A men’s club for sure!

As Bria’s eyes adjusted to the darkness she looked around the room, a shocked expression on her face. In the room there was a bar, with a cute brunette bartender in a revealing outfit behind it, around the room there were several tables, a couple of them large round tables with a raised part and a pole on it. A few men were sitting at the table, drinks in hand, and on one of the raised scenes a blonde with huge fake breasts was dancing to the clear enjoyment of the group of older men in suits sitting around it.

‘A strip club?’ she thought, ‘Well, I won’t be dancing at least…’ and she moved towards the bar. “Hi, I’m Bria… the new waitress!” she introduced herself cheerfully.

“Oh…” the girl replied, looking at the cute beauty queen and her tiny dress and stilettos, “Alright, take these drinks to the private party” she told her, putting a tray full of drinks on the bar, “It’s the second room on the right out in the main room, and I’m Chris!” she smiled at Bria and points in the direction.

With a nod of the head she took the tray and walked out of the room, several comments made by some of the men as she passed. The bar room opened onto a large room below, a deck going around it upstairs. Downstairs there was a large area with a strippers-pole and chairs and table surrounding it, a typical strip club layout. On the deck there were four doorways with pearl curtains hanging from three of them, besides the big opening to the bar, two on each side and a flight of stairs down into the club, a huge black man blocking the access upstairs.

Bria went to the right past the first doorway from which she didn’t hear anything and to the second doorway where laughter and the sound of a girl moaning could be heard over the music.

“Oh…” Bria gasped as she entered the room. Close to twenty men were in the room, drinking and talking, and some scantily clad woman were sitting in the laps of some of them, on a raised part of the floor in the middle of the room a girl was getting fucked hard in a sex-swing hanging from the ceiling.

“Hey honey, join the party!” an old man brought her attention away from the moaning woman in the middle of the room.

“Uhm… sure!” she replied, trying to be cheerful to please the man whose hand had already moved onto her ass, only the little dress between her ass and his hand. He groped her ass and guided her into the room, introducing her to several other men in the room. After a round the tray was empty, her face was red from the groping and a couple of bills were stuffed between her breasts.

She returned to the bar leaving the carnage behind, at least three different men having had taken turns on the woman in the swing while Bria was in the room. On the scene below a stripper was doing her routine, the perverts in the audience hooting and hollowing at her, and Bria felt excited from seeing this wondering how it would be to be the center of attention in such a crowd.

“Hey… I thought they might would have kept you!” Chris grinned, “You can leave your tips back here” she continued seeing the money in Bria’s cleavage.

“Thanks… Um, what’s the deal with this place?” Bria questioned.

“Of course, the upstairs is the private part… only members up there, so be extra nice when you’re serving here!” Chris told her, “Downstairs is open for the public, and it can get a little out of hand sometimes so get to know the bouncers and they’ll help you out!” she warned her.

Bria wondered what went on downstairs, if it would be worse than the party she just saw.

“Here, take this…” Chris handed Bria another tray of drinks…