Corrina and a stripper enter the room

Corrina smiled as she watched the three customers in the room. She could easily sense their emotions: anger, jealousy, frustration, and lust. Danny and Lana were full of it. Desires for Riley, for the stripper who came with her, for Larissa... and for herself. The busty bartender's smile deepened as she reveled being lusted by them. She also noticed Riley's own desires, barely noticeable but ready to bloom until the Idol could harvest them.

And finally, there was Angel. The fierce mocha-skinned woman was one of the club's strippers, several tattoos adorned her body, including a large picture of an angel on her back, which explained her stage name.

“We didn't order any champaign,” Lana said when Corinna put a large bottle on a small table.

“Don't worry, it's a gift from the house, so we'll be sure that you'll enjoy your stay here to the fullest,” Corinna answered as she leaned forward, the blonde vixen giving her an unobstructed view of her ripe cleavage.

“Do you want a lap dance too cuty?” she asked teasingly, her face now a few inches apart from the increasingly horny Lana. She was debating accepting the proposition, her natural timidity conflicting with her lust, fueled by the bartender's intoxicating pheromones.

“Stop bothering her, it's my boyfriend whose getting a lap dance tonight,” Riley said, supporting her friend against the intimidating slut, at least that what she thought. Corinna sent Lana a kiss before opening the champaign bottle.

Angel couldn't recall the last time she saw Corrina acting like this. Eck! Half of the strippers on stage were acting like whores in heat before she left. The seasoned stripper wasn't aginst raising the heat a few notches, it always made bigger tips, but she wasn't sure the manager will tolerate that behavior. For a brief moment she wondered if she should leave the room and go dancing with Larissa on stage, the last thing she saw before leaving was Skye joining the Brazilian beauty on the main stage, eyes filled with desire.

“Damn, I really need to get laid,” Angel thought, her daydreaming interrupted by her customer's girlfriend.

“Huh, sorry, what?”

“I said”, Riley answered, “I don't want to see him touching you, he just won a stupid lapdance so make it quick please.”

“Don't worry miss, no touching here, “ Angel said reassuringly. “The bouncer is in the next room. And if he's a naughty boy I can kick his ass,” she added, giving him a look that was both arousing and intimidating.

Their conversation was interrupted by Corrina, moving swiftly behind the stripper, she grabbed something that was on her belt, her other hand sneaking under Angel's skimpy costume to rest on her tattooed back. Angel moaned, the bartender’s hand feeling incredible while Corinna infused her tattooed skin with corruptive energy. A similar dose of demonic essence was poured into a pair of handcuffs, enough to turn the grey metal into a dark material with reddish highlights. Removing her hands from Angel, Corinna quickly fastened the handcuffs on Danny’s hands without letting him time to protest.

“With this, you won’t be able to touch her, even if she gives you the lewdest lapdance imaginable,” Corrina said.

“And I’m sure she will,” she added, whispering in his ear. “But if you want to break it, you’ll have to give up everything”.

Danny didn’t have time to protest or question what the bartender just said. His view was suddenly filled with Angel’s deep cleavage, the stripper beginning her routine with way more enthusiasm than usual.

Corrina giggled as she left the booth, closing the curtain to get them enough privacy.

“Do you think they’ll cause trouble?” the bouncer asked while he lit up a cigarette.

“No, don’t worry, Angel is in control, his girlfriend is watching them. Oh, and I handcuffed him on the chair so he won’t be able to touch her,” Corinna maliciously said.

“Good, I don’t know what’s in the air tonight but something feels off,” he answered, taking a glance toward the main room.

Corinna’s smile got wider when she saw what was happening everywhere.

At first, she had planned to come back to the lapdance room later to have some fun but she wondered if she should send a dancer instead. Several perverse ideas popped into her mind, and she liked all of them.