11 pm - Nathan walked her up to her apartment door. She turned towards him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Thank you so much for today, babe. I really needed it.” She mumbled into his chest and inhaled his cologne. He ran his fingers through her hair and brought his lips down to meet hers.
Nathan met her lips with such demand that it took her breath away. He had never kissed her like this before, and it felt like she could snap from the way he wound her up. He ran his tongue over hers and fisted her hair behind her head as he claimed her mouth. Pushing her up against the door, she felt his erection press up against her abdomen. His hand that was around her waist suddenly went lower and underneath her skirt.
What was wrong with her soft-spoken boyfriend?
She broke the kiss and gently pushed him away. “Woah, Nate. Let’s back up a bit, okay?” She said, struggling to catch her breath. When she looked up at him, she saw the rage in his eyes. He scoffed, “You know what, Dev? I gave you today, but after today I might just change my mind. Three whole years and you still won’t move in with me. Is it someone else? Are you fucking someone else?” He asked, striding towards her, “Is that why you keep getting fired, you’re fucking your customers?”
“Woah, Woah, what’s happening here?” Clarissa Thomas, Devyn’s roommate and best friend, walks towards them. She had just come home from work dressed in a tight leather outfit and heels that could probably take someone’s eye out. Nathan glared at her disgustingly. “I’ll see myself out.” He hissed and bent down to kiss Devyn’s forehead. He shot Clarissa another dirty look and took off.
Devyn stood there and stared at Nathan’s back as he stormed off. Clarissa turned to her, “Dev, what the hell?” She asked, not used to seeing that side of Nathan. They usually got along well, but tonight he looked at her as if she crawled out of the garbage. Fair enough, her stripper attire was still on, but that never used to bother him in the past.
Devyn looked at her with wide eyes, and her lip trembled.“Okay, girl. Let’s head inside and you can tell me all about it.”
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Devyn sat down on the sofa after Clarissa pulled her inside. She was still in a daze after Nathan had left. Did he really speak his mind after all? Did he think she slept around as everyone in her past did?
Clarissa walks towards her with a cup of her favorite vanilla chai tea. She sits down next to Devyn and hands her the tea. “Now, tell me what happened today.”20 minutes later, Clarissa was holding her as she finally sobbed. “I am tired, Clary. Tired of getting fired for my looks, tired of Nathan’s pushing. Tired of people thinking I’m an easy lay when all I want to do is earn a living and sing.” She sniffed and let out a sigh. “And now I have Nathan calling me a slut, thinking I sleep around because I keep getting fired.”
Clarissa stroked her hair and murmured comfort into her ear as she spilled her heart out. She knew how Devyn’s past had shaped her into becoming who she was. People always assumed she was easy because she was kind and outgoing. She was also not shy to flaunt her body, especially when they went out clubbing.
Clarissa perked up.
“Dev, I know it’s a long shot, but why don’t you put your looks to good use? If people are always staring, make them pay to stare.”
Devyn sat up and wiped her tears away after blowing her nose. “What are you talking about?” she asked, not liking where this was going. Clarissa shot her a smile, “The Rabbit Hole. You know I just recently started there, right? With no experience at all, remember how I struggled to hold down a job as well? How much do you think I make dancing for 6 hours?” She asked Devyn and the latter shrugs, “I don’t know, like $300?”
“$700. That’s just for dancing, no sex, and no special favors. The ladies who work in the private rooms earn $2000 a session. But that’s something I would not touch.”
Devyn’s eyes widened. That was their rent and groceries covered for a week. She frowned at Clarissa. “What exactly are you proposing, Clary?” She asked, knowing where this was going.
“The Rabbit Hole is a BDSM strip club that recently opened. It’s clean, run well, and if you know how to flaunt your gifts, you can make a killing in a week. The men who own the place look after the girls who work there. All I do is dance and earn $700 for 6 hours, and that’s without tips. I know you like to dance and you’re not shy about your body either. You’re beautiful and people are always staring at you. So, as I said, make them pay to stare.”
Devyn wiped her stray tears and stared at her. Using her looks to earn money? Could she really do something like that?
“I’ll have to think about it, Clary. Can I get back to you?” She asked her friend and the latter nods, “Of course. It’s something to think over and not decide on the spot. Here’s the business card with the address if you decide to go with it. Ask to speak to Ross, the manager. Tell him I sent you. ” Clarissa finished and put the card down on their coffee table before standing up. “I need to get out of these clothes, girl.” She comments as she stretches.
Devyn gets up and wraps her friend in an embrace. “Thank you,” she whispered and felt Clarissa smiling. “You’re my best friend and I will always be there for you. We need to talk about Nathan as well, but I think that’s a conversation for another day. The things he said to you were awful, Dev. You need to decide if you’re going to put up with that noise, or leave before it gets worse.”
Clarissa was right, she knew all of this, but Nathan had never acted like this before. She wasn’t sure what exactly she did to piss him off like that, and she knew it would bother her until her and Nathan spoke about what happened. She dealt with too many people thinking she slept around, she certainly didn’t need it from her boyfriend,
“I know, babe. I should go get cleaned up and go to bed. Chat in the morning?” Devyn said, bidding goodnight to her friend.
As she stood in the shower washing the days’ stress away, she mulled over Clarissa’s words. Although she loved dancing and was happy with her body, would she be able to dance for men and be paid for it?
She knew the answer was no, but her thoughts kept her awake that night, nudging her towards saying yes.Kieran Teague took a drag of his cigarette and looked at the pathetic piece of shit in front of him. His men had just caught this one outside one of his strip clubs and noticed the tattoo, knowing their boss would reward them well. They were not wrong.He glared down at the MC member and grabbed his Karambit knife again. The man looks up at him and grins, “Fuck you,” he grumbled and spat at his torturer’s feet.Kieran sighs in anger. He walks towards his captive and rears his fist back, connecting with the man’s nose repeatedly.“Tell me where the fuck they took my shipment!” He growled in frustration, landing a final blow to the throat.“Kieran! For fuck sakes, you’ll kill him before we know anything!” Danielle, Kieran’s sister, grabbed his fist and pulled him back. Kieran spun around and glared at her, “Don’t touch me, Dani.” He warns, pointing a finger at her, and turns towar
He walked into the club and looked around for his usual sub, Marley. He didn’t spot her, so he headed over to his VIP section and called a server over. She was a perky blonde, wearing a tight latex dress with heels to match. She was walking around with a collar around her neck.He knew most men loved this blonde, but she didn’t interest him. “Sir,” she says while kneeling down in front of him with her head down. He tilted her chin up to look at her and gave her a look he knew she would feel in her core.“Kim,” he dragged out her name and caught the blush on her cheeks. “Whiskey, please.” Holding out his hand for her to take, he pulled her onto her feet and cocked his head towards the bar. “When Marley comes in, tell her I’m waiting.”“Yes, sir.” The server, Kim, answered and was about to walk away when he called her back.“Why are you wearing a collar, love?” He asked
“What the fuck was that?” Devyn thinks to herself as soon as she leaves The Rabbit Hole. Her future boss was a fucking pervert! She gets a chill down her spine, thinking about the way he looked at her while he had that girl on her knees. As dangerously gorgeous as Kieran Teague was, she would stay out of his way.She knew she wouldn’t have come here if she wasn’t desperate enough. At least she would just be dancing. Half naked dancing, nonetheless. Men always stared at her as if she was half-naked anyway, so this time she would make them pay for it.Driving away from the strip club, her mind drifts to Nathan and his behavior a few days ago. He still had not contacted her since their exchange outside the apartment, and she started wondering if it wasn’t for the best.He would probably not like the fact that she was now working at a BDSM strip club. But with the way he acted, she had already resolved to let him go. She lived
“Okay, Dev, you can do this,” Devyn mutters to herself when they come to a halt outside The Rabbit Hole. She glances up at the place and feels her stomach churning. Are these nerves? Is this what nerves felt like?Devyn looks over at Clarissa, “I think I’m a bit nervous.” She admitted and Clarissa nodded, “If you weren’t nervous, I would be concerned.” She replied as they got out of the car, “On my first night I almost lost my balance on stage, luckily the pole was there!” Clarissa finished and Devyn felt herself pale.“Not helping, Clary!” She grumbles and sees her friend’s amused face.Then Clarissa straightens her back and looks at Devyn, “Babe, this is where it gets tricky.” She starts, “You need to walk in there like you’re the shit and they came out just to see you dance. Head in the air like you’re some kind of fucking queen. Don’t take shit f
As soon as Devyn took centre stage, all eyes were on her. Kieran watched her dance with a morbid fascination. The way she was swinging her hips left him with a hunger he never knew he possessed.She closed her eyes while she danced, swaying her body to the rhythm. The other dancers did not pull in him, Marley was a means to an end, a hunger that needed to be sated now and then. But she could never make him feel what Devyn did when she swayed her hips.Then she undid the lace in front of her top, and her gorgeous tits spilled out for every salivating asshole in the club. This pissed him off for reasons he could not explain. She was a stripper; it required her to strip naked, but Kieran didn’t want anyone to see her like this. It pissed him off.Devyn intrigued him, that much he would admit. But what was this fierce possessiveness he felt towards her? He breathed a sigh of relief as her dance ended, but did not expect the applause that followed her. She flashe
Devyn stared at his back as he left the room. She looked down at the card Kieran had just given her and wondered what game he was playing with her. Why did he want to help her if he barely knew her or her story? She pockets the card, putting Kieran Teague out of her mind, and heads out of the dressing room.Clarissa grabbed her arm as soon as she stepped towards the bar, “I am so sorry, Dev. I saw him and freaked!” She said, looking sincere. Devyn laughed and pulled her into a hug, “It’s okay, Clary. He didn’t fire me at least.” She replied to her friend’s apology. Clarissa breathed a sigh of relief then frowned, “What did he want, anyway?” she asked, the curiosity all over her face.Devyn shrugged, “Hell if I know. He seems to enjoy making me uncomfortable though, not sure what it is about me.” She replied and wondered that herself. Clarissa eyed her with suspicion, which made her laugh. “No, real
Devyn has just completed her first dance and ended it off with Kieran pinning her with a gaze. According to the other ladies, Kieran hardly ever used to come to the club in the evenings, unless it was to take Marley to his private booth.It secretly bothered her that he had been here every night to watch her. He would only stay for her first dance, then he would leave. The staring itself she was used to, it was the way he stared at her that gave her goosebumps.Pure unadulterated lust and everyone saw it.She shimmies off the stage, then heads to the dressing rooms to freshen up and fix her makeup. It was the day before her performance at Siren Song, and she was a nervous wreck. Ross gave her off until 12 am because she was popular with the patrons and they would request her.She had agreed because she loved singing so much.Approaching the dressing room, she hears voices inside and sighs. It was Marley complaining again. “Kieran has been in
KieranHe watched her racing up the stairs and felt a pull in his chest. What was it about this woman that had him lusting like a fucking teenage boy? Ever since she appeared in his club, he hasn’t been able to think straight. He even offered to make her his, and she turned him down.Shaking his head, he walked back inside the club and immediately rounded the corner straight into his sub, Marley. She flashed him a knowing smile, but he just pushed her to the side.Then he got an idea.“Room, now.” He ordered and saw her perk up instantly. Maybe a good fuck would pull his mind out of the fog that Devyn put him under. Marley and her willing body usually made him cool off.He turned towards the private rooms and spotted Devyn out of the corner of his eye. She was busy speaking to a man, and he had his arm around her waist, but from this angle, it looked as if he was grasping her a bit too rough. This caused him to frown; c