Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

No Fuck Boundaries: 6

Vi was still at her bouncing gig at a strip club while her other sibs were home already. She worked weird hours sometimes, though going into the evening and late at night were fairly common things, given the nature of the work and all.

She preferred daytime shifts though, when possible. Technically they paid less, daylight hours being less lucrative in the industry and all, but it was also a more normal schedule relative to the rest of the world, and it tended to be a chiller environment. Sure there were always sketchy dudes, and the occasional sketchy lady, but they mostly behaved themselves more earlier in the day.

Then again, Vi thought while smirking to herself, she might have an impact on that too just with her presence. She could bounce as well as anyone she'd met, and had the advantage that fewer dudes wanted to start shit with a woman, nor did they want to have their ass kicked by one if necessary. It was enough of a bonus to earn her considerable favour with her boss and a lot of the dancers. Some of the latter also liked having a woman watching their backs sometimes, though many still preferred the more imposing bulk of some of their male bouncers. It was a personal preference thing.

Vi's daydreaming, something she had an awful lot of time for in between rare occasions of needing to handle a situation, was interrupted by one of said situations. One of the dancers, Cait, hurried over to Vi.

"Hey, Cherry needs you."

Vi was already moving, but frowned as she scanned the room again. "Where--"

"In the back."

"Oh for shit's sake. She knows better. It's just me on right now, she's supposed to let me know if she leaves the main room with someone."

"Yeah, well... you know Cherry."

Once closer, Vi easily located the disturbance due to the sound of yelling and things being thrown. The yelling was being done by both Cherry and her current client, but the throwing was all her.

The guy was swearing up a storm and calling Cherry every name under the sun, but was mostly held at bay by a constant stream of projectiles being launched at him. "Stop!" Vi yelled over the noise.

Cherry paused in mid-throw, her fierce demeanor shifting easily back into sultry and frightened. "This guy--"

"She's crazy!" the guy shouted. "She threw stuff at me!"

"I see that," Vi said calmly. "Are you going to leave quietly, or do we get to do it the fun way."

"But she--"

"Sir, you get one chance to choose wisely here."

The guy was fuming, but turned away from Cherry. "Fine, but know this, I--"

He stuck his finger out, too close to Vi's face for her liking. He probably thought he could get away with it if he didn't actually touch anyone. He was incorrect.

A piercing shriek rang out as Vi seized his finger and bent it harshly, not quite to the point where it would break. The guy twisted helplessly trying to relieve the sudden pain.

"I do believe I specified quiet," Vi said, still as calm and implacable as ever.

"Ok, ok."

Vi let go and watched the guy leave, nursing his poor finger. She followed behind and made sure he actually left the building.

"Thanks, Vi," Cherry purred, coming up behind her.

Vi sighed. "Cherry, I swear to god, you know the rules. When it's only one of us out

here watching, we need to know you're leaving the main room."

"Don't worry, I'll tip you out real good later," Cherry said, still using her seductive voice. She winked. "Or you can have a freebie if you want. You know I'm good."

Vi maintained a steady, level glare. Cherry didn't let it faze her. She never really did. She was used to other people's horniness getting her what she wanted, and unfortunately for everyone else, it usually worked.

Cait padded softly up next to Vi after Cherry left to redo her makeup. "She's, uh, still just pure trouble, huh?" Cait said.

her stance unfold a little, though her gaze

in a regular pattern. "But she does tip me out well. Especially when

not stupid," Cait agreed.

part of the business

room too.

crookedly. "I should hope

"Do you ever...."

to the question, but none was forthcoming. Cait actually seemed

never showed nervousness, no matter how

"Ever what?" Vi prompted.

I've ever known. Do you, like, enjoy

"That's an

"Is it?"

I suppose. But coming out

hidden by the very deliberate poor lighting in the building. "Ok, fine. You know how you brag with the other bouncers about how many boys you

about conquests.

"All true stories though."

you'd have

sounded like

"I think you probably know how to get what you want. And for all I know, an endless string of boytoys might be

the power of taking control of these guys for a little while. And we all enjoy ourselves,

And do you

dating anyone? Second of all, no, I like

her a sidelong glance. "A

"I mean, sure, but--"

Vi and brushed her lips on her cheek, just for a quick

like, being into girls," Cait said, just a hint

dancers wore at the strip club. One could only be inundated with them for so long before they hardly noticed the skimpiness anymore, never mind the total nudity that was

in one brief moment, Vi began to register Cait and her long, platinum blonde hair, and certainly her outfit carefully designed to be an exercise in how little material one could use to cover oneself. It was a

what?" Vi asked, uttering the most intelligent question she

shrugged. "Just saying. Anyway, I better get back to

"Oh. Right. Uh...."

and what she did for a living, watching Cait retreat was a show all

fuck just happened?"

****

always slept naked anyway, Izzy was more mood dependent. In

their laptop and bounced onto his bed, then patted the spot beside him for Izzy

tonight, are we?" Izzy asked and she crawled into bed with

"It seemed appropriate."

didn't need to masturbate? You didn't

my cum off your

"... no."

are you kidding with a

pressed together. "Honestly, it might have been kind of a mistake. My panties were pretty crusty when I took them off just

That's dried cum for

prefer

her an incredulous

hastily. "Not like... not like I having

or anything."

"Uh huh."