It's Amy, the bouncer. She takes charge of the situation.

Bursting onto the scene is none other than Amy, the bouncer from the entrance to the club, her face looking it was carved from stone and twisted into a look of complete rage as she catches sight of Matt in the middle of the circle of dickgirls. His pants are torn open, exposing his and girlcum pours out of his asshole. Girlcum is all over his face, mixing with saliva and pre-cum and his hair is thick and greasy with the feminine spunk.

The evidence is clear for anyone to see and Any wastes no time in drawing her own conclusions of what is going on. "You fucking sluts, you know the rules of the club.." Embarking on a furious rant Amy is a far cry from the seductive, sexy women that she was when Matt first entered through the door. Matt looks on as Amy summarily chew the dickgirls out and even proceeds to hand out their punishment. "..you're not to touch another boy at the club in three months, not even for a handjob!"

At this the offending dickgirls groan collectively, not enjoying the prospect of celibacy but still figuring it could be worse. "I'll also inform Regina of this transgression. She will be allowed to deal with you as she desires!" The dickgirls faces go stark white at the mention of Regina and they freeze for a moment before they scatter, scrambling to leave the club in a flurry.

"You better run.." Amy mutters to herself before relaxing her features and turning toward Matt, a gentle smile on her face. "..Hey baby, you look like shit." Squatting down next to his reeking form her quip elicits a small laugh from Matt.

"I can imagine.." He mutters in way of reply as he relaxes in Amy's comforting presence. "I don't think you can baby, but that's okay. Regina asked me to look after you as she left for the night." Despite himself Matt feels a pang of disappointment at hearing Regina isn't at the club any longer even as he feels utterly relieved, still wanting to break free from her hold on him.

Unaware of his deepest thoughts Amy catches onto the disappointment flashing across his face however and smiles gently at him. "She was very pleased with your performance baby, you really impressed her! So don't hang your head, she asked me to take extra special 'care' of you after all." The innuendo of passing him by Matt smiles gratefully in return.

Taking Matt in her arms Amy lifts him up, carrying him bridal style. "Let's get you out of here baby.." Relaxing in Amy's gentle yet strong arms and being squeezed against her massive tits yearning to bust out of her tight t-shirt Matt finds himself lulled to sleep in a matter of minutes, not even waking up as she exits the club and depositing him in her car.

He is still asleep as she turns the key in the ignition and pulls out of the parking lot, being blissfully unaware of what Amy has in store for him as she drives the short distance to his home..