Betting with Beth

"Yes, yours and Joy's"

"Oh, yes, Joy is so sexy! She tastes so good too. I bet you taste just as good!"

She presses the other breast to my cunt, which was now practically gushing. It too was wet and this time she came up my body and placed it near my mouth.

"Would you like to taste yourself on me?"

She almost touched my lips when my mouth opened.

"Oh I'm sorry, that's against the house rules." She said as she pulled away. I almost cried in my disappointment.

She slid back, dancing against me, staying in contact with the inside of my thighs. She turned showing her ass, the thin purple thong making an absolutely straight line between two perfectly formed, taut, golden globes. No tan lines at all.

Kitten placed her ass on me and again started rubbing up and down my body. The pressure was incredible, rubbing the material of my clothing roughly against my nipples and then down to my cunt, a slight twist and one globe would drag across my pussy making me groan.

I could only watch as she tugged the thong halfway down her ass and she pressed the small of her back to my face. My hands came up to her hips and I kissed the crack of her ass, right above her thong. Her skin tasted like cinnamon, and a tiny touch of salt. I tried to kiss her again and she danced away from me.

"Tracey, you naughty girl. You aren't allowed to touch me. That's against the rules." She wagged her finger at me and then took it in her mouth, sucking it like a cock. It came out wet and she started rubbing her nipple with it.

"Normally when customers break the rules, we have to stop, but . . ." She pulled the thong up tight and I could see a wet spot. " . . . as you can see I don't want to stop."

I was amazed! She was excited!

She reached down and picked something up off the table. "So I am going to give you a choice." She opened her hand and a short length of rope dangled down. "We can either stop . . ..” The end of the rope touched my cunt. She started jerking the end over my cotton-covered pussy in a series of light touches, like angel kisses. "Or I can restraint your hands so you can't touch me."

Her thigh pressed against me, rubbing hard. Then the rope teased my nipple.

"Do you want me to stop?" Before I could answer, she pressed her body to mine and took my mouth with hers. My hands came up instinctively and held her to me.

The kiss stole my breath and whatever was left of my sense. Kitten's skin was so soft, impossibly soft and my hands slipped over it with a mind of their own. When I felt the thong and slipped my hand under the material, she came up for air.

"You are such a naughty girl. Shall we stop?"

I shook my head. There was no way I could not touch her.

"So I can tie your hands up?"

I nodded again. I heard a small clapping, but was to mesmerized by Kitten's huge eyes to look away.

Kitten leaned above me, placing her breasts an inch away from my face while she guided my arms over my head. Unable to resist, I touched my tongue to her nipple and not only didn't she protest, she pressed her breasts against my face. Capturing her nipple in my teeth, I held it while pressing my tongue to it, and then I sucked as much of her breast into my mouth as I could. She moaned a sexy, breathy moan, which delighted me. She also pressed her knee on my pussy, almost making me cum on the spot.

When she pulled that delight from my mouth, she was looking at me in a slightly disapproving look on her face. She held and massaged the breast I had assaulted and rubbing my saliva into her skin. "You are still such a naughty girl. You know how turned on I am getting and you take advantage of me in a vulnerable position.

I try and talk, but she silences me with a touch of her finger to lips.

"Shhhh. I know it's against the rules, but I would have been disappointed if you hadn't done it!"

She smiled and it was like the sun coming out in a dark room. She stepped back and I tried to follow her when I was pulled back by my arms, now tied above my head and to something on the wall.

She closed my legs, how could she do that, I wanted her to make me cum so bad. She straddled my legs and slid back up to my thighs. The thong tight to her pussy, the wetness had spread and her full lips were straining the material. She saw me looking.

"Do you like my pussy? I take very good care of it. But very few people actual get to see it. All the guys here want it, but I save it for special people. Tell me Tracey, are you a special person?"

I didn't know how to answer. What would make me special in this angel's eyes? I looked at her without a word, but my face and eyes easily gave away my desires.

"I think you are special. Instead of trying to talk me into something, you just look at me with those sexy blue eyes. You have lovely eyes and I think I want you to see my pussy."

She slid off my legs and stood in front of me, pressing her hand to her pussy, rubbing the material in deep, getting it wetter. Then, hooking her thumbs in the waistband, she strips off the thong in a quick move. Without giving me a chance to see, she bends down and retrieves the thong. Turning slightly away from me, she brings it to her nose and inhales. Looking at me she offers the thong to me. She places it on my upper chest and her hot scent takes me away to places I have never visited.

"Do you think I smell good?"

Nodding rapidly because I had no words left in my brain."

"Joy tells me I smell good. She's very special to me! Thank you, you are sweet, and I think you are special!" She turns to me and I see her delta, a thin, razor sharp line of hair was all she had, it looked like a small trail leading to heaven.

She straddled my knees again and this gave me a better view. Her labia were nicely swollen and I could see moisture on them. She looked so lick-able, so tasty; she made my mouth start watering. I couldn't take my eyes off her sweet pussy, a pure jewel. I was honestly shocked when a pair of hands came around her back and cupped her breasts. I didn't even see anyone else enter the room.

Joy's head appeared over her shoulder, and cupped and teased Kitten's breasts. Kitten leaned back against her and took her hand, pressing it against her pussy, wetting one finger and taking it to her lips. I was so turned on, impossibly excited. I wanted to be Joy holding Kitten like that!

Joy did the unthinkable and pulled away from Kitten and smacked her on the ass. Her body jumped so perfectly.

"You are naked you little slut, you know better than that."

Kitten smiled.

"Well at least you are better than that slut." She said looking to her left. Beth was sitting there, her hand buried in her panties, frigging herself like mad. "If the cops see her, they will arrest the two of you and close this club down."

Kitten frowned at that thought. I wanted to say something, but my brain wasn't working at full throttle.

"For your punishment, you have to do my next set!"

"No, Joy, I am not done here. Please don't make me."

I was crushed; Kitten was going to leave me.

"Oh yes, my little sex Kitten. Go get ready--you have ten minutes. I bet lovely Tracey will wait for you!"

I was almost in tears. Joy was watching me carefully.

"Tracey, would you like to watch Kitten dance again?"

I nodded, still unable to talk.

"Alright, but I think you need to stay tied up or you'll do like your slutty friend and get us all in trouble."

I nodded frantically, not willing to let Kitten out of my sight.

Joy smiled and started straightening my dress. "Oh this will never do, you looked like you've just been fucked. Bethany, go get shorts and a shirt from my bag. They are right on top."

Cute little Bethany jumped and ran out. I never even knew she was there. Who else was watching Kitten drive me insane.

Joy unzipped my skirt and pulled it down. She tenderly stroked my legs, teasing me a little. "I can see why Kitten thinks you are so special. You have wonderful skin, and so warm to touch. I am tempted to taste you, but Kitten might get annoyed with me." She stood me up and untied my hands briefly while pulling my wrinkled top off. No bra was necessary and Joy whistled appreciatively. "Lovely breasts, so perfectly shaped."

Bethany appeared like more magic and Joy pulled a club tee-shirt over my head. It was a size too small and fit me like a second skin. My nipples as hard as Bethany's and I looked a lot like her in that shirt. She re-tied my hands before having me step into the shorts. They were a little looser, but a very thin material. I looked like I worked there, but I didn't care. I was so turned on and Joy realized it and she pulled the shorts up, being very careful not to touch me in my more sensitive areas. I would have come in a second!

Kitten re-appeared making her change. She looked -- she looked-- my eyes opened wide. She looked like nothing I had ever seen. She had on a leather bustier, leather panties, and thigh high boots. She reached up and removed a small chain I always wear. She hooked it around her own neck and I smiled. She looked perfect! A leather-visored cap, into which she pulled and pushed her beautiful mane, completed the image. She leaned against me, the leather adding a new scent. She kissed me and said she hoped I would enjoy her dance.

I was nervous for a minute when I realized I was going to have to be seen like this by the clientele in the club. Joy sensed my nervousness and was quick to understand the reason. "You would rather watch from the back instead of in the club area?"

I nodded my thanks. She was beautiful and smart! My Beth stood next to me and we had a second to communicate before events took me away again. "I told you that you would have fun."

I stuck my tongue out at her and she laughed. I still couldn't speak. Bethany held up a drink and a straw and I found my voice again when I got a little moisture down my throat. "Beth, I will get even with you for this!"

She laughed. "Sure, Tracey, but you have to admit Kitten is unbelievable and you have loved every minute!"

I had the nerve to blush and Beth's hand stroked my face. "Well lover, it's not over yet. I think Kitten will stretch all the rules and by the way, Happy Birthday!"

My birthday is next week and it was just like Beth to do something like this!

Beth and Bethany helped me walk. They took me though some curtains to a strange pole set on a moving platform. Joy explained, "This is one of our practice poles. It's moveable because we use it for several things." They tied my hands high on the pole leaving me standing. I squeezed my thighs together, but couldn't generate enough pressure to bring myself to an orgasm.

Kitten came up from behind me and stroked my body again. The tee-shirt and shorts offered no real coverage and she stood in front of me looking closely at me. Her eyes consumed me! Then she got up the small platform with me, pressing her body to me, her thigh coming up between my legs and pressing hard on my cunt. Her lips covered mine and her hands wrapped around me. The kiss seemed to last forever, and I was feeling a little dizzy, so lightheaded the place seemed to be moving around me.

When Kitten stepped back something had changed. Kitten was carrying a leather cat-o'nine tails and the noise level was suddenly devastating. What the hell, I was on stage! In the open! The whole fucking club could see me! I screamed "NO!"

Kitten stepped back to me and whispered something almost to fast for me to hear, then she stepped away and turned toward the crowd. I could almost swear she said "I Love You!" My head spun for a second when I started struggling at my bonds. I was struggling for real and that seemed to set the audience on fire!

Then beautiful Kitten started her dance, a dance full of power, with an athleticism that took my breath away. I slowly stopped struggling, as I was hypnotized by her movements. She would close with me, running the cat over my body, never actually striking me, but using it to caress me, to tease me. Her scent, mixed with the leather would wash over me over and over again until I was panting in heat. I needed her so bad.

The audience gasped at something I couldn't see, Kitten turned around back at me as two hands came around the pole and my body and rudely grasped my breasts. I started to struggle against whoever it was when they tore my shirt. It ripped from my breasts so easily, but that didn't matter. There was an intruder, an enemy touching me. I screamed and tried to fight her! Kitten cried a roar and advanced on the intruder and me.

Joy appeared to my left. The change in her was remarkable. She was done in an open chain mail covering a thin leather thong and bra. Her hair was up, looking like a dark flame. She was carrying a sword! Kitten advanced on her and they started a dance that looked more like a battle. Back and forth, their weapons and their hands tearing at each other. In minutes each was practically naked, and still they fought on. Their dance was almost a gymnastic exercise complete with weapons, screaming voices, the music harsh and painful. Everyone was silent as the two obviously exhausted warrior-women continued to struggle.

A slip and Kitten had an opening, her hands wrapped around Joy's neck and as quickly as the fight began, it ended. Joy lied motionless on the stage floor while Kitten rose in triumph. She cried her war cry one more time, this time the audience joined her. Crumpled bills showered the stage as she turned her back on the crowd and looked at me. I couldn't look at her, my eyes dropped to the floor. She advanced on me and the club went silent again. I couldn't look at her, but I could see the sweat on her beautiful legs. She walked like a lioness to me. Her hands almost gently tearing the rest of the tee-shirt from my body. Those hands raising goose bumps on my flesh. She took a knife out of her boot and cut the shorts from my body. Then she cut my panties, I was physically and emotionally exposed to her. The crowd was starting to make noise again, but I couldn't hear them as I forced myself to meet her eyes. She was looking at me in a way no one had ever looked at me. I was hers! I was hers to do with in whatever way she wanted. She owned me like no one had ever been able to own me. Her eyes’ bridled my soul!

She stepped up on the platform and took my hair in her hand. She bent my head back and kissed me. Her tongue raping my mouth as her hand went right to my dripping cunt. She pushed two fingers into me and the platform slowly started rotating giving the audience a new view. Her hand took me; she had me screaming in orgasm in seconds. Over and over again I was cumming like never before. My body went limp, the roped hurting my wrists as someone cut me down and laid me down on the stage.

I came to back in the private dance room and heard Beth laughing. Opening my eyes, she was sitting across from me, laughing at me as I woke up.

I looked at her accusingly. "You set me up, didn't you?"

She smiled huge. "I set something up, but this was a hell of a lot more than I bargained for."

"Me too, you bitch!" I said it with a tired smile. She came over to me as Kitten and Joy came in.

"The crowd went insane. You were incredible." Kitten said as she knelt by the chair I was curled up in. Joy stood by, looking smug.

Kitten kissed my hand, which made my body remember everything. “The place went wild, they had never seen anything like that. I thought they were going to tear the joint apart. Chris and the other bouncers were seriously thinking of cracking some heads to get them to calm down!”

Joy told me the take was phenomenal, and I was entitled to a third after the house cut. I whistled when she told me the amount. That was more than I made in three months! It made Beth's eyes bug out.

Kitten looked at me, with those eyes, those wonderful eyes. "The manager offered you a job, waiting tables at first until you learn all the ropes, then on stage with me and Joy."

Rubbing my wrists, "I think I already know about the ropes. But I don't think I could handle this every night." I touched Kitten's face. "It was so intense."

She looked at me again, smiling and maybe a little sad because I wasn't going to join her.

Joy jumped in before things got mushy. "Hell, girl, you can stay an amateur, just come over whenever you feel like it. We would both like it if you came back. Bethany would too."

"Maybe, but the next time," I say pointing at Beth, " this one gets the treatment so I can watch!"

"Her? Damn Tracey, she was practically born stripping, didn't you know that before she met you she worked the club circuit with us?" Beth's blush told me it was true. "You made an honest woman out of her."

Joy extended her hand. "Come on, the club is closing and we need to celebrate a great evening, profitable and fun. Kit and I also have to show you some pictures of your lover!"

We walked out listening to Beth's protesting, and laughing our ass’s off.