Starting from Scratch Ep. 088: DOM PERIGNON

"All yours Dom PerigKNOWN!"

On cue DJ Frolic played the final song in Dominic's set. Family Tradition by Hank William's Junior made the ladies laugh. Tipping the champagne glass up to his cock he started jerking off and danced in step to Hank's slick Willy. Stopping only long enough to to reach down and let four different women spit into his hand for lubrication he grinned his pearly whites and gave the horny bitches a show they were slobbering over like rabid doggy's.

By song's end Dom grit his teeth and milked his cock spitting time after time into his glass. The Bouncer's were struggling to keep the cunts at bay. As the glass filled in his white seamen he snarled at the top of his lungs. Music killed to hear his deafening bear like roars. The audience of bitches resorted to low level mumbles of "I want you Dom." He nodded with a pucker as his glass reached the brim. He was certainly full of himself.

Done jerking he lifted the glass at Flossy then the ladies in various directions. DJ Frolic clapping brought on a house wide applause. "The Living Legend himself! Break into your purse ladies. Highest dollar gets a Hot Toddy...Dommy! All going to a much needed charity."

Flossy began the bidding war with "200!"

"300!" Came another, then "350!" followed by $400!" Flossy made it "$500!" just to keep in touch. She had no real intention of winning his jizz. At $800 the monetary stall became evident. Just as DJ Frolic was ready to call it a male voice bordering on feminine yelled out, "1,000 Baby!"

Dominic tilted his hat over his eyes knowing that voice. From the back of the club walked LouWanda wearing Dominic's robe and playing bashful using the collar to hide his blush. "Momma needs a facial." Under Flossy Big Peter huffed laughing, Flossy bounced about under his dancing belly's turbulence. He had to put Flossy down or drop her.

Money waving like a Chinese fan LouWanda made his way up to the stage to claim his win. At the edge of the stage Big Peter lifted LouWanda up to face Dom. Shuffling under Dominic's robe he relinquished his darling cloak back to it's owner. Stuffing his $1,000 into the robes pocket with a feminine swagger. "Let me know if you want me to milk the bull later."

"Not this lifetime Wandalust." Dom chuckled, "All yours I hope yer not lactose intolerant."

"Just intolerant." Lou winked and turned to the ladies dipping a finger into his acquired glass. Drawing a sample out on his fingertip LouWanda placed it between his lips and sucked it dry. His expression full of Nirvana he had to fight his way back to reality. As Dom put his robe back on and collected his wheel barrel full of cash LouWanda spoke up. "LADIES? OH LADIES? FELLOW HO's? Do I have a deal for you." Taking a seat on the stage with his legs dangling LouWanda toasted the cluster of disappointed sluts. "Take a dip in his 2%? $100 dollars a finger...my tip."

"That weasel!" Dom stood up straight and observed 30 bitches cough up a hundred each to sample his cum. "Why the fuck didn't I think of that?"

LouWanda raked in a good three grand profit.

At least Dom's donor ship could pay Kelly Herbert's utilities for the month.

You can bet next time he would pay her house payment.

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Flossy Taggart now on her own made her way toward the bar to find her niece Lacey still teasing Henry McKellen's chest hair. The other girls having moved on to make money amid the riled up males that had witnessed their insane traffic jam left only Lace and Henry to fend for themselves. Strangely Henry seemed to like Lacey, maybe it was her perfect F cups.

"Get your mitts off my niece. You're not her Master."

"Never said I was." Henry winced with a smirk.

"You..." Flossy jabbed Lacey in the ribs, "Make yourself useful and find another lap."

"Bye Henry. Call me." Lacey kissed him right in front of Flossy then hopped from his shared barstool. Before scurrying away she leaned in and kissed her Aunt on the cheek.

"Quit sucking up." Flossy nudged her away winking. "As for you...button up that shirt unless you're going on stage."

"Now THAT will never happen." He buttoned up and sat awaiting further words.

"Gotta say you got game. Hope you tipped my girls for that extracurricular activity."

"Did you happen to see how many guys demanded their attention afterwards?" He persuasively pointed toward the ladies all busy with men waiting in line for their chance at glory.

"My club isn't a whorehouse. Close...but it's not. Bad enough I deal with Dom and Sera without a pimp like you. I'm gonna let it slide this time but try and keep your dick out of my girls mouths."

"What about my tongue in their snatches?"

"I could use a lickin'!" She chuckled. "Relax I'm not goin' there. Your gal Svetlana is magic in the right dimension."

"She is magic isn't she? Fuck!" His dick still sang her praise. "Let her do what she does best and I'm pretty sure you'll keep your lights on in this place."

"Word of mouth?" She motioned him lower to whisper rather than yell out her business, "I might even finance my early retirement."

"Wonder where Svetty's roommate disappeared to? Serafina for that matter." He looked around.

"Try the parking lot." She waved Filly over for a beer. Filly winking at Henry upon delivery made Henry nod.

"After hours?" He asked Filly as Flossy sipped her beer,

"Off at 2:00. You like riding horses?"

"Wear a Trojan." Flossy chuckled. "I'm out of this dating game. Seeya round Master Frisque."

"Night Flossy!" His game's title went right over his head.

"Answer my question." Filly beguiled him.

"Wearing my bridle?" He still had Dom's robe sash.

"Mount up Cowboy."

"Meet you outside." An across the bar kiss ended his bar room brawl. Needing air Henry opted to look outdoors like Flossy had mentioned. Preparing to look at his cell in case his wife Josie or the kids called he heard a deafening scream. Recognizing it as Tessa Harper's voice he squinted around at the darkness of the parking lot. Clean across the lot he found her. Tessa was totally nude now her dress in her hand. Serafina Black in all of her own exhibitionist glory held Tessa high over her head up against the gym windows. LIFT KITty's was closed so it was all theirs.

Chuckling Henry headed back inside just as Winslow Hardecker and his associates were leaving. "Hold up McKellen." Winslow nearly ran into him being intoxicated. "Who are you Buddy?"

"Meaning what?" Henry laughed as Winslow's friends patted Henry on the shoulder and left the two to talk.

"You have a goddess wife and you're here? What's the deal?"

"I told you. Josie and I have an agreement."

"I'm in love with the Russian." Win slurred his speech. "We fucked in a private dance. I think I'll make her my Russian bride."

"You going to be alright to drive home Win? You're barely able to stand let alone walk."

"Just walk me down the aisle. You can be my best man."

"Go sleep it off Winslow. I'll at least help you to your car." Henry took Win by his arm and they ventured into the parking lot. Where he was parked happened to be right behind Serafina's feeding stance, Tessa still yelping and convulsing from her third orgasm.

"You're a good man McKellen." Win was so out of it he didn't even react to the bodybuilder and her weight lifting. Helping Winslow into his car Henry decided to take his keys and lean his car seat back.

"Tap a nap Buddy. I'll wake you up in an hour." Passed out on recline Winslow was still mumbling his wedding plans. "Yeah, that will never happen Win. Lose some!" Closing his door Henry pocketed the keys and watched Serafina's muscles rippling at she literally hoisted Tessa up and down on her tongue. Sitting on Win's hood he absorbed the beauty in both women.

Sighing he stood up and walked over to Serafina and unzipped his pants. Pulling his revived erection out he moved in toward Sera's ass, probing his crown amid her cunt. The height situation ruining his reach he gave up in any chances of penetration. Instead he just jerked off on her tight glutes like a champ.

"Maybe I should auction off a glass of my cum like Dom did." He chuckled. Having spent his load earlier he barely had anything left in the tank. Small spits of jizz peppered Sera's cheeks without her even aware he was behind her. Even Tessa in her loss of sanity overlooked him below her stride. Zipping back up with a scowl Henry decided to quietly put Winslow's keys on his dash and lock him in.

"Nights young still I'll recoup my energy and come out ready to ride by midnight. Better conserve it for Filly." He told himself on the way back inside Cashanova. Entering past the Bouncer he stopped and looked around. Literally every dancer in the club was either on stage or in private booths. Even Filly was missing from behind the bar as Henry headed there for a fresh beer.

"Where's Filly?" He asked Marcus.

"Smoke break."

"I didn't know she smoked."

"She doesn't."

"Weed?"

"Medicinal." Marcus chuckled then slid a bottle of Bud to Henry, "On the house."

"So...Serafina...owns you?"

"I wouldn't say own...but I'd never tell her no." Marcus smirked then reacted to someone stepping up behind Henry.

"Give me back my sash."

"Dom? Hey! Sure here." He plucked the rolled up robe sash from his shirt pocket. "Wish I could say awesome job up there but I'm going to have nightmares after that."

"You see that fucknut LouWanda make money off me? I should...naaa! He'd want more of it."

"Crazy stuff. Alright! Let's discuss Kel."

"What about her?"

"Can we actually co-own her and make it work?"

"Don't see why not. You gettin' gun shy?"

"Not at all. Just thinking. Has she...mentioned how I made her feel?"

"All that lovey dovey crap?" Dom sighs tying his robe, "Yeah, I saw in her eyes she liked it."

"I see in her eyes how much she likes what you do to her too. Kind of a tug of war dilemma the way I see it."

"Weren't gonna admit this Louisville...but I don't know any other way to be. Taught to be rough and tumble."

"Meaning? You don't know how to...make love to Kelly."

"Don't get sappy."

"I'm serious here. Honestly, I know how to be aggressive but not really how strict like you get. Maybe we're in the same boat."

"Sink or swim?"

"I'm fucking Filly tonight." Henry chose to change the subject.

"Good! She needs it."

"Have you and Felicia?"

"Nope! Could, but nope!"

"Question...what are you doing with that charity money?"

"Goes to Kel. It's how I afford to pay her bills."

"Wow! That's insanely honorable. I was thinking outside earlier I should auction mine off, but Svetty tapped me for a spell."

"Save up."

"Right! I was joking."

"Looks to me like you got yourself a nice lil' harem started."

"No clue how that happened." He chuckled. "Oh! Dom Perignon? That's rich."

"Makes me that way."

"Wait! Serafina dances on occasion right?"

"Yup!"

"So what's her stage name."

"Bubbly!" Dom grinned, "Where is my critter sis anyway?"

"LIFT KITty's with Tessa."

"Working out this late?"

"Might say that."

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BOOM!!!!!!

"What the hell?" Winslow Hardecker woke up to a jolt a cloudy gaze finding the ceiling of his car. A bob of his shocks made him lift his groggy head enough to wince out his front windshield. Seat control rising he found his turbulence. On his car hood lay Tessa Harper with a possessed pair of white eyes looking right at him. Her chest heaving skyward, arms stretched to her sides. The further upright Win got he found the top of Serafina Black's head as she vicious ate Tessa. They were going on an hour and Tessa was simply her puppet. No complaints about the hand up her. Puppeteer Style!

"I miss my Russian bride."

Seat went back down.

So did his eyelids.