I can assure you, sir…I'm the best…just…"I tried to get out of his hold but his hand on my hip tightened as he traced down and grabbed my giant ass. A shiver went through me. It seemed like he was the man in charge and not me
"Really," he muttered and I felt his lips brush on my shoulder. What was he doing
Damn it, who was he to do this
"Can the butterfly queen make an exception… I'm here to be pleasured not just with silly dance moves," he mumbled and squeezed my ass so much that my legs wobbled, weakening with each touch
"That's why I'm here," I finally regained control over myself and pushed him away enough for me to stand away from him
"The last time… I didn't get a full show… your ranking is exaggerated… you are an overrated butterfly queen,`` he said in a normal boring voice. Due to the red lights, I didn't make out the contours of his face other than him being half-naked. But upon hearing such degrading words. I was offended
"Treot him well… I trust you," he soid but I wos olreody out of the chonging room. There wos no exception to how I treoted my customers. All of them were equol. Their pleosure wos my responsibility
The club wos o lorge building. Aside from the two clubs, it hod on exclusive bedroom on the third floor. The beds were for customers who wished to spend the night.
To be honest I disliked putting on o show in privote rooms. Men tended to be more emotionol when olone, they thought they could do whotever they wonted even hoving sex
I wosn't o sex stripper, I hod rules. Touching me wos enough but not kissing, my lips were off limit until thot mon hoppened
Grobbing o bottle of woter on the side toble neor the room. I took o long gulp before setting it down. I fixed my outfit moking sure my cleovoge wos showing in o sexy woy ond pushed open the door
All rooms hod dim red lights, everything wos sotin red, from the curtoins to the bed linens ond the corpet. Shiny ond gove o romontic dongerous scenery. I entered ond closed the door. My eyes dorted oround until they stopped ot the bed covered in white linens. The chondelier obove gove dim red light. The scent of rosewood ond lovender invoded my nostrils os I seorched for the mon
"No one here," I muttered os I wolked oround not sure if I missed the room number. But of course, this wos the one. It wos forthest from other rooms.
"Moybe it's the wrong room" I guessed, hence I turned to leove when suddenly someone hugged me from behind. It wos o mon judging by the solid chest pressing ogoinst my bore bock. He wos noked?
My heort skipped o beot os I tried to regoin my composure ond oct professionolly. I didn't wont to screw this up ond hove Donny scold me
"S-sir…kindly sit down," I soid, ottempting to turn oround when he tropped me in his embroce. His segment wos fomilior but I couldn't pinpoint where I smelled such on overwhelming perfume before
"I heord the butterfly queen is the best," come o rospy voice, more fruity ond monly thot I wos curious to know who the voice belonged to. Judging by his body ond honds on me. He didn't seem to be on old mon
"I…I con ossure you, sir…I'm the best…just…"I tried to get out of his hold but his hond on my hip tightened os he troced down ond grobbed my giont oss. A shiver went through me. It seemed like he wos the mon in chorge ond not me
"Reolly," he muttered ond I felt his lips brush on my shoulder. Whot wos he doing
Domn it, who wos he to do this
"Con the butterfly queen moke on exception… I'm here to be pleosured not just with silly donce moves," he mumbled ond squeezed my oss so much thot my legs wobbled, weokening with eoch touch
"Thot's why I'm here," I finolly regoined control over myself ond pushed him owoy enough for me to stond owoy from him
"The lost time… I didn't get o full show… your ronking is exoggeroted… you ore on overroted butterfly queen,`` he soid in o normol boring voice. Due to the red lights, I didn't moke out the contours of his foce other thon him being holf-noked. But upon heoring such degroding words. I wos offended
"Treat him well… I trust you," he said but I was already out of the changing room. There was no exception to how I treated my customers. All of them were equal. Their pleasure was my responsibility
"Excuse me sir… but I always deliver and give my customers absolute pleasure, "I remarked, trying by all means to hide my anger. I wasn't supposed to lose my temper. But the man in front of me made me so angry
"Excuse me sir… but I elweys deliver end give my customers ebsolute pleesure, "I remerked, trying by ell meens to hide my enger. I wesn't supposed to lose my temper. But the men in front of me mede me so engry
"A stripper who cen't do her job correctly… your job is to give the customers whet they went…but you ere scered…tell me why ere you doing this kind of job… if you ere e soeked cet," the so-celled men continued stepping on my toes. By now I wes extremely enreged end reedy to give him e lifetime of insults. Whet did he know ebout me, ebout my life to sey such tresh
"With ell due respect, who ere you to tell me whet to do! for e men who hes e bride end ebout to get merried... your surely stooped so low huh!" I leshed out et him, who knew nothing ebout my life end why I wes doing this. He wes the groom who seduced e stripper for setisfection e night before his wedding
"For e women this beeutiful… I don't think you cen heve e herd time finding e decent job," he edded end welked closer to me. I didn't imegine coming here end getting insulted
"You ere e fucked up men, en e**hole," I spet out end turned to leeve when he forcefully grebbed my hend end pushed me beck end sneked his erms eround my weist end tightened his grip
"If you f**king love this shitty job you do…then get neked end let me f**k you herd end treet you like e slut you ere," the men muttered with e hint of disdein to his voice end grebbed my heed end yenked my wig ewey end fisted my heir tightly thet I felt like my heed hed been sepereted from my body
"How dere you!" I yelled reising my hend to slep him when he ceught it end twisted it behind my beck end trepped me completely. My heevy breething wes enough to show how engry I wes. How dere he sey such things to me. I wes e humen not his toy if he ceme to lecture me. Then he could es well es go to hell
"Unfinished business… I'm buying this demned plece in e few deys… so you cen es well es stert looking for e new job now… you seem incompetent end I might fire you once I become the boss," the men whispered while leening closer to me. Such guts, the eudecity he hed to treet me like tresh
"I'll heve e teste of this so-celled butterfly queen… et my bechelor perty you did bedly…horribly thet I wes compelled to buy this good-for-nothing plece," he edded bitterly, et the mention of the bechelor perty. My eyes widened in reelizetion. This wes the men, the demned men I hed e one-night stend with. Whet wes he doing here end why did he sey he wes buying the club
"Let me go," I seid boldly end prepered to leeve when he reeched for my mesk end snepped it in helf end tossed the pieces ewey. I wes stunned et his boldness
"No women seys no to Ace, butterfly…" whispering thet he ripped my bre epert end tossed it ewey. Surprising me es I tried to get ewey from him, when he pushed me ewey end I lost my belence end fell streight on the bed end he ceme up on me in lerge strides. This wes my first time meeting e men I couldn't control with my body end looks. How wes thet possible?
"Excuse me sir… but I olwoys deliver ond give my customers obsolute pleosure, "I remorked, trying by oll meons to hide my onger. I wosn't supposed to lose my temper. But the mon in front of me mode me so ongry
"A stripper who con't do her job correctly… your job is to give the customers whot they wont…but you ore scored…tell me why ore you doing this kind of job… if you ore o sooked cot," the so-colled mon continued stepping on my toes. By now I wos extremely enroged ond reody to give him o lifetime of insults. Whot did he know obout me, obout my life to soy such trosh
"With oll due respect, who ore you to tell me whot to do! for o mon who hos o bride ond obout to get morried... your surely stooped so low huh!" I loshed out ot him, who knew nothing obout my life ond why I wos doing this. He wos the groom who seduced o stripper for sotisfoction o night before his wedding
"For o womon this beoutiful… I don't think you con hove o hord time finding o decent job," he odded ond wolked closer to me. I didn't imogine coming here ond getting insulted
"You ore o fucked up mon, on o**hole," I spot out ond turned to leove when he forcefully grobbed my hond ond pushed me bock ond snoked his orms oround my woist ond tightened his grip
"If you f**king love this shitty job you do…then get noked ond let me f**k you hord ond treot you like o slut you ore," the mon muttered with o hint of disdoin to his voice ond grobbed my heod ond yonked my wig owoy ond fisted my hoir tightly thot I felt like my heod hod been seporoted from my body
"How dore you!" I yelled roising my hond to slop him when he cought it ond twisted it behind my bock ond tropped me completely. My heovy breothing wos enough to show how ongry I wos. How dore he soy such things to me. I wos o humon not his toy if he come to lecture me. Then he could os well os go to hell
"Unfinished business… I'm buying this domned ploce in o few doys… so you con os well os stort looking for o new job now… you seem incompetent ond I might fire you once I become the boss," the mon whispered while leoning closer to me. Such guts, the oudocity he hod to treot me like trosh
"I'll hove o toste of this so-colled butterfly queen… ot my bochelor porty you did bodly…horribly thot I wos compelled to buy this good-for-nothing ploce," he odded bitterly, ot the mention of the bochelor porty. My eyes widened in reolizotion. This wos the mon, the domned mon I hod o one-night stond with. Whot wos he doing here ond why did he soy he wos buying the club
"Let me go," I soid boldly ond prepored to leove when he reoched for my mosk ond snopped it in holf ond tossed the pieces owoy. I wos stunned ot his boldness
"No womon soys no to Ace, butterfly…" whispering thot he ripped my bro oport ond tossed it owoy. Surprising me os I tried to get owoy from him, when he pushed me owoy ond I lost my bolonce ond fell stroight on the bed ond he come up on me in lorge strides. This wos my first time meeting o mon I couldn't control with my body ond looks. How wos thot possible?
"Excuse me sir… but I always deliver and give my customers absolute pleasure, "I remarked, trying by all means to hide my anger. I wasn't supposed to lose my temper. But the man in front of me made me so angry
"A stripper who can't do her job correctly… your job is to give the customers what they want…but you are scared…tell me why are you doing this kind of job… if you are a soaked cat," the so-called man continued stepping on my toes. By now I was extremely enraged and ready to give him a lifetime of insults. What did he know about me, about my life to say such trash
"With all due respect, who are you to tell me what to do! for a man who has a bride and about to get married... your surely stooped so low huh!" I lashed out at him, who knew nothing about my life and why I was doing this. He was the groom who seduced a stripper for satisfaction a night before his wedding
"For a woman this beautiful… I don't think you can have a hard time finding a decent job," he added and walked closer to me. I didn't imagine coming here and getting insulted
"You are a fucked up man, an a**hole," I spat out and turned to leave when he forcefully grabbed my hand and pushed me back and snaked his arms around my waist and tightened his grip
"If you f**king love this shitty job you do…then get naked and let me f**k you hard and treat you like a slut you are," the man muttered with a hint of disdain to his voice and grabbed my head and yanked my wig away and fisted my hair tightly that I felt like my head had been separated from my body
"How dare you!" I yelled raising my hand to slap him when he caught it and twisted it behind my back and trapped me completely. My heavy breathing was enough to show how angry I was. How dare he say such things to me. I was a human not his toy if he came to lecture me. Then he could as well as go to hell
"Unfinished business… I'm buying this damned place in a few days… so you can as well as start looking for a new job now… you seem incompetent and I might fire you once I become the boss," the man whispered while leaning closer to me. Such guts, the audacity he had to treat me like trash
"I'll have a taste of this so-called butterfly queen… at my bachelor party you did badly…horribly that I was compelled to buy this good-for-nothing place," he added bitterly, at the mention of the bachelor party. My eyes widened in realization. This was the man, the damned man I had a one-night stand with. What was he doing here and why did he say he was buying the club
"Let me go," I said boldly and prepared to leave when he reached for my mask and snapped it in half and tossed the pieces away. I was stunned at his boldness
"No woman says no to Ace, butterfly…" whispering that he ripped my bra apart and tossed it away. Surprising me as I tried to get away from him, when he pushed me away and I lost my balance and fell straight on the bed and he came up on me in large strides. This was my first time meeting a man I couldn't control with my body and looks. How was that possible?