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King of the Fighters: King’s Bar	By : NightCrepper Category: +G through L > King of Fighters Views: 4488 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own King of Fighters, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: Characters from the game are created by SNK are owned and created by SNK. And even though I have tampered with some of the storylines and backgrounds established by SNK, they are still owned by SNK. Any resemblance to actual people are coincidental and unintentional. And remember, this story is used for entertainment and not profit. If it is illegal for you to read something that only ADULTS should read, then go away!

Notes from the author: I would like to take the time to thank Eraldo Saegusa for his input in this story. Basically, he supplied an outline and idea for the story, and I just expanded on it and wrote the scenes accordingly, which made things rather easy. Hopefully, I didn't screw up the characters too much. Finally, even though there wasn't an editor for this story, he checked the time-line of the story, and made sure that it made sense. Additionally, as motivation, the requester has all drawn a series of pictures to go with the story. The pictures can be found athttp://groups.yahoo.com/group/nightcreeperrequest. Click on Files, then Inspirational Pics, and then Eraldo Saegusa's KOF Pictures.

Feel free to e-mail me at <mbison_76@yahoo.com> with comments, criticisms, ideas, etc. Thanks and happy reading.

*****

King of the Fighters: King’s Bar

By: Night Creeper

“You’ll be okay,” King spoke softly trying not to cry as she lightly caressed the bandages that covered her brother’s head. Jan, who had a successful surgery all those years ago, had fallen ill again. Unlike the last time, one surgery wasn’t going to cure him. Ever since King had won the tournament, she had retired from fighting and dedicated all her attention to her bar. Unfortunately for her, Jan got sick, and she was too busy caring for him to take care of her bar. Eventually, profits dipped and paying the bills for all of Jan’s tests piled up. After a series of tests, the doctors informed King that Jan had several benign and malignment tumors. Some were going to be easy to remove, but two of them were going to be very hard since they were brain tumors. Fearing complications, the doctors were going to remove the malignment one and try to kill the benign one with radiation. However, all this meant money, money that King didn’t have. Luckily for the woman, she still had some connections. Earlier in her life, she had fought Ryo Sakazaki and Robert Garcia, but retired some time later. Since she fought those two, she was certain she could get a loan, and that’s exactly what she got from Mr. Big. The money flowed in like crazy and the bills all got paid on time and the surgery was a success. However, Jan was too weak to go through radiation treatment. That meant he had to rest for quite some time before the treatment, which equals more money. Once again, King turned to Mr. Big, but this time things weren’t so easy.

“I can leave right now,” Mr. Big spoke as he patted King on the shoulder as she kept vigil by her brother’s bed.

“I’m sorry, but visiting hours are over,” a nurse spoke as she entered the room. “The intensive care unit is now closed to all visitors.”

“I think we can stay a few more minutes,” Mr. Big spoke as he took a wad of cash from his pockets and handed it to her. The nurse’s eyes almost popped out of her skull as she happily accepted the money, left the room, and closed the door behind her.

“You didn’t have to do that,” King spoke. “We could have left.”

“I know how much you care about Jan. I wasn’t about to break up a happy family. But a deal is a deal. I lent you money, but now you can’t pay me back. I gave you an extra month and still you couldn’t pay. So an extra two months quickly followed. I can’t wait any longer. When you signed the papers, you put up your bar as collateral. Well, it’s mine now.”

“Take it then. It’s yours. I only need . . .”

“More money? The bar is mine. How are you going to make more money?”

“I will think of a way.”

“Then while you think, you’re brother will be receiving zero care. He may even lapse into a coma without these doctors.”

“What do you want me to do?” King asked as she gripped her brother’s right hand.

“I don’t care. It’s really up to you. I am a very reasonable man,” Mr. Big smirked as he placed his hand on King’s right shoulder. “I can make sure that Jan gets all the attention that he deserves. In return, you work for me again.”

“I work for you,” the woman scoffed. “I’ve read that contract and I . . .”

“If you don’t like it then don’t sign. Jan can stay here for a few days before your checks bounce and he’s thrown into the streets. Sign the papers and he stays. The doctors will take care of him and he’ll have a chance of a full recovery. I seriously doubt that Jan’s big sister would want to see the boy suffer such a horrible fate. He has suffered so much in life. Why make him suffer?”

“The procedures will be paid in full, right?”

“I’ll pay for whatever you want in terms of the services that this hospital can provide. Of course, that’s on the condition that you are a model employee,” the man smiled.

King didn’t immediately reply. Instead, she just sat in her seat, gripping her brother’s hand. A small tear trickled down her cheek as she finally released his hand. The woman stood up and kissed him on the forehead. “I love you,” she sobbed as grabbed the pen from the boy’s chart and signed the contract that Mr. Big had placed on the bed.

*****

Three Weeks Later

King wiped an empty beer bottle with a rag as she stood behind the bar. Ever since she signed the contract, the woman had been reduced from owner to head bartender at her own bar. It was well past last call, but the police no longer came to her bar for inspection. All of her regular customers had left around last call, but since the lowlifes knew that no officers would come to the only open bar in town at the time, they visited. King would serve drinks, trying to snarl at the customers, who were rude and smelly. They hardly tipped her since Mr. Big had hired several cocktail waitresses, who wore revealing lingerie as they distributed drinks. All the previous employees were forced out of the bar by Mr. Big’s goons. However, the big man gave them all a high severance package in order to keep their mouths shut. Yet, the staff and title were least of King’s worries.

Ever since Mr. Big took over, King’s bar had been transformed. Small dim lights use to supply lighting to the bar, making it intimate. Now, all the lights were replaced with glaring neon lights. Additionally, all the square tables that sat four had been replaced by huge circular tables that resembled the large tables with a circular spinning tray at some Chinese restaurants. In the middle of the tray was a long metal pole that reached the ceiling and the floor. Before the change, King had less than ten tables, but with the change, she had fifteen tables, giving the patrons less room to move about the bar. Of course, moving about was not what Mr. Big wanted. He wanted to them to stay still, order drinks, and watch the entertainment. For standing on each circular tray was a stripper, who like the waitresses, collected tips from the patrons. King hated the fact that strippers were performing in her bar, but she had given it to Mr. Big and she was nothing more than an indentured servant to the man. Thus, she had no say. On several occasions, King had to even chat with the patrons about the bodies and lewd behavior of the strippers. She didn’t like it, but she did get some tips from the men when she called the strippers some vile names, which made her feel a little better.

“Hey! The boss wants to see you!” a man wearing a black suit shouted at King as he parted two patrons’ heads so he could see King.

“Takeover,” King spoke to one of the two waitresses that stood behind the bar. These two were suppose to assist her, but they knew nothing about mixing drinks. Yet, the patrons didn’t care since most of them preferred beer and their outfits. The waitress nodded and bounced toward the front as the men cheered and slapped a bill on the counter, which the woman happily accepted. King shook her head as she left the bar and headed to the back.

“Where are you going?” a huge bouncer asked King as she approached a large black door.

“Mr. Big summoned me,” she replied.

“You may proceed,” the man spoke as he opened the door.

King walked for several minutes through a series of hallways. Mr. Big had bought up the property around the area some time ago. He also wanted to buy King’s bar, but she refused to sell. Thus, with Jan’s condition and her financial trouble, Mr. Big was finally able to acquire the bar. Once he bought it, he decided some renovations were in order. Before, King had sold her apartment and moved her own bedroom and Jan’s to two storage rooms. Deciding it was best to leave Jan’s room alone, Mr. Big added an extension to an adjacent building, and the new room served as a bedroom, their bedroom. “You called for me?” King spoke clearly as she knocked on the bedroom door.

“Enter,” Mr. Big spoke as the doors opened.

King quickly made her way to the man, who was seated at the foot of the bed, wearing a large purple robe. The woman felt to her knees as the man parted his robe and revealed his huge manhood; he wasn’t called Mr. Big for nothing. Before she signed Mr. Big’s contract, King had never given a blowjob before. She always thought that only whores and strippers would do something so downright disgusting. That and the mere fact that she found the whole act degrading. However, after three weeks, the woman still considered it a vile act, but she knew it was a necessary one. She had to ensure that Jan would be well taken care of and until Jan’s condition improved, she was at the man’s mercy. Without saying a word, King flicked her tongue at the head and began to apply a good lather of saliva. When she first blew Mr. Big, it was nothing more than one big wet mess where she took him into her mouth instantly. To train her, Mr. Big had her wrap her lips around empty bottles and practice on them when she wasn’t talking or serving patrons. In fact, King often sucked on bottles even when she was serving patrons. She found that she could make tips that way. Thus, all the extra practice had given King some experience, which is why she was servicing his member with her tongue and not her lips.

“Good,” the man moaned softly as he patted her on the top of her head.

       Once again, King did not reply as she carried on with her duties. The woman slowly took the tip of his member in her mouth. The saliva covered member slid easily past her lips as she pressed them lightly against it, making a full O-shape. The woman then released the member and planted a wet kiss on the tip. King then planted her hands on the man’s thighs, extended her tongue, and licked the entire length of his dick, from the head to the base near his balls. Once at the base, she would reverse the direction and lick the same path. Then like a painter, she would move slightly horizontal and repeat the whole process until the man’s entire shaft was covered in her spit.

“You’ve improved,” the man applauded before he reached down and began to unbutton her shirt. Mr. Big began to fumble in darkness as he closed his eyes and tilted his head back. The man was trying very hard to control his erection. He wanted to enjoy the blowjob for as long as possible. Now was not the time to blow his wad in her mouth.

Without any hesitation, King wrapped her lips around his member and worked it into her mouth until it was almost in her throat. The woman suppressed her gag reflex by telling herself that she was doing all this for Jan. The thoughts of Jan helped her relax her muscles as Mr. Big began to thrust into her mouth, causing the woman to bob her head. At the same time, her shirt fell open as the man fondled her uncovered breasts. Within seconds, her nipples were hard and erect while her sex began to drip. The woman was now bombarded by all sorts of sensations as the lack of air was causing her to drift. But before she passed out, Mr. Big shot his load down her throat. This snapped her back to reality as she quickly drank his sperm in hopes of preventing herself from drowning. After a few seconds, King had everything under control as she held his tool in her mouth as she sucked down every last drop while reminding herself that she was doing it all for Jan so she wouldn’t puke it all up. As she filled her mind with images of Jan, her tongue began to clean Mr. Big’s manhood as he envisioned the other activities that they would engage in throughout the night.

*****

A Couple of Days Later

“So there I was, standing with a wet towel around my breasts and a fan covering the area between my legs and Andy Bogard looks at me, gives me a beach towel, and tells me not to catch cold,” Mai Shiranui fumed as she downed another glass.

“Stop drinking so much or you’ll become an alcoholic,” King warned as she stood behind the counter and prepared another drink for Mai.

“My boyfriend, Robert Garcia, isn’t a real find either,” Yuri Sakazaki fumed as she took a sip from her glass.

“Your boyfriend is a great catch. He showers you with gifts and attention,” King shot back.

“He gave me his car for the weekend too, but that doesn’t mean anything. He’s too busy for me. Instead, he gives me stuff, hoping it makes me happy.”

“At least he knows you exist!” Mai snarled as she took the new glass from King. “Speaking of existing, what’s with the new stage over there and the speakers?”

“I’m trying to make some money for Jan’s hospital bills. The new tables make it easier to clean this place. I can stack the chairs and clean the place without having to worry about moving the tables,” King lied. “The stage is for amateurs. I was thinking of having an open microphone night for singing or jokes.”

“Sounds like an idea,” Yuri spoke as she took another sip. “I hope it makes money for you.”

“I do too. My new business partner has all sorts of ideas.”

“Speaking of which, who is this business partner?” Mai inquired.

“A friend,” King lied again.

“Is he cute?” Mai asked.

“I didn’t say my business partner was a man.”

“And you didn’t say he wasn’t either. Now is he cute?”

“He’s got some really great ideas about getting the club to make money,” King spoke knowing that Mr. Big has made more money off her bar than her.

“Well, I’m glad that you’re making money. Jan really needs the help. Hey! Want me to ask my beau for some cash?” Yuri inquired.

“NO!” King shouted.

“Chill. It’s not charity. If you don’t want it, you don’t need to get defensive,” Yuri replied in shock.

“I didn’t mean it that way. My new business partner will supply the cash that I need. I don’t want any more capital. I have a hard enough time worrying about Jan.”

“It’s okay. Jan will be okay,” Mai spoke as she patted King on the shoulder. “He’ll be better than Andy if he ever rejects me again!”

“Sounds like you’re going to kill him,” Yuri laughed.

         “Kill him? He’s already dead if he’s not looking at me. Guys want to jump me all the time. He wants to do anything but jump me!”

“Enough talk about jumping. I have to clean up soon,” King laughed.

“Clean up? What about those tawdry women?” Yuri inquired.

“They’re just helping out. They’re not very good at cleaning up.”

“Did your business partner hire them?” Mai asked.

“I think one of business partners sent them as a favor,” King lied again. “You know how I’m not into all that flesh peddling.”

“I don’t know. You’re more of a tomboy,” Yuri laughed as she drank her drink.

“Need to get laid?” Mai asked.

“Not as much as you,” King smiled back, forcing a smile as she tried to hold back the tears since she was fucking Mr. Big every night.

“Well, I guess we better be going. It’s not last call, but the all the other customers have left,” Yuri spoke as she stood up.

“Why is that? Mostly they stay . . .”

“I have to visit Jan so I have been telling them to leave around this time. You guys have definitely not been here in a long time,” King lied again.

“Alright. Give Jan my best then,” Mai spoke as she stood up and walked out the bar with Yuri. Once they were gone, one of the waitresses locked the door as a downcast King walked toward the back, unbuttoning her shirt as she walked.

*****

That Night

A stripper danced on every table as several people readied the stage. Although the music was blaring through the speakers, the sound of workers behind the curtain was very evident. However, soon the noise died down, and the lights began to dim as the strippers descended from the tables. Then the music stopped as the night’s festivities were about to begin. “My loyal paying customers,” Mr. Big’s voice spoke courteously through the speakers. “I have a special surprise for you all. Many of you have seen the lovely bartender, who dresses like a man. She use to be the owner, but has sold it to me. Originally, she did not want to participate in tonight’s events, so I had to convince her. Please welcome, King!”

Thunderous applause filled the bar as the curtain disappeared and the spotlight beamed down on the stage, revealing a sobbing King, who was attached to metal pole with a long crossbar in the middle, almost making it look like a cross. The woman was still dressed in a white dress shirt and grey slacks. Her legs were spread and bent at the knees while her arms were pulled back. The woman’s wrists were secured to the crossbar while the woman’s ankles were secured to the pole. Her face was flushed and incredibly red as she hung there for all to see with her chest thrust forward. Two blonde strippers wearing the same outfits as King appeared on the stage and walked up to the sobbing woman. “Please no,” King sobbed as the women approached.

The women stood on either side of King and caressed the woman’s cheeks with their hands. Then without warning a hard slap was delivered across the woman’s face, one slap per women. “King has been very disobedient today. She said she was too good to strip for my customers,” Mr. Big spoke slowly and clearly for all to hear. A chorus of boos erupted from the crowd as the strippers looked shocked and slid a finger over another, telling King that she should be ashamed of herself. “However, I have decided that my customers deserve a show from the tomboy, so here she is!” Mr. Big declared as the men cheered. Their cheers only increased when the strippers tug on each side of the shirt and pulled it apart. Buttons flew into the crowd as they saw King’s heaving breasts being caressed by the cold air. They also saw series of ropes encircling her waist. These ropes were also used to secure to the woman to the pole.

“NOOOO!” King wailed as the women tore the shirt to shreds and dispersed the remnants into the crowd. Tears flowed freely now as she cried. The woman hated the fact that her bar was sold to Mr. Big and even though she fucked him every night like a cheap whore, at least that was done in private, but now, things were very public.

“Let’s take a look at what’s below!” Mr. Big yelled as the men in the crowd cheered. The strippers quickly pulled on the pants and ripped them to shreds, which wasn’t hard since they were precut. “I can’t tell if she’s a natural blonde, but it looks like she’s as smooth a baby; my baby.”

“Please,” King wailed as the men cheered in approval. They cheered partly because of the show and partly because there was also a series of ropes encircling the woman’s thighs, which also kept her secured to the rope. The men realized that regardless of what King did, she was stuck to the pole and crossbar.

“King thought she was better than all the females that work here in my club, the one that I bought from her. What she doesn’t realize is that all the women working here, are very hard workers. They work every part of their body for their money and they do it willingly and with a smile. If a customer is nice to them, they are nice to the customer. If the customer is mean to them, they become even nicer. King on the other hand rejects all my customers. She thinks that you are all lower than dogs! She even thinks that way about the dancers! She could care less about any of you! So who thinks that we should teach the snotty bitch a lesson tonight?” Mr. Big inquired.

“Yea!” the crowd cheered.

“What? I couldn’t hear you. So let me ask again. Who thinks we should teach the snotty bitch a lesson tonight?”

“YES!” the crowd screamed again.

“That wasn’t very clear. I guess no one is interested. Well . . . maybe one last time. Who thinks we should teach the snotty bitch a lesson?”

“YES!! TEACH HER!! TEACH HER!!” the crowd roared as they screamed, clapped, and stomped their feet. Even the strippers joined in.

“Ladies,” Mr. Big spoke happily as the women each began to lick the nearest nipple on King’s body while their fingers were inserted into her sex. They began to pump their fingers in and out of the woman as the crowd cheered. The cheers only increased when the women’s hands became wet. Even the stage was getting wet as King thrashed in her bonds. Before long, the two strippers were taking the gnawing and biting on the nipples before taking it into their mouths.

“HOLY SHIT!” King screamed as she writhed in pain as she felt her skin being chewed on.

“Don’t worry folks. She won’t know what hit her. The pain and pleasure will soon meld together and she will realize that she is a true slut. The strippers in my club only pretend to enjoy this and they simulate sex on stage for you. As for King, she is the only one that actually climaxes on stage, because she likes this kinky shit,” Mr. Big laughed.

King’s eyes slammed shut as her head shot backwards. The woman was utterly humiliated by Mr. Big’s words. She could never imagine herself climaxing in front of a room full of strangers, especially by a pair of females. Because of this, King vowed to fight them. She knew she was better than the strippers. No way was Mr. Big going to make her a laugh stock. There was no way in hell, she repeated again and again in her head as she gritted her teeth in defiance.

“Give in King. You are my slave and nothing more. Give in to the pleasure,” Mr. Big spoke as the two strippers began to paw and spank King’s buttocks. The slurping, sloshing, and spanking noises soon filled the room as King continued to dance and weep.

“Give in! Give in!” the crowd chanted in unison as they watched the woman thrash in her bonds.

“NNNNOOOOO!!” King screamed in anguish. The woman tried to put a brave front but as time passed on, the pain and pleasure were mixing. Her body was becoming more and more excited as the fingers sloshed inside her. The woman’s breasts were on fire as she wanted more and more of the women’s touch. Thus as time passed, the woman continued to struggle, but it grew weaker and weaker. That’s when she realized she wasn’t going to resist much longer. She couldn’t believe that she was being violated and humiliated before all these strangers and her body was reacting to it. It was like submitting to Mr. Big. At first, she hated every second of it, but with time, her body reacted to his attention. Slowly, King reluctantly resigned to her fate.

“She’s sweating so profusely now. She’s getting close. But I think we should stop,” Mr. Big spoke.

“NOOOO!” King screamed. “Don’t stop!”

“Why King? Tell me why?”

“I . . . I . . .”

“Tell me what you are, King. I tried to buy this bar from you for so long, but you never wanted to sell. Yet, you still sold it to me. I wanted you, but you refused. Yet, I own you now. You’ve sucked on my cock like a whore for weeks now and you’ve fucked like one too. I paid you for your services as if you were a prostitute. That’s what you are now, King. You’re a fucking whore! My whore! And unless you say it and make it convincing, I think your two newest and dearest friends will just have to leave you there on stage, all by yourself and your insatiable need to cum,” Mr. Big sneered as he saw tears roll down the woman’s face.

“I . . . I . . . I . . .” King stammered, thrusting her hips to meet the women’s fingers.

“The bitch doesn’t get it! Pull out!” Mr. Big snarled.

“NOOO!!” King wailed. “Mr. Big is right! I’m his whore! He owns me! I need to be humiliated! I need to be dominated! I NEED THIS!!” the woman screamed as the strippers pumped furiously in and out of her sex. Almost immediately, King’s body seized and climaxed, shaking both the pole and crossbar as the audience cheered.

“Gentlemen, my lovely slut needs a good fucking,” Mr. Big laughed. “However, it won’t come from any of you. Instead, please join the ladies in the newly built backrooms. Once inside, anything is possible as long as you have the money,” the man spoke as he turned off the microphone. The men all cheered as they ran towards the large door that the strippers had entered only moments before, leaving Mr. Big and King all alone in the bar.

“Excellent little show,” Mr. Big spoke softly as he began to finger King’s sex. The exhausted woman moaned as her sopping wet cunt coated the man’s fingers. King’s body began to throb. Her hips began to twist as she pulled on her bonds. “From this day forth, my little slut will be performing with the rest of my bitches. Understand?” Mr. Big asked as he thrust his fingers deep into to emphasize the question.

“Uhhhh!” King grunted as she tug on her bonds and sobbed.

“Worthless,” Mr. Big grumbled as he pulled out of King and began to untie her.

“Please,” King sobbed softly in a pitiful voice.

“Whatever. You’re worthless. I should cast you out and stop the payments of your brother’s care.”

“Noooo,” the woman groaned, tears streaking down her face.

“Like your words can change your attitude,” Mr. Big snapped as he freed the woman’s ankles and legs.

“Please,” King whimpered as she bowed her head, crying a river in the process.

“Forget it!”

“Please! I’ll obey! I perform! I will be one of your bitches! I will sell myself for you! Add me to your collection of bitches!” King howled.

“You’re mine and never forget that,” Mr. Big growled as he wrapped his lips around the woman’s lips. His hands reached behind her and gripped her buttocks, continuing the kiss.

King returned the kiss as she locked lips with the man, sharing her tongue and spit with him. Eventually, Mr. Big pulled his lips away from King. “Fuck me,” King begged as Mr. Big released the blonde’s wrists and carried her to the back.

*****

Later

Mai Shiranui had entered the quiet bar almost an hour ago. She was surprised to find that her friend, King was nowhere to be found. Instead, the bar was a mess, especially since the woman closed so early these days. Mai was surprised that one of the bimbo waitresses was working the bar. However, the woman was so mad, she didn’t care about any mixed drinks. She just wanted something to drown her sorrows. Thus, hard liquor was the poison that she selected. As she drank an enormous amount of liquor, the waitresses made the woman open up, partly due to the alcohol. “So why do you waste your time on this guy?” the waitress asked after hearing Mai’s story.

“I’ll . . . I tell you why,” Mai slurred as she slammed her glass down on the counter. “He’s a man and I like . . . I love him.”

“But he doesn’t love you. He rather waste his time than give you a glimmer of hope. Forget him. Find someone who appreciates you,” the waitress replied as she filled Mai’s glass again. She peered past the brunette and saw several men stumble back into the main portion of the bar.

“Appreciates me?” Mai blinked several times before she downed the entire glass only to have the waitress fill it up again. The woman turned around and saw numerous gawking at her. Without much thought, the intoxicated woman stood on the counter and downed her drink again.

“WOW!” the men gasped in unison as the saw the busty brunette began to slide her hands up and down her sides after tossing the glass to the floor.

Mai grinned as she saw the gawking faces. “They appreciate me,” she thought as she danced, flaunting her body. Mai swung her hips from side to side. She even squatted on the counter several times. However, the part that got the most cheers from the crowd was when she cupped her breasts. She tweaked her nipples and the men cheered. Mai flicked her erect nipples and the men cheered. The brunette even teased the men by pulling on the red straps, which caused the men to cheer. The adulation was getting to the head of the drunken woman. She was quite happy with all the attention. “See what you’re missing, Andy. If you don’t want me, I can find someone who does,” her mind sneered.

“Take it off! Take it off!” the men cheered in unison as even more men came out from the back to join the cheers.

The brunette had no problem teasing the men, she had done it for years, but she never considered taking it off. Thus, she waved her finger telling the crowd that she wasn’t going to do it. The crowd erupted as they begged and pleaded with her. Once again, the attention had gotten to the woman, mostly due to the alcohol. Without really considering the folly of her actions, the woman pulled the straps aside and her large breasts popped out as the cold bar air caressed them.

“HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” the men shouted and clapped. However, the adulation quickly ended as Mai placed her breasts back into her outfit. The men not happy with the sudden change leapt onto the counter and began to tussle with the woman.

“Get off!” Mai snarled. If the woman wasn’t drunk, she could have destroyed the men. However, her punches and kicks didn’t have much force behind them due to the amount of alcohol that she had consumed. Within seconds, the woman was overpowered by the horde of men that had scaled the counter.

“Get away from her!” the waitress screamed as she pushed a silent alarm beneath the counter.

Within minutes, a fully Mr. Big dressed rushes out from the back and begins to toss patrons left and right, making his way to the counter top. Once on the counter, the man began to distribute broken noses, large bruises to the face, and broken ribs to the men that were molesting Mai. As he dished out punishment, a disheveled King quickly buttoned her sweat covered shirt and ran toward Mai. With the assistance of the waitress, they pulled Mai from the counter to safety.

“What . . . happened . . . King . . . what are . . . you . . .” Mai hiccuped.

“It’s okay,” King assured her as Mai glanced up at the counter and saw a bald man with sunglasses taking the various men to school.

“Wow,” Mai hiccuped right before she passed out, totally missing the part where Mr. Big and his own men began to throw all the customers out of the bar.

*****

The Next Day

Mai Shiranui stared at her cup of coffee as tried to fight off the effects of her hangover. Seated across from her was Mr. Big, who was ready to add more coffee to her mug if needed. Mai couldn’t believe what had happened last night. She knew that she was drunk and she was surprised to see Mr. Big when she woke up. The man was slumped against the wall, sleeping, but facing her. Mai laid on her side with her face hanging off of the bed, right above a metal trash can that she had puked into. The woman knew that if she were lying on her back, she probably would have drowned herself in her sleep. That’s when she remembered the last image before she passed out at the bar. She remembered seeing Mr. Big beating the crap out of the attackers. The brunette reasoned that the man with the assistance of King had returned her to her home, and they both must have spent the night. Mai knew she had to thank them so she quickly took a shower even though her head was killing her. Afterwards, she made coffee, but not before accidentally bumping into Mr. Big and waking him up. The man asked her all sorts of questions about her health as he helped her to the kitchen, where he sat her down, and began to make a few concoctions to cure her hangover. Mai drank all of them and eventually she preferred the coffee. The two chatted and Mai discovered that Mr. Big was King’s new partner.

“Are you okay?” Mr. Big asked as he waved his hand in front of Mai’s blurry eyes.

“Yea,” Mai replied. “Is King coming back?”

“She went to visit her brother at the hospital. After you’re well, I’m headed back to her bar, where I have to clean up the mess from last night.”

“I’m really sorry about that,” Mai blushed, remembering the spectacle that she caused.

“Don’t be. After I threw the scum out of the bar, several people asked about your show. They even threw a lot of money at King to see it again.”

“I doubt I will do it again.”

“Nor am I asking. The woman like you is probably use to men showering you with attention.”

“Well . . .” Mai began to speak.

“Come now. What fool would not pay attention to you?” Mr. Big smiled.

“I can think of one person.”

“That man is an idiot. You need to be appreciated!” Mr. Big spoke.

It was the second time that Mai had heard such a statement in the last twenty-fours hours and it resonated in her head. She had waited for so long for Andy and yet he had never paid attention to her. If she were drunk, he probably would have carried her home, but he would have went and trained in the morning, not even bothering to watch her, making sure that everything was okay, but Mr. Big did. The woman thought about the man for a few seconds before mustering up enough courage to ask her question. “So are you and King more than partners?” she asked as she took a sip of her coffee.

“I’m not sure I follow. King and I have a business relationship. I want to help her save Jan’s life. Due to your performance, we’re going to try an amateur night at the bar. Nobody has to strip, but the tease should be enough to get people into the bar. If enough people come, there might be enough money to pay for Jan’s hospital bills.”

“Stripping, that’s pretty low.”

“Not really. The women are doing it for a good cause since all the money will go to Jan. Plus, it’s not stripping at all. It’s really about empowerment. All the eyes glued on the performer, who can do whatever she wants. She will have the crowd eating out of her hand. Best of all, nobody has to strip; just dance. It’s a win for everyone.”

Mai remembered the attention that she received and she kind of liked it. However, she didn’t want to say anything, because she didn’t want to make a bad impression. There was something about Mr. Big. Mai couldn’t put her finger on it, but she realized that in the last few minutes and probably during the entire night, Mr. Big had gave her more attention than Andy has in years. “I’ll think about,” Mai replied as Mr. Big filled her mug.

*****

Week

Mai Shiranui had danced on top of tables in King’s bar for a week now. Mr. Big always kept an eye on the crowd as she danced. Occasionally, she could see a supportive smile on his face before he returned his attention to the crowd, making sure that none of them got any ideas. Mai felt safe around the man, knowing that he was allowing her to receive the attention that she always wanted. Thus, on this particular night, Mai was dressed up as a geisha with a red kimono on. Her face was ghostly white except for the fiery red eyeliner and lipstick that she wore. She carried a large red umbrella as she supported the thick wooden handle on her shoulder. The woman sauntered around the stage spun the umbrella as it rested on her shoulder. Men could see the top of her cleavage as the kimono struggled to encase them. Additionally, the kimono was made of soft cotton that allowed Mai to push the fabric aside to show off her smooth and bare long legs, much to the crowd’s delight.

“Mai! Mai! Mai!” the crowd chanted as Mai ate it up. The woman loved the attention that the crowd gave and the men were more than happy to give it.

“Eat your heart out, Andy Bogard,” Mai smiled to herself as she bent her right leg and made sure that it stuck out from under kimono. The crowd cheered and whistled in approval as she moved the fan to the front where it was parallel to her body. She then spun the umbrella with her two hands. Faster and faster it went until the woman opened her palms and the umbrella went flying into the crowd like a broken helicopter. Numerous men pushed and leapt for the umbrella, but none were able to catch it. Instead, it fell on the floor as a mob of bodies lunged toward. Mai once again giggled as she saw Mr. Big standing next to bar with another bartender. The woman could see the man slowly directing the bouncers with his fingers, making sure that the mod didn’t get out of hand. Of course, the woman knew he was also keeping track of her.

“Mai! Mai! Mai!” the crowd chanted as a man appeared from the pile, triumphantly holding up the folded umbrella as a small trickle of blood dripped from his forehead. The man’s white shirt was also ripped in multiple places. Blue and black bruises could also be seen underneath the shirt as well as on the man’s face. Yet, he was happy.

Mai giggled to herself as she slowly undid the cloth belt that held the kimono together. As her hands slowly undid the belt, the men cheered and whistled even more. Out of the corner of her eye, she could even see the bouncers getting involved. A slight tingle went up the woman’s spine as she got excited by all the attention, something that Andy never gave her. Urged on by the men, the woman quickly pulled the belt off and flung it into the crowd as her hands kept the kimono tightly shut. Once again, the men herded together, except this time, they were trying to get the belt instead of the umbrella. “So cute,” Mai giggled to herself.

“Mai! Mai! Mai!” the chants continued.

“Oh what the hell,” Mai said to herself as she reached inside the kimono and with a quick move, she tossed the kimono aside and whipped out two large opened fans. The fan in her right hand was placed over her crotch while the fan in the left hand hid her breasts. Men that dove for the kimono suddenly stopped moving while the majority of the men stopped breathing when Mai began to change the positions of the fans rather quickly. This meant that depending on the viewers’ angle, they received a great view of the women at various seconds.

For the first time in the night, the crowd was dead silent as they moved their heads trying to get a better view. However, the skilled woman didn’t keep her hands still long enough. Instead, the men constantly saw a flash of flesh, but not long enough for their brain to process it. This went on for several minutes as Mai enjoyed the gawking and drooling faces, moving with every one of her movements. However, one overzealous fan reached up and grabbed the woman’s leg. “Slow down!” he yelled.

Suddenly, other people in the crowd began to reach up and grab the woman’s legs. “Damn it!” Mai snarled as she started using the fans to slap people and hands away. Since Mai was now busy fending people off, the others were able to see her large assets and the cheered. Other members of the crowd were energized by the cheers and began to climb onto the table. The woman was able to knock off a few, but the wave of assailants was just to great.

“Get off of her!” Mr. Big shouted as he leapt onto the table and began to knock people off in rapid succession. The man was also able to slip of his fur coat for Mai to cover herself up with as he pummeled the rowdy customers left and right. Quickly, the bouncers came in and began to throw people toward the door.

“Mai!” King shouted as she ran from the back and helped the woman off the table. Some customers tried to grab them, but were stopped by Mr. Big. This allowed King to take Mai to the backroom where she locked the door.

“Thanks!” Mai panted.

“Are you okay?”

“Sure. Thanks to the man with the sunglasses. Who is he anyway?”

“He’s my partner. He’s the one that has come up with all the marketing ideas for this bar. He’s basically coming up with ideas to help me save Jan’s life,” King replied.

“Interesting,” Mai grinned.

“Stay here. I’m going outside to check on things,” King spoke as she quickly opened the door and exited the room, locking it behind her.

As Mai stood in the room, she brought the collar of the coat to her nostrils and took a deep breath. “Smells nice and a nice man to boot. Always keeping an eye on me, giving me the opportunity to garner the attention I so richly deserve. I think that deserves a reward,” Mai smiled to herself as she spied a bottle on a table. The woman waited and waited, but no one came back to the room to fetch her. Feeling bored, the woman strolled toward the table and gripped the bottle. “Why not?” she shrugged as she popped the cork and began to drink.

*****

An Hour Later

“Dank you fore helfing me toooday,” Mai Shiranui slurred as the woman staggered into Mr. Big’s bedroom. The woman was still wearing his coat as the man closed the door behind him. “Nnnniiiccceee,” the woman giggled as she saw the large bed.

“Please,” Mr. Big smiled. “You don’t need to praise me for helping Jan. It’s the least I can do. I am King’s partner after all. I can’t imagine doing anything except help. So there’s no need to thank me anymore.”

“Heeeeheee,” the woman giggled. “Ceelly, not you. De bed.”

“The bed?” Mr. Big feigned surprise.

“Yesss,” the woman spoke as she turned him to face her and pushed him onto the bed.. Without wasting a second, she gripped the jacket and tossed it to the ground as if it were her kimono from earlier in the night. Her nipples were already erect and Mr. Big had to try real hard not to have his eyes pop out of their sockets. The drunk woman slowly gyrated by swaying her hips side to side as her big breasts bounced about. Her shaved sex began to leak as she approached the man that had saved her on numerous occasions, was helping her friend and her friend’s brother out, and someone that had helped her receive the attention that she craved. Mai knew what she wanted to do and she wasn’t go to let anything stop her.

“Mai . . . I . . .” the man stammered as the woman bent forward and slowly rubbed her breasts against the man’s cheeks, fogging up his sunglasses in the process.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” the woman spoke sounding quite sober as she cupped her breasts and stuck them in his face. Mr. Big’s sunglasses were pushed back by the initial thrust, but he titled his head until they centered again. Then he used his front teeth and bit down on Mai’s right nipple as his tongue quickly rubbed the bud. “Ohhhhhh!” Mai moaned as shivers of pleasure ran down her spine.

“So big,” Mr. Big moaned as he sucked and slurped Mai’s nipples. His hands pawed and squeezed her soft, yet firm tits. The woman became flushed as a small trickle of honey slid down her left leg. Slowly, the trickle increased and after a good ten minutes, honey from the woman’s sex was dripping down both her legs as Mr. Big continued to feast on her impressive breasts.

In the end, Mai Shiranui couldn’t take it anymore as she pulled her breasts away from the man. She could see several bite marks on her breasts and slowly rubbed them before the fire in her loins won out. The woman looked at Mr. Big and with a mighty push, the man flopped onto the bed. Without any urging, the man undid his belt and struggled to get his pants off, but he finally did after several long seconds. Lust burned in Mai’s eyes as she leapt onto the bed and tore the man’s boxers to shreds before mounting him. The woman felt the felt the man’s large member, which had gotten hard after sucking on her breasts, push past her pussy lips and was stretching her walls. “OH YES!” the woman moaned as the surge of pleasure and lust was burning away the alcohol in her body.

“Yes,” Mr. Big moaned as his hands gripped the woman’s shapely hips and began to thrust into her causing his bed to creak and squeal.

“Yes! Oh Yes! Give it to me! Fuck me!” Mai Shiranui panted as leaned back and rode him. Her hands gripped the man’s knees as her giant breasts bounced all over the place. The woman rode the entire length of the man’s member as she moaned and thrashed her hair about. With each thrust, pleasure shot through her body. Thus, in a matter of minutes, the woman exploded in the first of many orgasms as her world became nothing but orgasms and the hard thick member pumping away in her sex.

*****

Two Hours Later

“Good night,” Mai Shiranui spoke as she kissed Mr. Big.

“Good night, Mai,” the man replied when the woman finally pulled her wet lips from his. “Do you want one of my men to drive you home?”

“No need. After that wild fucking, I don’t sleep I can sleep unless I walk all the way home,” the woman smiled as she stuck her hands into her coat’s pockets. “I’ll see you tomorrow and tell King I’ll be back.”

“I will,” the man spoke as he watched Mai exit his bedroom and walk away. The man waited several minutes after hearing the front door slam shut. That’s when he closed and locked the bedroom door before making his way to a large closet. The man threw the doors open, where a totally nude and gagged King awaited him. The woman’s legs were spread and her ankles were secured to her floor while her arms were raised high above her head, where they were manacled together and secured to the ceiling. Two vibrators were stuffed into her sex and one in her ass while several smaller ones were strapped all over her body, keeping her body excited. The woman was covered in sweat and drool was constantly flowing out from under te gag. Mr. Big only smiled as he removed the gag.

“Please . . . not Mai,” King panted as she saw the man undue the manacles around her wrists.

“Mai is mine! Just like you!” Mr. Big snarled as he slapped the woman hard across her face, leaving a bright red mark. “Now hurry up and get those vibrators off and come to bed.”

King sobbed as she reached down and pulled the vibrators out of her sex and ass. She then quickly yanked the ones on her body. The woman was happy to get the disgusting things off of her. Then she bent down and freed her ankles from the floor. King then groaned as she tried to walk her exhausted body out of the closet and to the bed, where Mr. Big laid naked and waiting for her. After several long minutes, King finally reached the bed. “Please, not Mai,” the woman begged again as made her way to Mr. Big.

“Did you see and hear everything?” the man asked as King’s hands began to caress and stroke his dick.

“Yes.”

“I didn’t hit on her. She hit on me,” the man replied, not telling King about the aphrodisiac that he had added to the alcohol that Mai drank while she waited inside the room that King left her in.

“Yes, but she seemed drunk.”

“She was drunk, but she wasn’t drunk when she forced me to suckle her tits.”

“You own me. I’m one of your whores. I am one of Mr. Big’s whores. You already have enough . . . there’s no need to . . .”

“To have Mai? Oh yes there is and you’re going to help!”

“No!” King quickly blurted out only to be slapped hard across the face.

“If you’re my whore, I’m sure you will. Now, are you my whore or does Jan need to leave the hospital?”

King didn’t respond as she mounted the man and slid his member inside her warm drooling sex. The vibrators had made her very horny and she wanted to satisfy the lust that burned inside her, the lust that Mr. Big had forced upon her body. With as much force as she could muster, King impaled herself and slid more than half of the man’s large member int her sex. She then began to slowly ride him, building momentum, and gradually increasing her speed. Her hands gripped his wrists and placed them on her breasts. “I’m your whore, Mr Big. Place your hands on my tits for they are yours just like me,” the woman spoke trying hard not to cry.

“Starting tomorrow, Mai becomes a regular at the club. When she performs, you’ll stay out of site, servicing clients in the back. Also, a special room will be built for Mai here at the bar. You’ll pretend that I’m not fucking her and you’ll never mention anything bad about me. Continue to feed her lies and exaggerations about me helping people. I’ll compliment her and treat her like a true lady, something that Andy Bogard fails to do. After a week, you’ll tell her that Jan needs way more money for a surgery. I’ll pretend to be distracted by this and unable to come up with the funds. That’s when we’ll ask our patrons what kind of show we could provide to raise money. They all want to see an S&M show with Mai and yourself. It’s your job to sell her the idea. Got it?” Mr Big snarled as he squeezed King’s breasts as if he were trying to crush them into oblivion.

“I . . . I understand,” King cried openly as she continued to ride the man wildy.

*****

One Week Later

Mai blew kisses into the crowd as the men applauded and cheered her performance while Mr. Big and his men watched from various points of the club. The woman then left the stage and was handed a robe by Mr. Big. She smiled and hugged him before returning to her dressing room while the patrons began to exit the bar. Once inside her dressing room, Mai sat down in front of the vanity mirror and began to fix her makeup.

“Can I come in?” King asked as she opened the door and popped her head inside the room.

“Sure,” Mai replied.

“We need to talk,” King spoke as she appeared in Mai’s mirror, standing directly behind the woman.

Mai held her tongue as a lump appeared in her throat. For the past week, she had been screwing Mr. Big’s brains out right after closing while King was cleaning up the bar. At least that was the impression that Mai had since Mr. Big informed her that King was cleaning up the bar. When in reality, King was nude and secured in the closet, and was forced to watch the entire spectacle only to copy her friend’s actions once she was gone. However, for the first time ever, Mai thought King had caught her and she didn’t know how to break it to her friend since Mr. Big was King’s business partner and she always spoke highly of him as if they had feelings for each other. “About what?” Mai finally answered as she began to sweat.

“It’s about Jan,” King sighed.

A wave of relief swept over the Japanese woman as she retracted all the beads of sweat back into her forehead. “When is he being released from the hospital?” she asked cheerfully.

“There’s a problem.”

“What kind of problem?”

“We don’t have enough money for the surgery that he needs. Mr. Big has been scratching and clawing trying to find money, but it’s just not adding up.”

“Mr. Big such a nice man. I really should thank him later,” Mai thought to herself as a mischievous smile appeared on her face.

“Everything okay?” King inquired as she saw the smile on her friend’s face.

“Maybe we can dance to raise money,” Mai quickly replied as she was snapped out of her reverie and didn’t want to let the cat out of the bag. Especially since Mai wasn’t sure how her friend would feel if she found out that she was having sex with Mr. Big almost on a nightly basis.

“That’s not a bad idea. In fact, I wanted to talk to you about that.”

“Really?” Mai spoke as she turned around in her chair to face her friend.

“I took a survey without telling Mr. Big. The patrons are willing to pay big bucks to see a S&M performance involving us. Mr. Big is totally against this. He says we shouldn’t do it since he can find the funds,” King lied hoping that Mai will want Mr. Big to locate the funds.

“He’s a hardworking man,” Mai smiled. “But . . . how much money will the performance make?”

“Enough for Jan’s surgery and the time it takes for him to recover. We’re looking at a good month’s worth of funds to pay for medical bills,” King spoke still hoping that her friend would reject the idea.

“So it’s an important surgery?”

“Yes, but . . .”

“When does he need to have the surgery?”

“By week’s end. But . . .”

“But nothing! I hate to go against the Mr. Big’s wishes, but if it helps out your brother, I’ll do it!” Mai eagerly agreed, hoping to relieve the man’s stress while helping her friend at the same time. It was the least she could do for Jan and King since she was sleeping with King’s partner behind her back.

“Thanks,” King spoke as she hugged her friend and quickly left the room. Once the door was slammed shut, tears streamed down her eyes as Mr. Big approached her and forcefully ripped her shirt open. The woman tried to stifle her tears as bouncers tore her clothes off. Once she was nude, Mr. Big handed her some vibrators. King began to place them on her body as she walked toward the bedroom, preparing to be locked into the closet while Mr. Big fucks her friend.

*****

Three Days Later

“I don’t want to go on stage,” Mai Shiranui whined as the crowd sat back and prepared for the woman’s entrance.

“We have to get on stage!” King snapped.

“No! I don’t want to! I don’t want to!” Mai retorted again and again.

Suddenly, a loud slap reverberated through the entire building. The slap came just seconds after Mai spoke her sentence. Afterwards, there wasn’t a sound. After a few long seconds, the silence was broken. “We’re going to the stage now, you fucking slut!” King snarled as the woman appeared on stage.

“Holy shit!” some of the paying customers yelled and clapped as they saw King stand alone on the stage.

King wanted to die as she stood alone on the stage. The blonde woman was dressed in a black leather corset that hugged her stomach and ribs, but showed off her ample breasts. Basically, the corset ended below her breasts while two triangles extended upward, covering her nipples and had a hard time of covering up her breasts. King was also wearing a black collar with an O-ring in front that had to straps that connected to the triangles that covered her nipples. In the front of the corset, four buckles and a slew of string kept the corset nice and tight on the woman before it ended in a V-shape, revealing the thin black leather thong that covered her sex. The woman’s thighs were bare except for the black leather stiletto boots which matched the woman’s black elbow-length gloves. Right below King’s eyebrows were a bright yellow line of makeup while a pair of bright yellow earrings in the shape of paddles adorned her ears. In the woman’s hands was black riding crop. King slapped the crop into her left palm a few times as she reminded herself that she was doing all this for Jan’s sake. Thus, if it wasn’t for Jan, she would have never became Mr. Big’s partner, let alone ever wearing such a vile outfit.

The crowd soon erupted into a round of thunderous applause and whistles as Mai Shiranui, who wore her infamous red outfit that allowed spectators to catch a great side view of the woman’s breasts, stumbled onto the stage. Her hands were tied behind her back. The female ninja had a bright, but fading red hand mark on the left side of her face. Instantly the crowd inferred that King had struck the woman in the back, silencing her. That’s when the crowd realized that King was playing the dominant female and Mai was the submissive, making them mistress and slave, which got the men’s juices going. A loud round of applause filled the room, but quickly stopped when King slapped the crop hard across Mai’s buttocks. At that time, a bouncer throws a wet rag onto the stage. Without missing a beat, King pulls Mai’s top and reveals her friend’s breasts to the hungry crowd. Unknown to the crowd, King was crying on the inside, reminding herself that she had to do it for Jan. Thus, putting on a courageous face, the woman continued to follow Mr. Big’s script. “Clean the stage, bitch,” King snarled as she slapped the crop across her palm.

“Yes mistress,” Mai whimpered as she dropped onto her knees and spread her legs, plastering her breasts against the rag and dragging it along the stage. Her body was very low, yet the men could still see a good portion of the woman’s bouncy breasts that were pressed tightly against the rag, wetting them as she perspired. Of course, the crowd exploded when they saw Mai turn and wiggle her ass as she continued to clean. The woman circled the stage and every time she passed King, the woman would give her a slight kick to the buttocks to make her go faster. This sent the crowd into quite the frenzy.

After several minutes and several passes, King took a deep breath before ordering Mai to stop. Without saying another word, King kicked Mai in the ribs. The woman made sure that it was not a hard kick since she didn’t want to injure her friend yet. Then with another deep breath, she prayed that Mai would forgive her as she lifted her right leg and pressed the heel into the woman’s right tit. Mai screamed as the crowd erupted into cheers. “Stupid slut! You went to slow!” King hissed, trying to hold back the tears.

“I’m sorry mistress,” Mai panted. “Should I clean the floor with my hair or tongue?”

The crowd began to chant, half for the hair and half for the tongue, but King didn’t want to even respond. Instead, she ground her heel into the woman’s breast even more. “Neither!” she spat, but the crowd didn’t boo since they were too busy watching the woman dig her heel into Mai’s heaving breast that seemed to engulf the heel. King then took another deep breath, reminding herself that she was doing everything for Jan. Then she stepped off the woman’s breast and picked up the rag before returning her heel to the breast. “I’m going to punish you on stage in front of these men,” she spat again as she dug her heel into Mai’s tit.

“OHHH!” Mai screamed as she arched her back and slid her head against the stage bringing a loud cheer from the crowd. Basically, the woman was thrusting her chest upward, trying to swallow King’s heel.

King was shocked by the turn of events. She thought Mai would burn a hole through her with hatred. King didn’t know that Mai was truly turned on. Instead, she thought it was just an act much like hers. She wanted to stop, but she knew that if she did, Jan would be doomed. Thus, King continued to fight back the tears and she increased her efforts. Making things worse for King, the more she dug the heel, the more Mai thrust up and the more she screamed. “I’m so sorry,” King’s mind screamed, hoping that Mai didn’t feel too much pain.

Mr. Big watched from the crowd and liked what he saw. He knew that Mai was firmly in his grasp now. After the show, he would offer the woman a new life time contract to serve as one of his girls. He was formulating plans for the woman and he knew she would sign. She was a very trusting girl, her trust in him was almost as big as her tits put together. What made it even better was that he never forced her. Instead, he simply manipulated her and the situation. He chuckled when he thought about King’s reaction when he would break the news that Mai signed an ironclad contract and it was all because of her help. He knew King would be devastated, but still unable to do anything even when Mai would join her by his side in the bedroom. “Delightful,” the man thought.

Back on stage, King pulled her heel off Mai and squeezed the soaked rag, twisting it until all the dirty water poured onto Mai’s body. The woman shivered as the cold water drenched her body. Once again, King was shocked when Mai cooed and moaned as the cold water soothed the burning in her breasts. “I love it when you treat me like a dirty whore. It makes me so wet. I’m as filthy and wet as that rag,” Mai moaned much to the pleasure of the crowd.

Almost flabbergasted, King tried very hard to recover from the shock. It took the woman several seconds, but she managed to pull herself together, convincing herself that her friend was just playing along and that she didn’t hold King personally responsible for the vile treatment. “Very well slut,” King hissed still trying to covering up the fact that she wanted to cry. “I don’t want to waste my time with such a dirty whore. I’ll simply pick one from the crowd,” King spoke as numerous people leapt from their seats extending their arms. “I don’t know. The crowd seems pretty dead. There’s not even any money on the stage. I guess we’ll just have to send them home,” King sighed. Within seconds numerous bills flew onto the stage. King immediately spotted several large bills and almost cried knowing that her friend had acted her part and didn’t even complain. Of course, she was unaware that Mai was getting off from it. To assist her friend, King surveyed the crowd and tried to find the safest person that she could. She looked for the attire, appearance, and enthusiasm. King spotted a man in a business suit, who was sipping his wine while the men around him jumped up and down. “You!” she pointed at the man, who slowly got onto the stage.

“Be gentle,” Mai whimpered as the man stood next to King.

“Take the crop. You can use it if you like. However, you do have a limited time,” King spoke as she handed the man the crop and a bouncer stood on the stage.

“No problem,” the businessman smiled as he helped Mai to her feet like a true gentlemen, even dusting the woman off.

“There you go, Mai,” King spoke to herself. She knew she had helped her friend out as she left the stage and found Mr. Big. Suddenly, she heard a hard slap followed by an ear-shattering scream. Immediately, she knew that it was the crop slamming against flesh. King turned and saw the man rain several hard hits across Mai’s breasts, making them as red as her outfit. She could see tears flow from her friend’s eyes and tried to pull herself away from the hits. Instantly, King wanted to run back onto the stage, but Mr. Big gripped her arm and pulled her to the bedroom.

Once inside the bedroom, he bent King over a round table with several monitors close to her face. He undid the woman’s corset and rammed his member into her sex, squashing the woman’s breasts against the table. There, he fucked the woman forcefully as he gripped her hips, slamming his hips against hers repeatedly, filling the room with constant slapping. However, the sound was barely audible to King as she saw Mai being slapped repeatedly on stage. She saw the tears flowing from her face and heard the woman’s screams. King knew that she would never be able to look her friend in her eyes ever again since she had brought such pain and misery to her. She never thought that Mr. Big would force her to bring Mai to the club when she first signed. King had no idea that she would doom others to same fate all because she wanted to help Jan. But most importantly, she had no idea that the businessman was handpicked by Mr. Big. He knew she would pick him since the man didn’t look threatening. And of course, King had no idea that Mai was actually enjoying it especially since the crowd was cheering and throwing cash onto the stage like crazy.

*****

Later that Night

Mai Shiranui stepped out of the shower and gently rubbed the towel over her red and sore body. She had several blue and purple splotches on her body thanks to the crop. Her breasts were also very tender as she groaned when she dried them with the towel. And although she had been treated quite roughly by the businessman, Mai did get off on it, especially when she saw the money and the huge smile on Mr. Big’s face afterwards. In fact, Mai found that the rougher the treatment, the more wetter she got. She even lost track of the number of climaxes that she had on stage, especially when the man began to run the crop into her sex. Of course, the woman was in a very good mood thanks to the new contract that she just signed with Mr. Big, making her a permanent employee of his. She didn’t mind since she was in love with the man. He had shown her a whole new life and brought her body to life. Not to mention the fact that Mai was under the assumption that he was a good man trying to help King and Jan. “Can’t wait for him to fuck me tonight,” Mai thought to herself as she slowly wiped her arms with the towel.

“Can I come in?” King inquired as she knocked on the door.

“Sure,” Mai replied as King entered the room and covered her eyes. “Don’t be shy,” Mai cajoled her friend.

King blushed as she opened her eyes, too scared to tell Mai that she had already seen her nude plenty of times when she was locked in the closet. However, this time, King’s reaction was quite different. She saw the marks on Mai’s body and the woman broke out in tears. Instantly, King hugged her friend tightly, squishing Mai’s tender breasts. The Japanese woman was in pain, but said nothing as her sex began to moisten again. “I’m so sorry,” King apologized as she sobbed.

“No need to apologize. We made a ton of money for Jan. We should do it again some day,” Mai smiled as she lightly pushed King away. “Look at me, King. Look at my face. Good,” Mai spoke when King finally looked up at her. “I don’t mind what happened on stage. It was worth it. Mr. Big tells me that we made enough money for Jan. Everything is fine,” Mai smiled.

King couldn’t believe the reaction of her friend. Hearing those words and seeing the sacrifice that Mai made for Jan and herself tug on the woman’s heart strings and made her cry some more. Inside King was dying, knowing what she had to do now. Her friend was so pure and trusting, yet here she was, just minutes of setting Mai’s fate forever. Slowly King composed herself and spoke. “Mai. I’m sure you know that Mr. Big is more than just a business partner,” she uttered.

“I know. You’re friends,” Mai replied happily.

“Not just friends, but lovers,” King lied. “I’ve been fucking him for some time now. He didn’t want to, but I had to thank him for helping Jan. I couldn’t spare any money so I offered him myself. After tonight, I was hoping to . . . I was hoping . . . I was hoping that you would us in bed,” King finally said, hoping that her friend would turn down the request.

Mai Shiranui almost jumped. She didn’t know how to tell King that she had been sleeping with Mr. Big behind her back. Mai always thought that King was banging the man and that she would have to tell her that she too was banging him, but now, she didn’t. Mai now had a loophole to use. The woman thanked her good fortune. “Sure!” Mai replied happily much to King’s dismay.

*****

Later in the Bedroom

“Hmmmppphhh,” King moaned as she licked the head of Mr. Big’s member like a lollipop, coating it with her spit. The man was standing straight up while King knelt submissively before him, servicing his member. Strands of drool and his seed hung from the woman’s chin as she wrapped her lips around the head of the member. King took the man slowly into her mouth, slurping her tongue on his head and then against the sides of his member. Once he was deep enough in her, the woman began to bob her head up and down while her hands gripped his legs. King knew that her friend, Mai Shiranui, was staring at her. The woman also knew that once Mr. Big was hard, he would fuck Mai.

Mr. Big smiled as he gripped King’s soaking hair and guided her head up and down his shaft. “Ahhhh! A fine slut indeed,” Mr. Big panted.

“I can be a bigger slut,” Mai whined trying to catch the man’s attention.

King wanted to cry as she heard the words come out of her friend’s mouth. Part of King wanted to stop and warn Mai while the other half wanted to lick Mr. Big’s member to a full erection so that Mai could enjoy his cock. King was so conflicted as she licked and slurped the man’s member. Yet, during it all, part of her psyche was being turned on at the same time. King came to the realization that she must have looked like a dirty little slut sucking Mr. Big. The more she thought about it, the wetter she became. And the more she sucked, her mind began to flash to images of Mr. Big having his way with Mai and then King found herself even more turned on. Then without really thinking, King pulled her mouth off of the man’s dick. “Hmmm, I love it when you rub your seed all over my face and lips,” the woman panted as she slid the man’s member all over her lips as if she were applying lipstick. “Rub it all over my face so I can show you what a dirty little slut I am.”

“Lovely King, but I don’t want to leave Mai . . .” the man spoke as he pulled away and laid on the bed, much to King’s dismay.

“Mr. Big,” Mai giggled as she quickly straddled him and began to hump his dick as she impaled herself on top of him. The woman slammed herself down on his member over and over again, filling the room with sound of two bodies smacking into each other. Mai saw the sperm that decorated King’s lips and she wanted it inside her. She wanted to thank the man that had given her a new lease on life. Thus, her hands slid down her chest and gripped his wrists. She then pulled his hands off her hips and held them in front of her breasts. “Put your hands on my tits and claim me. Fuck me, Mr. Big. Fuck me!” Mai screamed as the man clamped down on the woman’s bruised and tender breasts. Pain shot through the woman’s buxom body and quickly became pleasure as she slammed herself with even more gusto. Within seconds, her eyes were glazed as she climaxed. The woman’s body shook violently before she passed out and fell forward. Mr. Big released her breasts as they squashed up against him. As Mai’s body continued to tremble, the man received quite a massage.

“King,” he spoke as he dumped Mai onto the bed. The blonde haired woman had regained her senses and sighed heavily before impaling herself onto Mr. Big’s rock hard member. “You’ve done well, my slut. Grip your tits like a true whore. Good King. Mai signed a contract much like yours earlier tonight. The trusting soul didn’t even bother to read it. She just signed it thinking that it gave her a permanent job here. In reality, she is mine, body and soul,” Mr. Big smiled as he smacked King hard on her ass before gripping her hips, slamming her onto his member.

“Please . . . Mr. Big . . . she doesn’t know . . .” King whined.

“And if you tell her, Jan won’t see the sun rise again. Remember King, you belong to me. You are my property. Since you and Mai are good friends. I expect you two to take it to the next level both in the bedroom and on stage. I want you two to become very good friends; very good friends,” the man smirked evilly.

“Please . . . I’m not a lesbi . . .”

“You’re not. You’re mine and you’ll do whatever I say. Understand?” the man snarled as he lifted her up and slammed her down onto his member with a great deal of force.

“YESSSS!!!” King sobbed as she climaxed and felt the man shoot his vile seed into her, knowing that Mai and herself would be very close friends soon, very close.

*****

Two Weeks Later

Night had fallen and the bar was alive with music and cheering. The male patrons were too busy watching the scene on the stage to worry about a frantic woman who had just rushed into the bar. The woman was Yuri Sakazaki and she had just crashed her boyfriend’s car. The car was meant for a charity auction and she promised that she wouldn’t touch it. Yet, she took it for a spin and now the car was totaled. With no one to turn to, Yuri rushed into King’s bar and searched for the woman.

“Can I help you?” a woman dressed like a Playboy bunny inquired.

“Where’s King?” Yuri blurted out.

“Who wants to know?” the waitress sniped.

“Her friend, Yuri Sakazaki!”

“I don’t know where she is at the moment, but she does tend to this bar,” the woman replied as she pointed at the counter immediately beside them.

“Go find her!” Yuri demanded.

“Cool your jets, she’ll be back,” the waitress spoke as she grabbed two large glasses of beer and went to serve the customers.

“Crap! I need money and King is nowhere to be seen! Man, this place seems to be alive than usual. It’s got kicking music and a large crowd cheering for the stripper on the stage . . . the STRIPPER ON THE STAGE!!! WHAT THE HELL?!” Yuri yelled as she stared at the buxom woman dancing on the stage with only a pair of white boots, a g-string, and her hands covering her breasts. The young woman saw that men throwing bill after bill onto the stage. She could see hundreds of dollars on the stage and that sum was just from the single bills that she saw. Yuri simply couldn’t count the large wads of cash that were on the stage. “That could be enough to pay for Robert’s car . . .” Yuri mused.

“YURI!!” King shouted as she stood behind the counter.

“King!” Yuri yelled as she was snapped out of her reverie.

“Did you need to see me?”

          “Yes! Oh yes! I wrecked Robert’s car and I need money,” Yuri spoke as she grew more frantic. “The car was meant for a charity auction and I promised that I wouldn’t touch it! And yet, when Robert left on a trip, I just couldn’t resist. Magazines said that there were more than a hundred horses under the hood and I wanted to see just how fast it would go. But I wasn’t paying attention and I wrecked the car! The car is totaled! It won’t fetch a dime now!”

“I would love to help, but I need my money for Jan,” King replied.

“OH CRAP! I’m so sorry! I totally forgot about that,” Yuri apologized as she glanced back to the stage.

“Yea, I had to change the place to make some money for Jan’s hospital bills. So don’t act too shocked. I’m not proud, but I want to help Jan so desperately.”

“How much do you think that girl made tonight?”

“Don’t even think about it,” King tried to warn her friend.

“I need the money King! I need it fast! And if you can’t lend me money, I have to think of something . . .” Yuri sighed, still trying to count all the bills even though she didn’t want to be on stage. As the woman surveyed the scene in front of her, King felt a knot in her throat as the waitress dressed like a bunny had returned earlier and heard the conversation. She then wrote something down on a napkin and handed it to a bouncer. King knew she had to get Yuri out of the club and quick.

*****

A Few Minutes Later

Mai Shiranui licked her lips as Mr. Big’s member beckoned her. The woman was totally naked as she knelt under his desk while he signed and filled out some paperwork for Jan’s treatment. The Japanese woman rubbed her lips against the head of the man’s shaft repeatedly before she opened her mouth. She then began to tease the man’s member as her tongue caressed the head of Mr. Big’s dick. Her hands cupped the man’s balls and began to squeeze and finger them within the palm of her hands. With a slight giggle, the woman began to take the cock into her mouth. Mai slowly slid the member deeper and deeper into her mouth. The woman breathed through her nostrils as the man’s member slid further in, growing more and more excited.

Mr. Big enjoyed the sensations that Mai provided immensely as he signed one document and then signed a large check for Jan. The man wanted to keep the appearance that all the funds that were made at the club were going to Jan. After his blowjob, he would show Mai the check and form, and the woman would reward him for his charitable efforts. The woman had no idea that thousands of dollars were coming into the club ever since King and Mai began to perform together on stage and not a penny of that was going to Jan. However, the more documents and checks that Mai saw go to Jan, the greater her love for Mr. Big became. Thus, the man had no problems signing the documents even though he hated to give up the money that his girls were making for him.

“Excuse me boss,” a bouncer spoke as he entered the room after knocking a few times without a response.

“Did you knock?” Mr. Big asked incredulously.

“For a few minutes . . .”

“Obviously, I was very busy. Now leave.”

“But boss, this is important.”

“How important?”

“Very.”

“Do I pay you to think?”

“No.”

“Then leave.”

“But King told me to . . .”

“When did you start taking orders from her?”

“I don’t, but she slipped me a note and one of the other dancers told me that King was talking to a Yuri Sakazaki. I thought it would be important.”

“Hand me the note,” Mr. Big spoke as the bouncer did just that. The man read the napkin real quick and smiled. He then reached under the table and gripped Mai’s chin, pulling her head off of his dick, disappointing the busty woman. “Mai sweetie. Are you friends with Yuri Sakazaki?” Mr. Big asked Mai, who was saddened by the man’s actions.

“Yes we are . . . did I do something wrong?” the woman asked.

“Of course not, Mai,” the man spoke as he released the woman’s chin and patted her on the head. “Yuri is in trouble. She wrecked her boyfriend’s car. A car that was to be donated to charity. Now she needs to replace it and quick. I can’t afford to give her any money since I just signed a large check for Jan,” Mr. Big spoke.

“You’re a good man,” Mai smiled as she kissed the head of his member, rewarding him for his kindness.

“I’m not a good man, Mai. I can’t help your friend.”

“Yes you can. She can dance for the crowd. I can help her. The crowd pays more when there are two girls on stage.”

“She might not want to do it.”

“I can talk to her.”

“We’ll let King do it. Are you really up for something like this?”

“Sure,” Mai smiled right before Mr. Big guided the woman to his member, where she happily sucked him.

Beckoning the bouncer toward him, Mr. Big quickly scribbled a few notes onto a sheet of paper and handed it to the bouncer. “Make sure King follows my instructions,” Mr. Big spoke. The bouncer glanced down at the notes and smiled. He knew it was going to be a great night.

*****

Two Hours Later

The crowd clapped loudly as the half the stage was lit. Standing on the stage was Mai Shiranui dressed black fishnet stockings with a pair of four inched black pumps. She also wore a white thong. Right above the thong was a red belt with white numerous white ovals on it. Each oval had a picture of Mr. Big’s face on it. However, the crowd was really cheering her top, which was made out of black fishnets just like her stockings and allowed everyone to see Mai’s large assets. It was connected to the red collar that the woman wore and stretched down to her breasts like a small V, barely encasing them, allowing her breasts the opportunity to pop at the sides with any wrong motion. Once past her breasts, it wrapped around her ribs and stomach like any other dress. Finishing off the outfit was a red cloth that was tied in the back on her head that clung to her mouth and nose like a mask.

Then the other portion of stage was lighted, revealing Yuri, who was seated on a chair with a large pole behind her. The woman was blindfolded by a red cloth, the same color and material as Mai’s mask. Her legs spread and her arms were pulled behind her back, where they were bound to the pole by another red cloth. Neither the crowd nor the Mai knew that the woman was incredibly drunk since King had given the woman a couple of strong drinks at the direction of Mr. Big. King then gave the woman quite a lot of breath mints to hide the alcoholic smell. Of course, the crowd wouldn’t have cared if they smelled alcohol or not, and at the moment, they were too busy filling the room with their own alcoholic breaths as they cheered boisterously.

Mai feeling her chest beat with excitement strolled over to Yuri. Mr. Big had informed Mai that Yuri agreed to perform and that she would be playing the submissive. Mai wanted the fans to empty their pockets since Yuri needed the cash and Mr. Big wasn’t able to spare any funds after signing a large chunk of her and King’s earnings. Of course, they still fell short and Mr. Big used his own money to make ends meet. Mai felt her love for Mr. Big grow as she saw how much he was willing to sacrifice, totally oblivious to the fact that his bouncers were collecting thousands of dollars at the door and the money being thrown on stage was just extra. With the thought of money constantly on her mind, Mai pressed her chest against Yuri’s right arm and gave the woman a slight massage as Yuri moaned and sunk her shoulders.

“Please reconsider,” King pleaded as she stood next to Mr. Big in the back of the room, hidden by darkness.

“Reconsider? I should reconsider our agreement, King. You are mine and yet you almost allowed the woman to escape. Luckily one of my other girls gave her a spiked drink before she could leave. Now, tell me why she needed money,” Mr. Big ordered as he sat down onto a large black couch that was part of an exclusive booth.

“Yuri wrecked Robert Garcia’s car. It was slated to be auctioned off to help some homeless children. Earlier, Yuri promised Robert that she wouldn’t touch the car while he was away, but she couldn’t resist,” King spoke with a tinge of sadness in her voice. The woman saw Mr. Big spread his legs and immediately knew what he wanted. She took off her clothes and made her way to seated man. There she turned and squatted over his lap. She heard him unzip his trousers. King then reached down and gripped the man’s hard cock and began to feed it into her sex as she lowered herself onto his member.

“And where is Robert Garcia?” Mr. Big inquired as he reached forward and cupped the woman’s breasts, twisting and pulling on her nipples.

“Away,” King panted as she humped the man’s dick. “He’s away. That’s all she told me.”

“We’re going to blackmail her, King. Make sure that Mai knows nothing of it. If it was revealed that Yuri was stripping at a sneezy bar, her father would be mortified as well as her family friends. Her family dojo has worked very hard to regain their reputation, it would be a damn shame if Takuma and Ryo were disgraced by this incident. Of course, it would also be a pity if Jan died because you wouldn’t obey me.”

“Nooo, Mr. Big,” King panted as she increased her speed. “I’ll do it. Tell this stupid slut what she needs to do. Command me.”

“After Mai is done with Yuri, I’m going to allow the crowd to paw and molest her defenseless body. The cameras are already rolling, but they will continue to roll. When she is finally returned to the back, you will confront her and give her the appropriate papers to sign. At the same time, my bouncers will make sure that Yuri sees some of the tapes. Remind her that if she fails to sign or cooperate, those tapes will be widely distributed near and far. I highly doubt that her father and brother will be very understanding of the situation especially when it’s her good friend helping her strip on stage. She will then move into Mai’s old room for the time being. We’ll ease her in so Mai doesn’t suspect anything. However, she will watch us fuck tonight from your closet,” Mr. Big spoke.

“Yes master. Whatever you like, master,” King replied as she glanced back at the stage, trying to hold back the tears. Then something popped into her mind, there was still a way to save Yuri. “Mr. Big. What if you changed your plans for tonight. Yuri can’t possibly make enough money if she just dances. Have Mai leave the stage and the other waitresses appear. They can help her dance with her top up. She’ll make some money, but enough. You can offer her a special room for a later performance. Film that instead,” King panted hoping that the man would go for it.

“Interesting. Go to the stage and tell Mai to come down,” Mr. Big snapped at one of the bouncers, who quickly ran up to the stage.

Before he got there, Mai was getting the men into a frenzy. The busty Japanese woman had pulled off Yuri’s top and had lifted up her blue tube top, exposing her breasts. In addition, Mai was busy fingering Yuri’s pant covered sex, but the blue fabric was doing very little in stopping Mai’s probing fingers. In fact, the blue around Yuri’s sex was turning darker and darker as Mai increased the speed of her fingers. And of course, the louder the men cheered, the faster Mai went, totally blocking out Yuri’s weak protests. Within in seconds, Mai’s fingers were going so fast that the crowd could only see a red blur thanks to her red nails.

“OOOOHHHH!!!” Yuri screamed loudly as her blue pants began to change colors quickly around her sex. The woman’s body trembled like it was struck by a violent earthquake. Yet, Mai’s fingers continued their rubbing, making squishy sounds thanks to Yuri’s climax. Then to Yuri’s dismay, the fabric ripped, allowing her juice to splash against the stage while the cool air began to excite her loins.

Mai heard the roar of the crowd and traced her fingers along the woman’s inner thighs all the way to her exposed pussy. Then with a sly grin, the woman trailed her fingers back to the thigh and repeated the whole process with her sharp nails, causing Yuri to tremble. As Mai’s fingernails traced Yuri’s pussy lips, the young woman’s legs involuntarily slammed shut, trapping Mai’s fingers and forcing them deep inside her sex. Yuri moaned as Mai obliged and began to pump her fingers deeper into the helpless woman while two bouncers appeared on the stage. Within seconds, a frown appeared on Mai’s face as she quickly left the stage and was replaced by the waitress in the Playboy bunny outfit. The bouncers then left the stage and made sure Mai was out of sight before giving the woman a gesture.

“Alright Yuri,” the woman spoke. We’re going to pull the shirt over your head and expose your chest. Just start dancing and they’ll throw money onto the stage. If you don’t know how to dance, just sway from side to side. Understand?”

“Can you do it for me?” Yuri panted.

“Do what?”

“Lift the shirt. And please keep the blindfold on.”

“Very well,” the woman spoke as she helped Yuri to her feet before stepping behind Yuri and lifting the woman’s top above her head. The crowd erupted as they hooted and hollered in approval. Some individuals threw money onto the stage as Yuri’s exposed breasts jiggled with her swaying hips. “Good job,” the woman spoke as Yuri’s face was red with embarrassment.

*****

Four Hours Later

The crowd had gone home and Yuri was dressed again. The woman was busily counting the wad of money as she sat at the bar, where King was busily washing all the glasses. Yuri was thrilled to have made so much money, but it was a far cry in terms of replacing the sports car. “When can I dance again?” Yuri inquired after several minutes of absolute silence where she pondered the pros and cons.

“I suggest that you never do it again. Take the money and explain to Robert what happened. He trusts you and I’m sure he has the funds to replace the car.”

“It’s a limited edition.”

“That makes it even more expensive. Just tell Robert and everything will be okay. I advise you never to strip again,” King suggested.

“Looking out for me?”

“No. The bar has professional strippers. Let them do it. You don’t need to,” King spoke hoping her friend would leave before any trouble could arise.

“Hi Yuri. Great set!” the woman who was dressed as a bunny earlier spoke as she approached the bar wearing a t-shirt and jeans.

“I beg your pardon.”

“Nice set as in dance moves,” the woman replied.

“Thanks!” Yuri spoke proudly.

“Hey King. I can’t serve drinks and talk to those rich clients of yours tomorrow. I simply can’t. I know they pay well, but I have other things to do.”

“What other things?” King asked suspiciously.

“Family oriented things,” the woman replied as King quickly held her tongue.

“How much do they pay?” Yuri asked.

“A good fifty thousand if you sit with them for over five hours.”

“WOW! King! Can I do it? Can I?”

“Sure,” King finally replied after several minutes of silence. She knew that Mr. Big had outsmarted her.

“Great!” Yuri clapped.

“The gig starts at 8 pm sharp in the back room.”

“I’ll be there,” Yuri smiled at the waitress before pocketing her family and leaving the bar.

Once she was gone, the waitress looked at King and shook finger at her. “Shouldn’t have tried to talk your friend out of it. Mr. Big doesn’t like that, which is why we sent me here. You better strip and crawl on your hands and knees to the bedroom right now. He has a lot of things that he wants to discuss with you,” the waitress spoke as she headed for the door.

“Shit,” King muttered as she began to undress, knowing that it was going to be a long night.

*****

The Next Night

Yuri Sakazaki thought it was going to be an easy night. The waitress from the night before had informed her of the gig and a few hours ago, King had helped pick out an outfit for her. At first, Yuri wasn’t happy with the short gold colored spaghetti dress that stretched from the top of her breasts to mid-thigh. She was also wearing a large pair of silver hooped earrings, a generous amount of blue eye shadow and a heavy coat of red lipstick. However, since the young woman knew she could make a ton of money just by talking and serving drinks, she didn’t complain about the outfit. At first, that’s exactly what had happened; just drinking and talking. But as time passed, she found it harder and harder to deal with the drunken businessmen, ten in all. Before long, Yuri began to take shots with them, hoping to calm them down. However, the alcohol burned a straight path to her stomach and her bloodstream. Since Yuri was a novice drinker at best, her head began to swoon almost immediately. After several more drinks, the woman felt that her mind had floated out of her head and that she was simply observing and no longer in control. The men noticed this and they began to pour whiskey and liquor over Yuri’s head, drenching her hair and dress. Yuri voiced her objection, but was too drunk as two men lifted her off the couch and into the center of the room while more people poured their drinks on her, but managing to avoid splashing their drinks in her face.

“Nooo!” Yuri screamed only to have a man stuff a bottle into her mouth. With the help of another man, Yuri’s head was forced back and tilted to the sky as she was forced to her knees. Within a matter of seconds, Yuri guzzled down the contents of the bottle, trying to prevent herself from drowning. To the average eye, Yuri looked like a sad little baby sucking on a bottle, but it was far more serious since a baby chooses to drink like that and Yuri was being forced. Seeing the woman’s lips clasped over the head of the bottle gave the men several ideas, but one didn’t stick until one of the men unzipped his pants. And within seconds, numerous men had dropped their pants while Yuri continued to drink the contents of the bottle, feeling the alcohol coursing through her blood stream, making it harder to think and move. In fact, the woman’s attention was so engrossed on finishing the bottle that she didn’t even realize that the men had pulled her top down, exposing her heaving and glistening breasts.

The first man who unzipped his pants pulled the man with bottle away from Yuri’s mouth. Without any hesitation, he quickly rammed his member deep into her mouth before the woman could even close it. Yuri gagged as her body wretched in pain. Her jaw ached as the man slipped his dick further and further into her mouth. The alcohol had now caused Yuri’s head to swoon, covering her mind in a thick fog. She tried to raise her hands, but one single man gripped her wrists and pulled them behind her head while two other men kneeled down and began to lick the alcohol off her shoulders. However, one men quickly pointed out that alcohol was dripping off of Yuri’s breasts so the men were quick to pounce and lick the sides of her breasts, making Yuri moan and swallow even more dick. The other men were quickly dropped their pants and began to pleasure themselves.

Yuri wasn’t sure what was happening, the alcohol left her in a very disorientated and confused state. The young woman was simply not a drinker and had a very low tolerance for alcohol. Without really thinking, she tried to use her tongue to expel the dick inside her mouth, only to find that her tongue was simply pleasuring the man’s member. Within seconds, the man’s dick tightened and squirted a large load of hot spunk into her mouth. Then long strands of saliva and sperm began to dribbling from the corners of her mouth. Trying not drown again, Yuri instinctively swallowed only to find that the new drink was very salty.

A long line had formed behind the original man, who was now backing away, slapping his cock on Yuri’s left cheek in order to clean it before he sat down. Almost immediately, the two men licking the sides of Yuri’s breasts quickly backed off, knowing what was about to happen and didn’t want to get hit. Once they backed off, another man quickly stood before Yuri. However, the man was unable to stick his member into the fiery red lips. Instead, his hand had worked so furiously watching the first man pump his meat into the girl that he simply exploded right on the young woman’s face. Yuri’s glazed eyes were forced to close as warm spunk drenched her face and began to slide down her face like a slug on crack. The men all hollered and clapped as the exhausted man stumbled backward and hit the floor.

     The young girl got little respite as another man grabbed the back of her head and slapped his member repeatedly against her right cheek. Yuri groaned as she tried to open her eyes only to slam them shut due to the fact that a large pool of sperm still decorated her eyelids. Then without warning a large burst of spunk landed on her right cheek, close to the eyelid. Within seconds, the white mess began to drip down her face as the woman began to sob.

The third man was quickly replaced by a fourth, who simply tilted the girl’s head back and began to drip his seed onto her forehead, making it cascade down her nose before sliding off to the side. Yuri sobbed and opened her mouth, only to taste some of the disgusting cream. Immediately, she gasped and coughed, allowing a fifth man to simply jerk his member and blasted his sperm right into her mouth. The woman gagged and tried to spit it out, but she only managed to have it land back into her mouth as another man tilted her head back and blasted a shot on her right side again. Over and over again, men blasted their sperm against the top of her forehead, her cheeks, and her mouth. And they kept it up until every man had at least one trip up with some men going as far as three times.

Yuri wanted to scream, but every time she opened her mouth, something was always rammed past her lips. The men were merciless as they kept the woman guessing between bottles and dicks. After an hour or so, the young woman was no longer able to think straight. The alcohol had done its damage. Her willpower, which was already quite low thanks to the initial shots was now totally gone. Thus, she did nothing as the dress and panties were torn from her body. Being ever more embolden, the men began to grope and fondle the woman’s body as one man even went as far as ramming his fingers into Yuri’s lightly patched pussy. His fingers stretched her vaginal walls, causing the woman to groan loudly just before another cock was stuffed in her face. The men repositioned her so her legs were spread wide and her arms were pulled straight out. That’s when all the men targeted a single body part and began to jerk off to it except for the man who claimed her pussy with his fingers. Two of the men were lucky enough to wrap their meat inside the woman’s hands, forcing her to jerk them off. And of course, one man had the woman suck his member as he claimed his mouth. Eventually, the men would rotate, splashing their smelly seed all over Yuri’s body and stealing climaxes from her body. And every time Yuri climaxed, the men would laugh boisterously while comparing her to a wet dog drying itself off.

In the end, it was too much for the drunken beauty who had men rub their cocks against her defenseless body. She cried openly and coughed sperm, spitting some of it onto herself as she was cocooned by the sperm with a totally clean patch between her legs. The men knew not to touch her there or it would be curtains for them. In fact, some of them men began to splash some water against her hips, making sure that the water dripped down her sides. They even went as far as wipe her hips with her dress. As a man cleaned her hips, two other men splashed glass after glass of water onto her hands. That’s when the door opened.

“Are you done?” a feminine voice inquired.

          “Almost. See for yourself,” one of the man panted, trying to recover.

“Are you okay, Yuri?” the woman asked as she knelt beside the woman.

Yuri groaned as she lifted her arms and wiped away the spunk around her eyes. It took several seconds before she saw King’s face hovering over hers. “King? What’s going on?” the woman inquired as the alcohol was giving her an insane headache.

“I told you not to take this job,” King replied as she stood up and took off her short purple hot pants, revealing her shaved sex while the men began to pour water onto the woman’s legs. Then with large beach towels, the four bouncers that had entered the room with King were busy drying off Yuri’s legs. Once they were done, King tossed the pants to one of the bouncers, who quickly dressed Yuri with them.

“King? Pants . . . King . . . so . . . tight,” Yuri groaned.

“They have to be tight. I don’t want you to get pregnant here,” King spoke as she snapped her fingers and a bouncer sprayed Yuri’s body with a large green garden hose. The young girl screamed as they cold water washed the spunk off her, but caused her nipples to be fully erect.

Even though Yuri wanted to cover herself up or roll over, her tired body was unable to respond. Instead, she stared up at King’s nude figure. Once the water was turned off, Yuri couldn’t help but ask. “Why . . . are . . . you here, King? And whyyyyy . . . aren’t you dresssssed?” Yuri slurred still feeling the effects of the alcohol.

“I don’t wear much clothing back here. These backrooms belong to me and my clients. Men pay me to fuck me in these rooms. They make me crawl and plead. Some even whip me. I told you not to accept the offer, but you wouldn’t listen to me. Now it’s too late, Yuri. Mr. Big owns you too. I’m his property and this is his club. He’s been taping this whole scene and your father will get a front real seat if you don’t sign a contract with him,” King spoke as she began to cry. “I’m sorry. I tried to tell you, but you wouldn’t listen.”

“NO KING!” Yuri shouted as the name, Mr. Big, brought Yuri back to reality. She recognized the name of the man that had once kidnaped her, but now he had done something far worse.

“Sorry Yuri,” King sobbed as the bouncers lifted Yuri to her feet. They slammed a ball gag into her mouth and ripped the hot pants off, only to secure several vibrators to Yuri’s body. “You have to sign a contract that basically surrenders your body and soul to Mr. Big. You become his to command. If not, the tape will be given to your father and anyone that wants to see it. Now, we must go see Mr. Big, where he will claim you like he did me. You will become the newest stripper at the club whether you like it or not. Sorry Yuri, but my master beckons.”

“NNNNOOOOO!” Yuri screamed into her gag as the bouncers carried her out of the room with King leading the way.

*****

Later that Night

An incredibly exhausted Yuri was freed from Mr. Big’s closet and the vibrators were removed from her body by two of Mr. Big’s dancers. A third dancer held a contract that Yuri had just signed. Once the vibrators were off, the dancers quickly left the room, leaving Yuri with Mr. Big, an unconscious Mai and an equally exhausted King. Yuri glanced down at Mai and saw the large amount of sperm and pussy juice that covered the sleeping woman’s body. She couldn’t believe that her friend was actually one of Mr. Big’s lovers and that Mai eagerly obeyed the man’s vile commands to engage in intercourse with King. Of course, Yuri made no effort to approach the bed when Mr. Big beckoned her, so King painfully dragged herself off the bed and made her way to Yuri. “Come on,” King spoke as she gripped Yuri’s right arm.

“No . . . I . . . I . . . can’t . . . believe . . .” Yuri stammered as tears rolled down her face.

“Can’t believe this is happening?” Mr. Big replied. “I think you better believe it. If you continue to cry at that volume, you’re going to wake naive, but very busty Mai up. She’s a very hard worker and she was only trying to help. If she wakes up, your father will also get a rude awakening. Now, come here,” Mr. Big spoke as he sat at the edge of the bed.

Begrudgingly, Yuri allowed King to pull her to the bed. “She signed the papers just as you required, master.” King spoke as she released the woman’s arm and returned to the bed.

“He’s your master?” Yuri asked King in shock.

“I own King, I own Mai, and now, I own you,” Mr. Big smiled. “If you don’t agree, I’ll have my men take the tapes to your father now. Of course, the Internet sites will probably get millions of hits before my men even reach the dojo. I did glance at the contract that you signed before my dancer left with it, but if you like, I can pretend that it was never signed and I’ll be more than happy to alert my men to notify your father. ”

Without saying a word, Yuri cupped her breasts and pressed them against Mr. Big’s face. The woman groaned as she felt the man’s hot breath against her right tit, followed the warm trail of saliva that quickly drenched her nipple. She felt the man’s tongue flick and slurp her nipple into his mouth where he pressed his lips against the base while his teeth gnarled on the tip. Yuri tried to hold back her tears as she fed her breasts to the man, allowing him to chew and abuse them. Worse yet, the man’s hands were groping her buttocks, bringing her closer to him. The woman tried not to cringle as Mr. Big stared her in the eyes while abusing her nipples and slapping her ass. Yuri wanted to run, but the fear of her father seeing the sperm bath was just too for her. And it was that same fear that compelled her sign the contract that she was presented when she was released from the closet.

After several long agonizing minutes, Mr. Big released the woman’s breasts and gripped the woman’s hips. “How do you feel, Yuri?” Mr. Big asked as he looked her dead in the eye.

Tears streamed down the woman’s cheeks as she stared down at her spit covered breasts. Her only saving grace was that the spit was actually soothing the pain of the numerous deep bite marks that Mr. Big had left behind. Yuri had never felt so low as she saw Mr. Big smile and lie down onto the bed. The young woman then saw King slide over and began to lick the man’s tool. “King,” Yuri mouthed.

“Don’t worry Yuri,” Mr. Big smiled as he glanced up at the young woman. “You’ll get your chance, but not tonight. I have other plans for you and don’t worry about it. You’ll find out soon enough since licking and sucking on your nipples have already made me hard. The lubrication that King is applying is actually for you.”

Once again, Yuri didn’t say a word as she stepped onto the bed and waited for King to pull herself away. The young girl sobbed as King rolled away, leaving Mr. Big’s erect tool all alone. The man’s member wasn’t alone for long as Yuri slowly wrapped her pussy lips around the head of the member and began to bend her knees, allowing the man’s cock to enter her. Yuri grunted as she ground her teeth together. The young woman could feel pressure against her vaginal walls as Mr. Big’s cock began to fill and stretch her. Fresh tears dripped down the woman’s lovely face as the man’s member went deeper and deeper inside her until it met some resistance. A river of tears began to roll down Yuri’s cheeks as she braced herself. Then with clenched fists, the woman took a deep breath, raised herself slightly off of the man’s member, before violently impaling herself on it. Instantly, the young woman’s head titled back and released an earsplitting scream as Mr. Big’s member burst and shattered the woman’s hymen. Yuri had once been kidnaped by Mr. Big and she escaped, except this time, there was no escape for the woman and Yuri knew it as she began to oscillate on the man’s dick.

“Mai is still asleep,” King spoke as she too was crying.

Mr. Big smiled as he saw King’s hands covering Mai’s ears as the busty female ninja slept. “I bet your loving father would hate to see his daughter partaking in such an act, let alone your new profession. I should just show him the tapes and let you go on with your own life. Do you want that?” Mr. Big inquired as he returned his attention to Yuri.

“N . . . n . . .no,” Yuri finally spoke after gritting her teeth for the longest time. “Don’t show him the tapes.”

“Then would you mind telling me some of the rules that you agreed to when you signed the contract?” Mr. Big inquired as he reached up and fondled Yuri’s breasts.

The young woman cringed when she felt his hands against her breasts, but the woman swallowed her pride and fought back the tears. “From this day forth, my every waking and sleeping moment revolves around sex. Whenever my hands aren’t being used to pleasure others, I am to masturbate. It can be used to entertain others or it will just keep me ready to be fucked by you,” Yuri sobbed.

“Go on,” Mr. Big instructed as he used his hands to follow the curves of the woman’s breasts while his fingers pinched and pulled on her nipples.

Gritting her teeth, Yuri flung her head back to stifle the tears. She still couldn’t believe that she was debasing herself by allowing the vile man touch her, let alone own her, but that’s exactly what she agreed to. Thus, with a great deal of hesitation, Yuri controlled her sobs and opened her mouth. “You own me, Mr. Big. I am your slave. I will do anything you ask. I am consumed with pleasing and obeying your every whim,” the girl sobbed as she continued to pleasure Mr. Big with her sex.

“See King, I told you my plan would work and you thought it wouldn’t,” Mr. Big laughed. “I guess if she ever disobeyed, her father will just have to die of a heart attack after watching the tapes with his valuable name tarnished forever.”

“What? King?” Yuri gasped as she glanced over at King, who couldn’t lift her eyes to see her friend’s stare. The young woman had no idea that King was ordered not to look up when Mr. Big spoke those words. “You . . . you help . . . helped . . . him?” Yuri panted weakly.

“I belong to him. I do his bidding,” King replied, trying not to cry. “He is my master.”

Yuri swallowed hard. At first, she thought King would help her escape or at least find a way out of the situation. She knew that Mai wasn’t going to be any help after witnessing how enthusiastic she was in terms of pleasing Mr. Big earlier. However, after hearing King’s words, Yuri was crushed. All her will power floated away shortly thereafter. Her hands slowly slid across the man’s thighs and gripped his knees as she slammed herself harder and harder on his member. She slid all the way up and slid all the way down, stretching her sex even more. There was no reason to resist now. One slip up by her and her dad’s reputation would be tarnished forever. And to make matters worse, Mr. Big was right, the tapes would kill her father, but not by a heart attack. Instead, he would die from a broken heart from watching his own daughter, his own blood, participate in an orgy. Thus, the woman knew what she had to do and that meant serving her master, Mr. Big. “Fuck me, master! Fuck me!” she screamed through her teary shut eyes, much to the man’s delight and King’s dismay.

*****

One Week Later

The crowd was incredibly boisterous as three women on stage stripped and danced for them. The three women were Mai Shiranui, Yuri Sakazaki, and King. Mai was really getting into her routine as the crowd cheered and clapped. The woman was now sporting a full head of red hair that stretched all the way down to her buttocks. Although, she had long hair, it was finely groomed, to ensure that it stayed behind her as not to cover her large tits. In fact, the woman was wearing a red latex thong, red latex thigh-high boots, and red latex gloves that stretched a few inches past her elbows. Mai had a black dog collar with diamonds around her neck and a pair of black wrist-cuffs around her wrists. Dancing next to Mai was King. The blonde woman wore a pair of purple leather thigh-high boots and a pair of purple leather gloves that covered her entire arm. Around the wrists were purple cuffs that were camouflaged against the glove. King also wore a purple leather corset that went around her waist and ended right below her breasts. The front had several black cords crossing back and forth, making the woman’s waist smaller than it really was. For accessories, King was sporting a pair of circular purple discs around her earlobes that matched her purple eyeliner. The blonde also sported a collar around her neck like Mai except hers was covered in silver squares and an O-ring in front. And to complete her outfit, King held a black riding crop in her hand. Finally, there was Yuri, who was wearing her red headband, a white t-shirt, her blue pants, red tennis shoes, a pair of black wrist-cuffs, and a simple black dog collar around her neck. The women were use to the outfits since they had performed regularly in them. Of course, Mr. Big stood in the back of the room and could tell that King and Yuri were just gyrating to the music, not really hoping to please the customers like Mai. Mr. Big didn’t care as long as the women brought in the customers and the cash. And to make sure that the routine brought in a lot of cash, a wooden bench, two metal folding chairs, a pink dildo, and a black police baton were placed on the stage as well as the two dancing poles.

The crowd eyed the dildo as Mai skipped over it and made her way to Yuri. At the same time, King stood behind Yuri and began to spank the young woman with the crop. Yuri screamed, but continued to dance. Over and over again, King slapped the crop against Yuri’s body. Yet Yuri continued to dance except she went slower and slower until Mai angrily stood in front of her and gripped the collar of her t-shirt. Without wasting any time, Mai ripped the t-shirt and threw it into the crowd, revealing the young woman’s breasts. Then Mai knelt in front of the woman and began to tear the woman’s pants off. When Mai was down, Yuri was wearing wrist-cuffs, a simple black dog collar, her red tennis shoe on her left foot, ripped blue fabric around her lower right leg, and remnants of her pants around her hips. Of course, Yuri also had several red marks on her body courtesy of King’s riding crop.

Mai crawled on all fours, with her legs spread wide apart, making her breasts hang just a few centimeters above the stage. When she reached forward with her left hand and grabbed the dildo, her breasts pressed against the stage, sending the crowd into a slobbering mess. With a wry smile, stood up and bowed to the crowd before making her way back to Yuri. Once there, she made Yuri rest on her right knee while she bent her left leg. Then without saying a word, Mai knelt behind her and began to tease the young woman’s sex with the dildo, rubbing the head against her pussy lips. While Mai teased Yuri’s sex, her right hand was busy fondling Yuri’s right breast as she raised her left hand and touched Mai’s cheek, caressing it and encouraging her even though Yuri wanted to die.

It hurt King to plant all the red marks on Yuri’s body, but she knew what she had to do. Thus, King knelt on the stage like Mai, except she was on Yuri’s right side. With a quick smack, King planted a the crop on Yuri’s left cheek and directed her face toward the right. That’s when King leaned down and stuck out her tongue. Yuri immediately stuck her tongue out and the women began to tongue wrestle, making the crowd clap and toss numerous bills onto the stage. As more bills hit the stage, there were more slaps with the crop, leaving red marks as well as blue and purple bruises, matching King’s leather in color. Yuri yelped in pain while her body began to bounce up and down and her tits jiggled as Mai inserted the dildo into the woman’s dripping sex. Mai began to pump the dildo in and out of the woman as Yuri gripped the back of Mai’s head and stopped wrestling King’s tongue, allowing King to slap her tongue like a ball on a string. The crowd was going crazy as they tossed more and more bills onto the stage, making Mai piston the dildo faster and faster while King slapped Yuri even more, forcing the young woman closer and closer to an orgasm. Suddenly, Yuri’s body tensed and she exploded with an ear-piercing scream that drowned out the cheers of the crowded room.

Mai smiled to the crowd and allowed the dildo to remain in Yuri’s sex as she stood up and ripped her own thong off. Then the crowd clapped even louder as the room was filled with lewd comments and cheers as Mai turned her back to the crowd. She walked over the bench and slowly tilted forward, planting both her hands on the bench and spreading her legs, showing off her sculpted ass and shaved sex. Mai shook her ass much to the delight of the crowd, who began to chant her name in unison. The chants spurred the woman on as her sex began to glisten. That’s when the woman spread her legs even more and began to bend her elbows as if she were doing pushups. Instantly the crowd roared in delight as they watched her pretend to slide up and down on an imaginary cock. Mai even made sure that she titled her body so different patrons could get a good look at her sex.

Meanwhile, King sat on one of the folding chairs and spread her legs, revealing her shaved sex. King slowly slid her hands down from her shoulders, down her ribs, past her hips, and to her knees, where she began to spread her legs apart even more. Then her hands slid down to her ankles as she bent forward, pleasing the crowd. Once her hands reached her toes, she would slide her arms back to her knees and pull her body back up before repeating the process by sliding her hands to her ankles. Up and down, King went as she kept eye contact with the crowd even though she didn’t really want to. However, the woman knew that Mr. Big was watching from somewhere in the crowd and if she didn’t look at the crowd, Jan might not receive the money that he needed. King knew that Jan had entered a critical part of his treatment. If an operation or medication was denied to him for too long, he wouldn’t make it. Thus King had determined that she would do anything for Jan at this point, which meant that she would obey Mr. Big without fail.

Yuri Sakazaki weakly stood up as the dildo slowly slid out of her sex as she struggled to reach the pole. When she reached the pole, the dildo fell out of her sex before she gripped the pole for dear life as she pressed her thighs against the pole. She was busy grinding her sex against the pole, getting it nice and wet while the pole slid between her breasts. Making the crowd even hotter was the fact that the woman was also licking the pole. Once a puddle had appeared at the bottom of the pole, Yuri released her grip and made her way to the open folding chair, where she sat down and began to emulate King, trying desperately to keep it together and not cry. If she cried, Mr. Big would send the tapes to her father, and that was something that she desperately wanted to prevent, even if it mean becoming a permanent fixture at the club and in Mr. Big’s bed.

After a few minutes, the crowd began to get bored, but they held their tongues as Mai stood up and picked up the police baton. She then placed one of the ends into a hole that was drilled into the wooden bench. Without any communication from Mai, King stood up and escorted Yuri toward the bench. King and Mai helped position Yuri, who was very reluctant to bend her knees and take the baton into her sex. “If you don’t take the baton inside you, Mr. Big is going to send the tapes to your father. Worse yet, he’ll send you home carrying his baby. Your father would really hate that,” King whispered into Yuri’s ear between kisses, making the crowd incredibly hot. However, Yuri flinched at the comments, which only made the crowd hotter, thinking that it was the kisses that made her jump.

Without replying, Yuri gulped and began to bend her knees as King and Mai held her arms. Within seconds, she felt the round head of the baton press against her sex. Yuri felt it part her pussy lips and began to spread her vaginal walls. She felt it filling her as she slowly sank deeper and deeper. Yuri thanked her lucky stars that she was humping the pole earlier since her pussy juice was making it easier to drive the baton deep inside her. Yet, the mere thought disgusted her to no end. However, the woman swallowed her pride and began to move up and down on the baton. Her legs began to hurt as she gripped her breasts while the crowd chanted her name in unison. Yuri felt so degraded by the act and the chants. The young woman simply wanted to die. Especially when her juices began to flow even more as Yuri realized that she was slowing getting off on it. “Holy shit! This is so wrong! So wrong! This can’t be getting me hot! It can’t! I’m not a slut! I’m not a slut!” Yuri’s mind screamed.

“YURI!!” Robert Garcia screamed as he appeared on the foot of the stage. Several bouncers were holding him back and even some customers got involved. However, they weren’t doing much in terms of pushing the man back. But they did prevent him from getting on the stage.

“Mr. Garcia, we should talk,” Mr. Big spoke as he stood behind the man.

“Fuck you! That’s Yuri . . . wh . . . what?” Robert tried to speak before being totally confused when Mai pressed her nude body against his chest.

“Mai, take Mr. Garcia to my special booth. I have some business to discuss with him,” Mr. Big spoke calmly.

“My pleasure,” Mai replied lovingly as she gripped Robert’s arm and tugged him toward the back of the club. Robert no longer resisted as he allowed Mai to pull him through the crowd, almost forgetting about Yuri.

Mr. Big beckoned King over to him and whispered a few words into the woman’s ear. King wanted to cry when Mr. Big finished. However, she trotted over to Yuri and whispered into the young woman’s ear. “Robert is here and you’re going to climax like a dirty little whore! You’ll do it over and over again until one of the bouncers tells you to head over to Mr. Big’s private booth, where you’ll dance for Robert. Fail and the tapes go to your father.”

“Please King . . . I can’t . . . not with Robert watching . . . I . . .”

“I’m sorry. Tell Robert nothing about our arrangement with Mr. Big. We’re no longer free to make decisions. Just do as your told,” King spoke as she left the stage and followed Mr. Big back to the booth, leaving a totally dejected Yuri on stage, busily humping a baton.

*****

An Hour Later

“Oh yes!” Robert Garcia moaned in glee as he sat next to Mr. Big at a booth in the back of the club, away from the rest of the patrons. The man glanced down under the table and saw a nude Mai Shiranui jerking off his dick. Of course, the man couldn’t help but glance over at King, who was doing the same with Mr. Big’s dick.

“Robert, I’m going to make you an offer, but you don’t have to agree to it just yet. Enjoy my hospitality,” Mr. Big smiled. “Mai, you know what to do.”

“Yes I do,” Mai smiled mischievously as she lifted her head. Without any hesitation, Robert slipped his member into the woman’s mouth. Mai quickly spat it out and shook her finger, telling the man not to be too eager. Seeing disappointment in the man’s face, Mai quickly planted kiss after kiss onto the head of his member, leaving numerous red lip marks on his member. As she kissed him, her hands cupped his balls and began to juggle them with the palm of her hands.

“Oh my . . . lucky Bogard bastard,” Robert groaned as his hands gripped the slapped the table repeatedly.

“Don’t worry Robert,” Mr. Big replied as King sucked dutifully on his member. “Mai has never entertained either Bogard brother. Let alone service them. No, she is an exclusive to my club and its premier patrons.”

“Mr. Big is my lover and I do what he tells me,” Mai cooed as she licked the entire length of Robert’s member with her tongue, lapping at his head several times before gliding her tongue back to the base. Her hands were still palming his balls, but Mai used her long red nails to gently scratch the man’s sensitive skin, exciting him. The woman smiled as she saw his member swell a little more, knowing that soon Mr. Big would be really happy with her.

“Premier patron?” Robert panted.

“Obviously, I can’t let the common riffraff touch something as pure as Mai. She’s reserved for my special patrons. Basically Robert, each special patron is asked to donate at least ten thousand dollars to a fund, a fund for King’s brother, Jan. The boy is very sick and I had to modify this bar to a gentlemen’s club. Mai and King have decided to work here to raise money. Even Yuri has decided to join the endeavor. I mean, a club needs workers and funding. So I’m sure you wouldn’t mind donating to such a good cause. However, you don’t have to agree to anything yet. But if someone were to donate more, I’m sure Mai would be extremely grateful,” Mr. Big spoke as he patted King’s head.

“Very grateful. Just let me show you how grateful,” Mai cooed as she opened her mouth and slid her fingernails along Robert’s dick as she placed the head of his member on top of her lower lip. Then the woman began to take him into her mouth, delighting the man to no end. Within seconds, Robert’s cock slipped into Mai’s hungry mouth, where she sucked hard, enjoying the heat of his prick against her tongue. She felt his member tighten and swell inside her mouth. The woman even saw Robert’s glazed eyes as he was overwhelmed by pleasure. Smiling to herself she allowed Robert to slip his cock out of her mouth before ramming it back in.

“Holy shit!” Robert screamed as he gripped Mai’s hair underneath the table. The man yanked at her hair as he pounded his member hard and fast, slipping his member past her tight lips while his balls slapped against her chin, his hairs tickling her as well.

“Faster Robert. Faster. She likes it,” Mr. Big smiled as he saw Robert close his eyes. That’s when a nude Yuri appeared and knelt on the table. The girl was trying not to cry as she spotted her boyfriend, Robert Garcia. However, the young woman knew not to upset Mr. Big, so she squatted with her legs opening and closing as she groped and squeezed her breasts.

“Holy shit!” Robert screamed as he felt his member tighten. His hands gripped Mai’s hair in a death grip right before he sprayed a thick gooey glob of sperm into her waiting mouth. Without warning, Mai clamped down on the man’s dick, wrapping her lips tightly around it like a waterproof seal. The woman quickly gulped it down her throat, swallowing it eagerly. Then just to continue the fun, Mai purposely pulled the man’s cock out of her mouth and allowed him to splash some on her face and breasts.

“Naughty Robert. You made a mess. I’ll just have to start over,” Mai cooed as she placed his shrinking cock back into her mouth, slowly bringing it back to life.

“Oh lord,” Robert panted as he leaned back into his seat and opened his eyes, making direct eye contact with the young woman on the table.

“Robert Garcia, I believe you know Yuri Sakazaki, one of my club performers,” Mr. Big spoke in a calm voice since he shot his load into King’s mouth a few more minutes before Robert shot his load into Mai.

“I know her well,” Robert replied as he reached down and cupper Mai’s ears with his hands as Yuri pushed her breasts toward her face and began to lick them. “But not as intimate as you,” the man spoke.

“Ro . . . Robert . . . I . . .” Yuri stammered.

“Hush Yuri,” Robert replied. “Mr. Big told me all about the situation. I can’t believe you agreed to fuck him for money. You could have simply told me the truth about the car. You didn’t have to sleep with another man to get the money to replace the car. Worse yet, you didn’t even ask him for a lot, nor did you give me the money so I could donate it to the charity. You don’t have to deny it, both Mai and King have already told me. If I knew what kind of slut you were, I would have never dated you. Having sex with other people and then becoming a stripper. What would your father say? I’m really disappointed in you, Yuri,” Robert admonished.

“Don’t be hard on her Robert. She didn’t know,” Mr. Big spoke as Yuri tried to keep the tears from flowing. “Besides, I think she doesn’t really like it here.”

Yuri Sakazaki heard her cue and dropped to all fours. She kept her ass high in the air and slid forward, sliding her breasts against the table, leaving a trail of wetness behind. Yuri then raised her chest and head up and licked her lips hungrily. Yuri wanted to die, but she had to play her part or Mr. Big would send the tapes to her father. And after each sexual encounter or performance, there was always a new tape added to the collection. But Yuri was steadfast in her decision that her father would never see the tapes regardless of the situation. Thus, she continued to perform and obey Mr. Big’s orders. “No sir, I like it here. I love your cock!” Yuri cooed as pulled herself back, stuck her ass in the air, and repeated the process, slowly speeding up each time.

“What is wrong with you, Yuri?” Robert asked as he placed his hands back on the top of Mai’s head.

“Nothing is wrong with me. I love to fuck, Mr. Big. I love it here,” Yuri replied.

“Everyone loves to fuck Mr. Big,” Mai laughed to herself.

“Do you want your girlfriend back?” Mr. Big asked Robert.

“Nah. You can keep her. I’m not getting into any trouble over this,” Robert replied, devastating Yuri with his words. “Besides . . . why would I want to date her when I can just come here and see her like everyone else?”

Yuri wanted to crawl under a rock and die. She had no idea that Mr. Big had shown some of tapes that involved Yuri and other men at the club. In those tapes, Yuri was very enthusiastic in pleasing the men, only because she didn’t want her father to see them. However, she had no idea that Robert saw them with Mr. Big and King, who lied to Robert and said that Yuri willing engaged in each activity, often coming up with the original idea and concept. Robert wouldn’t have believed Mr. Big, but after hearing King and Mai later on, he was eventually swayed, and now he was letting Yuri have it verbally and with his facial reactions. Each word stabbed Yuri like a dagger in the heart until finally, she simply tuned her exboyfriend out and looked directly at Mr. Big, who was smiling. “Should I make the rounds by going around and servicing the other customers?” she asked hoping he would agree so she could leave the table and not have to see Robert.

“Have a seat between us,” Mr. Big spoke as Yuri hung her head in shame and slid off the table and sat between Mr. Big and Robert.

“Actually, she should go and make the rounds. That is what she likes,” Robert quipped.

“I sense a lot of anger in you, Robert. I think it’s because you felt betrayed by Yuri. I promise you that she thought she was going some good by raising money for the charity,” Mr. Big spoke.

“But she . . .”

“Wait Robert!” Mr. Big quickly interrupted, sensing that Robert might say something that would tip Mai off to the truth. “She is still making money for the charity and I see to it personally that it is donated to them.”

“That sounds okay,” Robert reluctantly sighed.

“Yuri likes to be treated like a slut, I suggest we do that. Perhaps you won’t feel such anger then,” Mr. Big spoke as his right hand reached between Yuri’s legs and began to pump two fingers into the woman’s sex.

“Why not?” Robert shrugged as he too reached down and began to drive a finger into the woman’s sex.

“Oh god!” Yuri screamed in shame. She wanted to slam her legs shut and tell Robert the truth, but she just couldn’t bring herself to it. Instead, she cupped her breasts and began to fondle them as she looked under the table and saw Mai’s lustful eyes. Then she saw King’s demoralized eyes and knew that regardless of the lie that each one had been supplied by Mr. Big, their fates were all related and that they all belonged to him now. There was simply no going back.

*****

Epilogue

“Mr. Garcia, I can ship you two new girls by the end of the week,” the voice quickly replied into the ear of Robert Garcia via his cell phone.

Robert Garcia was seated in Mr. Big’s private booth at King’s bar, which was no longer opened to the general public. Instead, it now had a membership list with a wait list. The original patrons to the club side of the bar where still able to visit and were all to happy to keep their mouths shut in regards to the dancers inside. They didn’t have to pay the large sums of cash like Geese Howard or Rugal Bernstein. Robert didn’t mind seeing individuals like them as long as the bills were being paid. The rich boy now had a thirty percent stake in the venture and was in charge of recruiting escorts for the paying customers while they were in the club. The role of recruiting actual performers were still in Mr. Big’s capable hands. However, Robert had gotten his own batch of lies from Mr. Big and hardly ever communicated to Yuri anymore. Instead, he usually talked to Mai, King, or Mr. Big himself. And he was always under the impression that the performers all needed money and were too low on social status for him to concern himself with. Thus, operations at the bar always ran smoothly with Robert in charge of the high class escorts and Mr. Big dealing with the performers. Currently, Robert was making a business deal while a busty blonde stripper was servicing his member under the table. “Ship? They aren’t commodities! They deserve respect here!” Robert blurted back into the phone.

“I’m sorry sir. I know you respect women. I’m sorry for my poor choice of words,” the man on the other line quickly apologized.

“I’ll let it slide, but if I hear that any of the girls are abused or coerced to coming here, I’;; knock your block off!”

“No worries sir. We’re a respectful talent agency and our girls don’t mind visiting the club as long as they get paid.”

“And you get your cut.”

“That’s important sir. The important thing is that you’re satisfied.”

“Satisfied for the moment. The money will be sent tonight and you’ll have it by tomorrow.”

“Thank you sir! Thank you,” the man replied quickly, knowing that if he didn’t send any girls, Mr. Big and his men would kill long before Robert found him.

“Are you still playing the chivalrous hero?” a busty brunette dressed in a black

lycra net long gown with strappy satin elastic sides. The gown was basically a cloth that covered the woman’s breast and covered the skin all the way to her ankles which the back only covered the lower back to her ankles. The fabric was very thin and people could see the much darker thong that she wore underneath.

“Not at all. Just making sure that the talent agency treats people right, Alexis,” Robert spoke as the woman sat down beside him, ignoring the woman under the table.

“That’s my man,” the woman cooed as she cuddled next to him.

“God I’m a lucky man,” Robert smiled as he kissed his newest girlfriend, who was introduced by Mr. Big. Robert Garcia had no idea that the woman that he called Alexis was one of Mr. Big’s girls that he saved for wealthy men. However, Alexis was now in charge of divulging any information to Mr. Big in regards to Robert, basically making her a spy. And the woman was more than happy to do it since she now had a rich boy toy wrapped around her finger.

“Look honey, the lights are dimming,” Alexis spoke as she pulled away from the kiss.

“Get ready to clap,” Robert spoke.

“Did you call the hospital for King? I’m sure she wants to know of Jan’s condition,” Alexis spoke as the lights in the club went completely dark.

“The doctor said that Jan was improving,” Robert replied, totally unaware that Mr. Big had moved Jan to a secret place and had hired doctors to check up on him and report back to Robert only after consulting him first. Thus, Robert was always under the impression that Jan was improving while King was always supplied information that Jan was not, making the woman even more desperate and obedient to Mr. Big. Of course, Robert always reported the doctors’ reports to Mr. Big and never directly to King. Thus, he had no idea what was going on.

Suddenly the stage lights came to life as the patrons clapped in unison. On stage were Mr. Big, King, Yuri, and Mai. Mr. Big was dressed in blue slacks and a blue fur coat with black sunglasses. On his right was Mai Shiranui wearing a transparent pink dress that went from the top of her breasts to her thighs. Although the dress was transparent and everyone had a good view of the woman’s naked tits, the dress did have a few designs. First off, the dress had two black straps on her shoulders. The straps were important since they kept the dress on her, but the straps also cupped her breasts, pressed them together and hiked them high on her chest. Not only were Mai’s breasts visible, but her red thong was too. Of course, the crowd couldn’t see her red tattoo on her right butt cheek that red, ‘Mr. Big’s Gir,’ but the crowd knew it was there. The woman also wore a gold belt around her waist made of circular links. She also wore a peal necklace around her neck with three strands of pears that stretched to her breasts. The woman wore red eye shadow and lipstick as she stood calmly in her red heels and allowed her man to grope her right breast. Standing on Mr. Big’s left was King, who was decked out in a tight purple corset that squished her breasts and pressed them high on her chest, making them look larger. The woman also wore a pair of purple transparent stockings with various black silk running through them making small X designs. The woman wore a white collar from a dress shirt around her neck and a purple bow-tie. She also wore the white cuffs of a dress shirt around her wrists. A pair of circular earrings hung from her ear as her eye shadow and lipstick were all purple. Of course, the woman stood in purple heels and Mr. Big’s left arm dripped over her left shoulder as he held a black dog leash. The leash was connected to Yuri Sakazaki’s collar. The woman was wearing a black latex V-top that had holes cut out for the woman’s breasts and was ended right below her breasts. Yuri’s breasts were squeezed through the holes for all to see while her nipples were covered by black tape making a large X. The woman wore a white thong and black thigh-high stiletto boots. She had her red bandana and her long brown hair in a ponytail that was currently draped over left breast, covering up the X. The woman knelt in front of Mr. Big and between Mai and King. The club patrols clapped heartily, saluting the man, and his girls. Two girls were blackmailed and one was willing, but they were all his and they proved that every night.

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