The Velvet Panther

Rod picked up the suit from Georgina's house, opting to put it on right away.

He stripped off his clothes, his cock swaying back and forth in front of her. The exposure made him hard.

"Be careful with that thing." said Georgina, concerned.

"Yes maam." he said, slipping on the spandex suit.

He looked like a discount Marvel hero, but at lease his identity was concealed.

His cock was securely held in place, and surprisingly not painful.

"The pull tab there is the quick release" she said pointing with a pen to a tab on the waist.

Rod pulled the tab and his cock sprung upwards from the suit, hitting the pen she was holding with such **** that it made a pen shaped hole in the ceiling.

"Perfect" said Rod, wagging his cock back and forth.

He set out for the Velvet Panther.

When he arrived, he was stopped by the security guard out front of the strip club.

He pulled the quick release and his cock sprang out.

"I have business inside"

"Right this way sir." said the large security guard, succumbing to the hypnosis.

When he entered, he approached one of the waitresses. "I need you to assemble all of the dancers and let me interview them one at a time. I'll be in the VIP room."

All six dancers that were working lined up outside of the room. He beckoned the first one in.

"Sir, you are not allowed to expose yourself in here." she said.

"It is ok, don't worry about it." he said, the hypnosis taking root.

"Ok, no problem. My name is Natasha. Can I give you lap dance?" she asked with a thick Russian accent.

"I came here to interview you actually, but sure, that is fine."

"Have any of the girls started acting differently lately?"

She climbed onto his lap, her silk panties grinding against his cock.

"Not really, but Alexandra has been making some large purchases recently and hasn't been dancing that much.

"Like what?"

"She just bought a new Lamborghini and a Ferrari. We make pretty good money, but not that good."

"Fuck me, that must be her." he exclaimed.

"Ok", she replied, pulling her panties to the side and squishing his dick inside her.

"That's not what I meant." he said, forgetting about the hypnosis.

He called for the waitress, who ignored the stripper riding his cock.

"Can you bring in Alexandra?"

"She isn't here at the moment." replied the waitress.

"Do you have an address for her?"

"I don't know what it is sir, sorry. This is her photo, though." she said before showing him the image on her phone.

He could feel the Natasha's ample ass shake as she rode him.

"Is there anything else I can do for you sir?"

"Send the others in." he replied.

She did so, the other strippers lining up.

I need to cum in a hurry, can you all help Natasha out.

The strippers pulled their bikini tops to the side to reveal their perky tits.

Two pressed their breasts into his face along with Natashas and the others stroked his scalp and licked his ears.

One whispered in his ear "If it was my pussy, it would have been full of your cum already." before guiding his hand to her crotch.

He slipped two fingers inside and felt her vice grip. Natasha saw what was happening and became competitive, trying to draw his focus.

He could feel her pussy tighten around his cock.

He held her down and emptied his balls inside of her while balls deep. He let out a sigh.

The group of girls all applauded as if he had just performed a concert.

He got up and saluted the group, before tucking his cock away and getting out of the strip club as fast as he could.

He could hear the reaction from outside of the room as the girls all came out of hypnosis and saw their friends pussy leaking cum.

One of them came out and pointed at him and shouted. "Get him"

He pulled out his cock and burst through the wall of the strip club, running as fast as he could to flee the scene.