Siren Works For The Laughing Heyna

The Luaghing Heyna bar was dimly lit a few floresent lights dangled above illuminating the wooden floor boards.

Siren also heard a low sung jazz song, being sung too a crowdless bar.

The bartenders gaze was strictly on Sirens naked body he looked her up and down, he noticed her tits and her glistening cunt.

"Holy... fuck." He mutterd too himself while making himself look busy wiping some glasses with a dish rag.

The bartender recovered quickly, a greedy smile spreading across his face. He could already see the solution to his problems. The Laughing Hyena was weeks from foreclosure. No customers, no money, but a naked, gorgeous woman like this walking in? That was opportunity the bartender wanted too capitalize on.

"The names Buck." He said walking around the bar, his eyes kept dropping down too Sirens swaying breasts, then back up too her sparkling blue eyes. "You have something this place really needs darlin." Buck said gesturing around too the empty bar. Buck sighed "we're dying, almost been shutdown by Gotham council for skipping rent. But now we have a solution, how would you like too be my new waitress serve drinks and food, then get on stage give eveyone a show. Once this place is turned around I'll pay in cash, room upstairs and food." Buck said with that wicked grin.

Buck stepped closer, voice dropping. “What do you say, sweetheart? Help save the Laughing Hyena? and we’ll take real good care of you.” Buck chuckled at the end of his sentence.

***

Siren stood their in the dimly lit Laughing Heyna with her heavy tits swaying as she considerd Bucks offer.

“I’ll work for you,” she said, her voice already carrying that dangerous melodic edge. “But I’ll do it my way.”

Buck grinned like he’d won the lottery. “Atta girl. This is the new beginning of a vwry bright chapter.”

Buck went out the back, Jessica listened in on the whole conversation she walked over too Siren "Glad you working with us, the names Jessica Rabbit." Jessica said with a wink.

Buck returned from the back, he gave Siren some new clothes a white crop top, that clung too her body reviling her harp nipples and a red mini skirt that didint cover the curve of her ass. The outfit screamed cheap whore but it made her look irresistible.

The next few days, Siren went to work.

During the day she walked the wet streets of Gotham, hips swaying, tits jiggling with every step. Whenever she spotted groups of men construction workers, truckers, locals in bars she’d stop, flash a sultry smile, and hit them with a perfect high C note from her enchantress voice.

The sound was pure hypnotic seduction. Their eyes would glaze over instantly. “Come to The Laughing Hyena tonight,” she’d purr. “You need to be there. You’ll have the night of your life and you’ll come back every night.”

Dozens of men fell under her spell. By evening the club was packed for the first time in years.

At night both Jessica and Siren performed on stage performing jazz and pop songs from the 60s and 70s.

***

Buck was ecstatic. The money was pouring in. But he had his own side hustle.

Unknown too anyone except for himself and his crew buck had connections in the Gotham underworld for Jokers Laughing Booze. It was cheap alchol blended with a mixture of Jokers laughing gas. One or two drinks and patrons started giggling uncontrollably, feeling euphoric, horny, and suggestible. A few more and they were reckless, spending everything they had.

Buck’s crew, a rough bunch of Joker’s goons handled distribution. They drove modified Ford Crown Victoria utes (knock-down kits based on the 2020 FH Ford Falcon Ute platform), painted matte black with smeared purple smiles on the hoods. Every night after closing, they loaded cases of the laced beer and drove toward Bludhaven to flood the market.

***

Buck sat back enjoying the cash flow while he mutterd “Fuckin’ perfect, they bring them in… and my special brew makes sure they never leave sober.” Buck then chuckled as he left the office door open. Jessica was searching for Buck, she walked upstairs her hips swayed side too side in her sparkling red dress, as she reached the top she walked into the office and could not believe her eyes. The reciepts for lsughing gas booze, the kegs mixing laughing gas into cheap alchol.

Jessica walked backwards slowly she then headed too the backstage area too gather evidence.