Simone began her slut training.

The room was perfect. Purple, faux-leather padded seats wrapped around three of the walls, plus a big, matching footstool. At least, I thought they were purple, it was a little hard to tell with the red light filling the room. There was also a tiny table for drinks and an intercom on the wall next to the door to call for anything we needed. The other three walls were filled with huge monitors displaying looping videos of fires and shadowy dancers.

I sat on one of the padded seats. Simone stood in front of me with her hands on her hips. She was trying to look defiant, but I could tell she was very proud of herself. She'd just done a killer routine and she knew it. She also knew that she looked sexy as hell standing in front of me in her bra and black panties. Every guy she'd ever been with had probably been screaming, "Thank you!" either to her or to god himself the first time he'd seen her like this. The smug look on her face told me she expected me to do the same.

Instead, I asked, "How much for a private dance?"

Simone rolled her gorgeous almond shaped eyes at me. "One million dollars."

I laughed. "Come on," I chided her. "Play your part."

She crossed her arms, pushing up her big tits. She stared at me for a moment, then sighed and said, "It's twenty bucks for a song."

I pulled out a twenty dollar bill and laid it on the little table. A new song came on over the speakers and she started moving to it. Just like before, her wide hips swayed expertly with the music. She leaned over and shook her chest, making her big tits sway just a few inches from my face.

But she didn't touch me. She stayed just out of reach, as if she had to follow strick state regulations on stripper/patron safe distances. It drove me nuts being so close to her, but I played my part and sat still like a good strip club customer. She knew it too, I could see the satisfaction in her eyes.

"How did you get so good at this?" I asked.

"Foxy Diva Cardio classes every Thursday," she replied, humping the footstool in time with the music. The song ended and she asked, "Would you like another dance?"

I pulled out some more money and put it on the table. "I put in an extra five. How about the full monty?"

Simone might have been so rich that she had no idea what the price of bread was, but she still knew any stripper would be insulted by such a low offer. Grudgingly, she undid her bra as she swayed to the new song. Just like on stage, the actual removing clothes part was more awkward than the dancing, but that didn't matter. What was important was that I was finally going to see the legendary Asian twins.

Simone held her bra in front of her tits for a moment and looked me in the eyes. Her expression changed. I could tell that she was conflicted, like this was really crossing a line that she couldn't come back from. She looked down at my crotch, which I made easier to see by spreading my legs. She inhaled sharply, then dropped the bra on the floor.

They were everything I'd dreamed about since Vlad had showed me her file and said, "Don't even think about it. You have no chance with her." They were big and round, the perfect teardrop shape. I was surprised to see that her little, round Asian nipples were already sticking out. Was she more turned on than she wanted to admit? She cupped her heavy tits and lifted them up and down, incorporating them into her new dance. After a minute she slinked out of the panties, leaving her wearing nothing but her black high heels. She kept teasing me, staying just out of touch as she moved her perfect body in front of me.

The song went by quickly, but not quickly enough for Simone. When it finished she said, "Look, we both know where this is going. Can we just do it already?!"

I opened up my wallet again. "Let's see. I have twenty... seven dollars. That's enough for a real lap dance, right?"

Her cute, little nose crumpled up with rage. Simone took a step towards me, grabbed the money out of my hand, and slammed it on the table. The next song was much heavier than the previous ones, starting with a mean drum solo. She turned around and knelt a little, just enough to grind her ass against my crotch.

I'll be honest, I should have cum right then. I'm not sure how I managed to hold it in. Then she turned around and sat in my lap, one leg on either side of mine. She put her hands on the back of my neck and leaned back, thrusting her big tits up in the air and letting her long, black hair fall behind her. She swung back and forth on me as if I was the stripper pole, then leaned forward and buried my face in her big tits.

I grabbed them both and squeezed hard. Fuck the dance, I just wanted to shove my face in these big titties! Simone groaned a little and rubbed her butt against my crotch as I first licked between her tits, then pushed her nipples together and sucked them both into my mouth.

Once I'd had my fill, I grabbed her tight ass and stood up, lifting her onto her feet. I squeezed her naked cheeks hard, then pushed her away. I unzipped my pants, pulled out my cock, and said, "On your knees, slut."

"Don't call me names, asshole!" replied Simone. However, she dropped to the ground as I had asked.

I held up my cock, presenting her with my sack. "Suck my balls."

She hesitated, swaying slightly and staring at my cock like a cobra watching a snake handler. I looked into her gorgeous eyes and I could almost feel that 100% belief in the awesomeness of my cock pulsing in her head. She leaned forward slowly, licked my balls tentatively, then sucked them into her mouth.

Simone moaned. Hard. This was not a normal sound for tea-bagging, this was the sound a woman makes when a cock slips into her pussy. Her whole body relaxed as she licked and sucked my balls. I let her do that for a minute, enjoying it almost as much as she did. Then I pulled my balls out of her mouth with a surprisingly loud 'pop', grabbed the back of her head, and jammed my cock in her mouth.

"Yeah, sluts like you aren't satisfied with sucking balls. You need the whole cock."

The stuck-up bitch lost any resistance she had been pretending to have and sucked hard. I was only just beginning to expect this kind of enthusiasm when a woman blew me, and it was incredible. I tried to put my hands on her head and push her down on me harder, but there just wasn't any resistance. Even the slightest pressure and she pushed herself into a fierce deepthroat. She scooted closer and I could feel her big tits against my legs as she choked on my hard rod. I let her go for a couple of minutes, and her moans got louder than the club's music as she got more and more excited.

I pulled out. I had too much planned for the night to finish that quickly.

"Noooo!" whined Simone. "Don't stop! I was so close!"

"Close to what? Cumming?"

"Yes! Do you want me to say it?! Fine! You fuck my throat better than Steve fucked my pussy! It felt amazing! Come on, let's stop the game. Let's just go back to my room and fuck."

"Your room?" I asked. "What, like I'm your new boyfriend?"

"No, obviously not," she said indignantly. "It's just a fling. We've got a couple of days to fuck like crazy, then you'll marry Nicole. We might as well just accept that we're into each other and commit to it until then."

I laughed as hard as I'd ever laughed. "I'm not your new boyfriend, and I'm not your fucking island fling, either. You're just a hot slut that I'm going to fuck stupid." I grabbed her by the arms and pulled her to her feet, then pushed her onto the padded benches. She landed on her back and her big breasts fell to either side of her chest. "Push those big tits together for me, slut!"

She did as I asked, but said, "I told you to stop calling me-OH MY FUCKING GOD!"

The moment I stuck my cock in her tight pussy, her eyes crossed and she started screaming. She only got louder as I pushed my hips back and forth, fucking her as hard and fast as I could. The music was loud, but it was a good thing the room was soundproofed. I felt like a god.

"YES! FUCKING FUCK ME FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!"

I grabbed her nipples and squeezed. She stopped saying words and just screamed. Her beautiful face contorted with all the pleasure that I was making her feel. Her pussy was literally hotter than any I'd ever had. It was the best fuck of my life.

"CUMMING!!! I'M CUMMING!!!"

Of course she was. She'd been cumming since I'd entered her. I hadn't been inside her long, but combined with her eager blowjob I was ready to blow my load. I came hard inside her. Was she on the pill? Almost certainly, but it didn't matter. I'd own this bitch in a couple more days.

+25 BS. 108 Remaining.

I pulled out, slightly lightheaded from the exertion. I stood up and said, "Wow, that was fun, right?" but she didn't respond. She just laid on the seat, panting heavily, eyes still completely unfocused.

I went to the intercom by the door and pressed the speaker button. "Hi. We're going to need some energy drinks in here. Oh, and my new buddy Hon said you guys have the best chicken wings of any club in town. I could use some protein, so send a plate of those. Hey Simone, you want anything?"

She didn't respond. Her head rolled to the side and a little drool dribbled out of her smiling mouth.

I pressed the button again. "Yeah, we're going to need more than energy drinks. Send a couple bumps of cocaine, too."