Bartender's Nightly Tips

A good bartender will go to any lengths for a good tip. Low-cut shirts for what many call "titty tips", tight yoga pants, touching guys arms or bodies, flirty banter. All for the hefty cash or card tip. Nicole was no different, and would do more to get paid. A tall, lanky blond with a beautiful, high-cheekboned face, hard, good looks, sexy, and a troubled past and present, Nikki, as she went by, was the tip queen. A $400, mid-week night was average for her.

Nikki also accepted one fact: Her very purpose was to please man. Bartending was her trade and she was good at it, but her main thing was pleasing men. Any and all. Her long, fit legs were made to wrap around men's necks as they pounded her, those killer-long nails intended to impale men's backs while they drove her into the mattress, that bright, imperfect smile meant to wrap around men's cocks daily and often. That pert ass existed for men to fuck her anally at will. Nikki knew all this, well.

"All done?" she asked a male bar guest in his 30s or so. The man said yes, final bill, Nikki. She printed out the bill, and handwrote a message: "Blow job for 20? Fuck me for 75?" she noted, with a sidelight on the bottom "My ass will cost you a hundred. I love anal but it hurts".

The interested guest read the bill, left cash for his food and beer, and nodded to her. "75", intoning desire to fuck her. Nikki led him to a construction trailer behind the building, having her coworker, Brianne, take over. The guest hard-fucked Nikki causing her to wail out the trailer window, helped her up after, and paid her. Along with an additional 15 for a tip.

"Whew..That was..Good break" Nikki thought. "Ok, who's next? Who else tonight? How many?" she considered. "Not bad, though. 90 from that one. Cute, too..I'd let him anal me".

Making her way back behind the bar, an hour passed before she served a business-looking, middle aged guy. "Hmm..Well kept, hair trimmed, nice smile..He'd fuck me. I'm here to be used. Get him".

Nikki did her job with the business guy, Aaron, who sat for a bit, then said had to go.

"Gotta pick up the neighbor's kid..I need to go" he told Nikki. "Check, please..You're so beautiful, by the way" he added with a sly smile that set off her mind.

Nikki offered the same on the check as the previous, however, added "Bring a friend for 150", and "Film it for 200". Again, Nikki knew her role. To serve as fuck doll for one and all. And, if she profited, so be it.

Swiping his card, Nikki turned to Aaron, who offered a direct response.

"250 to spew on your beautiful face..While filming?"

Wide-smiled, Nikki agreed.

"Yes..Give me 10 minutes". The fuck doll who existed for men's use and sexual pleasure stated. In her mind, she was as excited about the money as she was to have her pretty, high-cheekboned, over-makeupped face slathered with sticky juices. As always, she knew her place.