In the VIP...with J and P.

Ten minutes later, you are in the VIP booth. Paulina is naked, except for her fishnets and heels. Your cock is free, and she's grinding it between her ass cheeks as she leans back against your chest, slinking up and down against your chest. Jenna is sitting a few feet away. Her dress is hiked up, and she has a hand in her panties. The second song of your five is ending: $150 for 5 songs, plus another $150 on top for the extras. Jenna showed Paulina the money, and the condoms, and the minx didn't even flinch. She even seems to like the idea that Jenna just wants to watch. Or rather...the idea that you are only allowing Jenna to watch.
"This feels so good to have such a sexy, young thing, writhing on my lap." You say, loud enough for Jenna to hear. "Just what I've been missing." You catch Jenna's eye. It's difficult to see in the dim booth, but you can see her face contort in pain. She's had a taste of physical pain from her submission... now she's getting a taste of a different kind of pain. And she seems to both love it and hate it, which is how you know it's good. "What a smart little slut you are, Jenna." She nods.
On the third song, Paulina lays flat, taking your cock in her mouth as she twerks. Her head bobs up and down in counterpoint with her bouncing ass, and you can hear Jenna whimper.
"I know baby...you can't see from all the way over there. You should come closer." You crook a finger, and Jenna looks **** as she comes closer. When she gets within reach, you grab her head and put her face on your thigh, inches from where Paulina is slobbering on your dick. At this distance, you can see the glisten in her eyes.
"What's the matter, Jenna? Does it hurt, seeing another woman on this cock that you thought belonged to you?" She nods. "Do you want her to stop?" The moment stretches on...until she shakes her head.
"Use your words, Jenna."
"I don't want her to stop." her voice is very small.
"Louder..and if you don't want her to stop...then what should she be doing?"
"F....fucking you..." you can see tears now.
"Louder, Jenna. I can't hear you."
"I want her to fuck you!" Loud enough that time. Her face is upset and aroused. Paulina moans on your cock. Guess she thinks this is hot, too.
"Well...I'm going to need something for that, don't you think?" You release her head, and she scurries over to her purse. Paulina stops blowing you, and looks at you with desire.
"I'm not gong to lie. I've seen some freaky shit in my time, but this makes the top 10, James."
"If you ever want to party outside of work..." you suckle a tit for a second. "...I'll make it worth your while."
She looks thoughtful, and Jenna returns with the condom in hand.
"Here you go, sir." She starts to reach for your dick, but you grab her wrist.
"Not like that, Jenna." You shake your head. "With your mouth."
Jenna gives a little sob, putting the rubber ring in her teeth. You sigh in satisfaction as she puts it over your crown, rolling it down with the motion of a blowjob. "That's my good girl."
You fuck Paulina, first with her riding your cock, then you stand up and put her down doggy style on the couch. You tell Jenna to free her tits so you can manhandle them while you do it.
"Thank you." she says, and you realize that she's happy just to be included at all.
"You're being such a good girl, Jenna. You deserve a reward. I'll have to think about what that will be."
"You....your pleasure is the...only r..r..reward I need....sir..." tears are streaming down her face now. But she isn't stopping this. She knows she has the power.
Paulina moans, and you can feel her cave convulsing. You are going to cum, you realize.