Freaky Shit

Chapter 1: Call Me Daddy (part 1) (bxb)

I climbed up to one of the 'cages' on the main dance floor. It was nearly one in the morning but the club

was almost always packed. A few of my regulars whistled and yelled.

"Yeah, yeah I'm working on it!" I said when some asshole yelled let's go. Living the life, I thought

sarcastically to myself.

I danced, slowly collecting barely enough to pay for rent and school. Why didn't I just get a sugar daddy

and let him pamper me. Breaking from my thoughts a tall sleek man caught my eye. He was wearing a

fancy suit and shoes that looked way too expensive. He sat down and turned to watch me dance.

At first he looked almost uninterested. I kicked it up a notch grinding against the pole. After a while

Justin, one of my coworkers, came over to me.

"I'll take up the cage, go give that guy a lap dance or something he's been watching you all night." I

climbed down from the cage and mouthed a silent "thank you" walking over the were the man was

sitting.

"Hey," I said leaning in to whisper over the music "What's your name?" He looked up at me with a blank

almost annoyed expression "You can call me daddy" he looked away, bored. I pouted. Straddling his

lap and grinding against him I nibbled his neck. "What's wrong daddy, aren't you having fun?" I could

feel a boner growing in his pants. He looked up and I could almost see a smile. "You seem to be now." I

grabbed his bulge. He gritted his teeth. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

"How bout I get you out of here?" He asked and I smiled.

"Sure." I said and lead him out the front entrance.