A Special Club

The two women sat quietly in the car during the drive. Neither one was aware of where they were going despite that one of them was the one driving. Victoria’s body operated the car following unknown orders given to it by Chloe’s now living breasts. Breasts that had turned both women into their helpless slaves. Both women were quietly trying to think of a way out of their predicaments and quiet with fear of what plans the breasts had for them. They had told them that they were excited for their first weekend and wanted to do something fun for themselves and didn’t give a fuck if either of the women enjoyed themselves during this venture.

The car came to a stop outside of with a neon sign which read ‘Ambrosia Nightclub‘ in light blue. Chloe’s right breast squeezed itself and worked its self out of the top of her silver dress which didn’t take much work as it was cut incredibly low showing off massive amounts of cleavage. “Ok Chloe, before we continue, we need to set some ground rules. You will only say what we want you to say. Understood. In fact, it might be best if we do the talking. We have already made plans for that. Also, don’t try to leave unless we give you permission. Is that understood.”

Chloe nodded reluctantly. She was worried about this ‘already made plans’ part and what that could mean. Her left breast popped itself out like how the right one had done already leaving Chloe sitting in the car with both of her breasts hanging out of the top of her dress. “Victoria, you won’t leave until we decide it it is time to. If anyone asks who you are, you will say your Chloe’s girlfriend. You can also say your her sex **** or even say your OUR sex ****. When Chloe goes inside you will follow her.”

Victoria’s face went red as much as it could beneath the heavy pale makeup she wore. “I’m not telling anyone I’m a sex ****!” She tried to yell at Chloe’s left breast but it came out at a normal conversation level. “I’m not anyone’s sex ****!” She followed up angerily.

Both of Chloe’s breasts worked themselves back into the silver dress and both said in unison “Yes you are.”

“Ok CloClo! Lets go sweetie!” Her right breast said as soon as both breasts were safely tucked back into place inside of her silver dress. Both nipples were hard and quite visibly poking hard into the dress. “Oh before we forget! Vagina, get wet and horny.” The right breast added. Chole felt a rush of hormones flood her system as she was instantly horny. Her vagina quickly soaking the crotch of her panties with its juices.

Chloe got out of the car and started to walk towards the club. “This isn’t fair. Please don’t make me horny like this!” Victoria climbed out of the car and followed beside Chole.

“Deal with it. We want to feel it and it will make this more fun!” Her left breast said. “I guess we should share it of course… Victoria, get wet and horny too.” It commanded. Victoria felt it immediately as her pussy suddenly tightened. She pressed her hands between her legs as she walked for a moment as her own panties started to grow wet from her pussy.

They arrived to the door and they could hear loud pounding music emanating from the door. A large man in a black polo with blond hair stopped them before they could enter. “Sorry ladies. You can’t enter until I see some ID’s.” He held out his hand. Without saying a word both women reached into their respective purses and retrieved their ID cards and handed them over. He held up a flashlight and shined it on the ID cards bathing them in a blue light. After checked both ID cards he handed them back. “Ok ladies. Welcome to the Ambrosia Nightclub. I hope you two enjoy yourselves.” He stepped to the side to allow them entry.

The two miss matched women pushed their way passed the doors letting them close behind them. They looked around and instantly felt uncomfortable. The room was dark as the lights were very low but it was filled with tables with wooden seats around them. A long bar ran down one side of the room and had several bar stools in front of it. They didn’t have any backs and seemed to swivel. Nearly every seat in the room was filled by men. A DJ booth was set into the corner opposite from the bar closer to the door. The room itself was dominated with a large stage like platform with a catwalk. At the end of the catwalk was a silver pole extending to the ceiling. This place wasn’t so much a nightclub as it was a strip club.

A woman was on the stage/catwalk dancing. She wore only a pair of black lacy panties as she hugged the pole and spun around on it. Several men sat around the catwalk holding out money watching her as she finished her spin and started crawling away from the pole. There were a few other women scantily dress making their way around the room. One woman wearing a string bikini was holding a man’s hand and leading him to a series of curtains hanging on the wall on the left side of the room. The two disappeared into a private room when they pressed passed one of the curtains.

Chloe felt her breasts shift inside of her dress. She could feel their excitement as she took in the view. Both women stood there taking in the view in stunned silence. Neither of them had ever been inside a strip club before and had no idea what to do. Victoria was clueless as to why there were there but guessed that Chloe’s breasts were lesbians based on her experiences with them so far and must be there to enjoy seeing more naked women. Chloe however knew that they must be planning on make her work here as they had already told her that she was to become a stripper.

After a few seconds Chloe felt what felt like her breast say something but didn’t hear it over the loud booming music. Suddenly her legs started walking her over to the bar. The sudden movement caught Chloe off guard as she wasn’t expecting her legs to start walking right then. Victoria found herself helplessly following behind Chloe. Chloe sat down at the bar and Victoria sat down beside her. The bar tender walked over and smiled at them. “Hey, can I get you two a drink?” she said cheerfully. The bartender was a beautiful brunette woman with long hair that disappeared behind her back. She wore a black button down blouse and black pants. A white bow tie hung from her shirt collar. Her appearance surprised both Chloe and Victoria at how well dressed she was.

Victoria nodded. “Sure… can I get a Long Island please.” She said really wishing she wasn’t there. She was completely mortified at her situation. She was at a strip club, a place she wouldn’t ever be caught dead at. And she was dressed like a goth slut to boot. Something that she would never ever wear little much to a place like this. She hoped against hope that no one would recognize her. Her strange appearance might help her with that as no one would guess that she would dress like this in a million years to include herself.

Chloe went to ask for a drink as well but instead of asking for a drink she said. “Hey, how does one get to do that over there. I would love to give it a try!” A smile was on her face as she did. Chloe felt all the color drain from her face as she asked the bartender how to become a stripper.

The bartender laughed as she started to make Victoria’s drink. “Well, how about that. Don’t get many girls off the street asking about a thing like that. Well you asked the right person. I happen to be the manager of this place. Do you have any experience?”

Chloe wanted to run. Desperately so. But her body refused to move from the bar stood which she was perched. “No, but I do live stream and practice dancing at my place.” Chloe felt one of her breasts say something again but like before it was too quiet to be heard over the music. Her hands reached up and squished her breasts together. “I was hoping that this would be the experience needed to try.” Obviously her breasts were going to be pulling her puppet strings the whole time here.

The bartender laughed at Chloe. “Well they aren’t experience but they are certainly an asset! What about your little dark friend here.” The bartender turned to face Victoria as she slide the glass with her drink over to her. “Are you also interested in getting on stage and bearing it all?” She asked with a smirk.

Victoria instantly shook her head. “Oh no! Not at all. I’m here because… I’m her girlfriend.” Her eyes went wide as she didn’t mean to say that last part. “Ah! I mean I’m her sex ****!” She exclaimed. She felt shame rush her. “No! I mean yes! I’m her girlfriend!” Victoria tried to back peddle but wasn’t able to get passed anything else and finally decided to stop talking and instead wrapped her black coated lips around the strap protruding from her Long Island Ice Tea. Her cheeks were beat red with embarrassment.

“Well you two are quiet the pair!” The bartender laughed. “Look, we normally don’t take strays off the street but you two looked pretty well put together and don’t seem like your druggies or anything.” She gave both women a look over. “Ok, here’s the deal. I don’t mind letting you give it a try BUT you first I want to see what you can do. Lets start with a private show. Impress me there and I’ll consider letting you get up on stage.” She turned to Victoria. “Your not going to be getting angry or jealous because she is dancing?”

Victoria looked up from her drink which she was sucking down quickly trying to not think about what she just said. “No… I won’t. I’m just here… to enjoy the show.” She said trying to figure out what to say so she doesn’t get in trouble with the breasts.

The bartender waved one of the girls over. “Hey, watch the bar for a few. This young lady want to try out.” The woman who was dressed in a sexy nurse outfit nodded and took her place behind the bar as the bartender led Chloe to a private booth. Victoria watched as she was led away and was glad that she didn’t get up to follow as she expected to. The breasts had told her to follow Chloe around but they must have planned for this and gave previous instructions to keep her from interfering. She turned back to the her drink and took another deep suck on the straw nearing finishing off her drink.

Chloe followed behind the well dressed woman into the private room. Her legs moving beyond her control at the behest of her breasts. She wanted to run away and hide her head under her pillows as the shame of what she was about to be **** to do crept into her mind. The private room was surprisingly larger then Chloe had expected. She estimated the room at being 20 square feet. Along the walls were a red velvet couch that started on one wall and followed all the way around into a large U shape. A gold colored pole stood in the middle of the room almost as a center piece. It was obvious to Chloe that this space was for private shows and not for general lap dances. She guess most of the other curtained rooms were probably a lot smaller then this space.

The woman closed the curtain behind her and sat down on the velvety couch. She crossed her legs as she leaned back. “My name is Katrina. So before we start the audition, tell me about yourself.” She motioned for Chloe to have a seat next to her on the couch.

Chloe accepted her invite and sat down. She had regained control over her body once she entered the private dance space. “My… name is… uh… Chloe.” She said softly. “I used to work at an office until I quit recently.”

Katrina leaned forward. “Why did you quit your job?” she inquired to Chloe.

She wasn’t sure how to answer the question. She couldn’t just tell her that her now living breasts **** her to do so. She take a deep breath. “I quit so I can peruse being a stripper and a full time cam girl.” Chloe didn’t intend to say that but the words just flowed from her mouth. Her breasts must have planned for that question and made sure she would answer it how they wanted. This wasn’t the first time that her mouth moved beyond her control today. Her breasts must have done something to her while she slept last night. They were completely piece-milling her body away from her part by part which sent shivers down her spine.

The well dressed woman in the white bow tie leaned back again and pushed some hair away from her face. “So why do you want to be a stripper so badly that you would leave a nice cush office position?”

Chloe knew that she wasn’t going to be the one to answer that question and she was right. Again her mouth started moving without her wanting it to. “I love being looked at. I get hot when people look at my massive breasts.” Her hands reached up and squeezed them together as she spoke. “Just thinking about having people watch me squeeze and play with my naked breasts is enough to make me want to go insane. It’s also why I am a cam girl too but I’ve always wanted to be an erotic dancer. So much so that I even bought a stripper pole for my place.” Chloe was horrified at what she was saying. Her breasts were making her out to be some kind of perverted weirdo. “I tired to play the good girl and do the 9 to 5 thing but I hated it.”

Katrina smiled slyly. “So your an exhibitionist then.” She motioned towards the curtain. “Why did you bring your girlfriend along? Since you are obviously into women, are you ok dancing for men?”

Chloe felt embarrassed for not just herself but Victoria who was being **** to play the role of her girlfriend which was making Chloe out to be a lesbian which she wasn’t. “Victoria wanted to come along. She loves watching hot girls dancing and I thought it would be fun for her to be able to enjoy the performers while I was here. I’m also totally into guys as well so no I don’t mind at all.”

The woman placed her hands behind her head. “Ok, so the next song is about to start. Time to show me what you got. Feel free to use the pole or anything else here.”

Chloe felt her breasts say something but again was far too quiet for her to be able to hear what they said but she guessed it was an order to her arms and legs. Her suspicions were verified only a few seconds later when the music changed and a new song started. Chloe felt her hips started to sway as she legs moved under the command of her breasts. She reconciled the swaying her body was being **** into from the hours of practice she had been **** to do. This was the dance that she had been **** to learn how to do. ‘Oh god! Please don’t make me do this!’ She thought to herself as her hands started to trace the line of her hips up towards her breasts. Her legs stomped her feet one after another in a crisscross patter walking her closer to the woman forcing her hips to sway rhythmically as she closed the distance.

Once near the woman, Chloe’s **** her into a bending position leaning down before Katrina. Her body weight resting on her legs. Chloe could feet her breasts take this moment to press themselves forward and together to exaggerate her cleavage. Chloe’s hands pushed the woman’s legs apart slowly as her shoulders started to rock her upper body. This shimmy caused her breasts to sway back and forth but the movement that her breasts did Chloe could feel was far more then they should have for a simple shimmy. Chloe’s breasts made sure to sway far more then normal for Katrina. She could feel the excitement of her breasts basking in being closely watch as Katrina’s eyes were locked on her breasts.

Chloe dropped down into a spread legged position and pressed her body forward into Katrina’s own spread legs. As she moved forward Chloe’s legs and arms pushed hers back upright ensuring her breasts made contact with the woman’s face in a soft graze. Once standing back upright, her legs turned her around and she started to sway her hips again in rhythm with the music as her hands placed themselves on her hips. Chloe was still standing between Katrina’s legs so this had her ass prominently placed directly before Katrina’s face.

Chloe knew what was coming as she had been **** to practice this dance over and over again she when she was suddenly bent forward she wasn’t caught off guard like she had been the first few times. Her hands wrapped around her ankles holding her in a standing folded position. Her legs then proceeded to jiggle her silver covered ass directly in Katrina’s face. Chloe then slowly stood back up doing the hair flip that the danced called for knowing that if she didn’t her breasts would punish her in some way that she knew she would regret.

As she came back to a standing position her fingers hooked under her dress’s hem and started to pull it up exposing her panties. Her legs again swayed her hips as her hands continued to pull the dress up. Chloe’s legs took a couple of steps away from the red velvet couch and Katrina then came to a stop. When she stopped moving away her legs planted themselves spread wide as her hands peeled the dress all the way up in a very slow deliberate action. Her dress disappeared over her head as it was pulled free of her body. One hand crossed her chest covering her breasts in a false modesty as the other held her dress out full stretch. Her hand held onto the dress lightly as Chloe knew she needed to look over her shoulder at the woman in a provocative manner. As she did her hand released the dress letting it freely drop to the floor.

Chloe was then spun back around and walked towards the woman again with her feet crossing over each other in a slow deliberate walk. Her hand still covering her breasts which were pressing themselves back trying to look at large as they could. Once she stood between Katrina’s legs again she leaned forward and placed both hands on Katrina’s shoulders let her breasts be freely seen. As soon as she did she felt rush of excitement flood her. It wasn’t her excitement but that of her breasts. Their excitement joined her own thanks to her pussy having been commanded to be horny.

Chloe felt the strange sensation of her breasts speaking again but the sound was still completely lost beneath the loud volume of the music. She also felt her breasts moving and swaying on their own. Katrina kept a cool and relatively blank expression on her face the whole time that Chloe had been dancing. This suddenly changed as her face turned slightly blushing red and a smile crossed her face which she was now clearly trying to suppress. The well dressed woman looked up from Chloe’s breasts to look her in the face as she started to shift in her seat.

The **** dance continued as Chloe was pushed forward pressing her massive rack into Katrina’s face. Her breasts pressed themselves together almost hugging the woman’s face. Chloe pulled back and turned around. Her legs dropped her down on Katrina’s lap and started to **** her to gyrate her hips in a grinding fashion. This was when the music finally started to come to an end. As the music finished, Chloe was spun around so her feet rested on the couch as one of her arms wrapped around Katrina’s neck.

Katrina’s face was completely flushed as Chloe finished her dance. Her heart was pounding in her chest as the bombshell of a dancer sat sideways upon her lap with one arm hugging her. “Wow.” Was all she said as she tried to recover herself. Her face was only inches away from Chloe’s face and she could feel her breath on her. She wanted to kiss the woman on her lap incredibly badly at that exact moment and had to fight herself from actually doing it. “Ummm… You can…ah.. get up now.” She stammered.

Chloe stood up removing herself from Katrina’s lap and sat down next to her on the red velvet couch. “So… umm… What do you think?” Chloe said timidly. She half expected her breasts had planned something for her to say but when she didn’t she decided to ask that.

Katrina straighten herself up briefly and fidgeted for a second. She was quiet clearly flustered about something. ‘Holy shit that girl can dance. I don’t even like women and she somehow made me completely horny from just watching her.’ Katrina thought to herself. She had been fine most of the dance but suddenly towards the end she became super attracted to the woman dancing and was now unbelievably horny. “Well, I will admit that you definitely are a good dancer.” She looked the woman over and her eyes came to a rest on her panties which were clearly soaking wet indicating that Chloe was also horny right then. ‘She did say that she enjoyed being looked at…’ she reasoned.

Katrina looked her in the eyes again. “You are really good looking and clearly know how to dance and how to turn on a customer…” she trailed off for a second trying to suppress her own desire for the woman that had showed up out of no where. “… Fine. I will give you a shot. You impressed me enough here that I am willing to let you on stage. If you can do what you just here out there then well I’m sure your going to be a hit. Come back Monday afternoon and we will sit down and do some paperwork.”

Chloe felt both relieved and mortified. She was relieved that she wasn’t going to be **** to dance anymore tonight but mortified that she was now official a stripper and starting Monday she was going to be **** into it. Katrina got up and quickly exited the room and Chloe followed behind her. Katrina headed to the bathroom and Chloe joined Victoria at the bar.