by R. Richard
The ladies aren't dancers. However, they do practice some sort of kung-fu thing and they learn dancing moves very quickly. We decide that they should avoid some of the fancier dancing moves like high kicks. The ladies are used to moving, but not without a bra and not in stiletto heels.
Just to get them used to the conditions, I get Desiree to shave Supergirl’s pussy out in the open, while Temptress dances. Then Desiree shaves Temptress’ pussy while Supergirl dances.
At first, the ladies think that their dancing should be graceful and artistic. I quickly let them know that their dancing is all about showing tits and pussy, not artistry.
The ladies then want to know if it's absolutely necessary for them to dance nude at The Pussycat Lounge and to fuck customers before we go to Mexico.
I tell them that it is. They have to have the experience of dancing in front of a crowd and they have to have the experience of fucking customers, so they can get used to different men. I point out we're all going to get gang raped in Mexico. Once again, the ladies don't like it, but they'll do what they have to in order to get Hernandez.
The next night, Temptress and Supergirl dance at The Pussycat Lounge.
Temptress is scheduled to dance first, then I'll dance, then Supergirl will dance.
I watch Temptress dance and she does well, quite well actually. However, her facial expression needs to change. She regards the customers as a bunch of horny creeps and it shows in her facial expression.
We have set the two new girl's prices at the low end of what The Pussycat Lounge charges. That means the two ladies will get fucked early and often.
Temptress is the first to get a back room call and she goes to the back like a trooper. She fingers herself on the way back so that her pussy is lubed and ready. The guy is waiting for her and she makes a production of taking off her French bra. The customer likes the view but doesn't seem like he's going to come watching her remove her bra. Temptress then sits in a chair and lets the customer have a good view of her pussy as she strips off her nylons. Again, the customer doesn't seem like he's going to come watching her.
Temptress then kicks off her shoes and jumps on the bed.
The customer joins her on the bed and then mounts her. He has a big cock, but not a monster. He begins to stroke in good fashion and Temptress actually seems to be enjoying it, at least as far as can be told from the image in the TV monitor.
I have warned the ladies about bringing the customer off too quickly and Temptress gives him a good ride and waits a while. The guy continues pumping and then begins to speed up a little. As soon as he speeds up, Temptress apparently tightens up on him and he comes long and loud, into his condom.
The stupid son of a bitch then decides not to dismount. Instead, he just lays on Temptress. Temptress is strong enough to throw him off, but she waits for Taffy to come and pull the guy off her.
After Taffy rousts the troublemaker, Temptress comes down the back hallway and I join her. We go into the ladies dressing room. Temptress is so mad she's shaking. She tells me, “I wanted to kill the son of a bitch!”
I tell her, “You're going to meet a lot of those kind of customers. If you try to handle it yourself, you'll give yourself away and we'll die down in Mexico. You can't handle it yourself, you just have to call for help.”
Gradually, I get Temptress calmed down and we get back to work.
I dance my turn and then have a nothing special fuck.
Then Temptress has a second fuck.
Temptress again goes to the back room. She again fingers herself on the way back so that her pussy is lubed and ready. The guy is waiting for her and she again makes a production of taking off her French bra. The customer likes the view but doesn't come. Temptress then sits in a chair and again lets the customer have a good view of her pussy as she strips off her nylons. This time the customer damn near comes, but not quite.
Temptress then kicks off her shoes and jumps on the bed.
The customer joins her on the bed and then mounts her. He's average in both his size and the size of his cock. He begins to stroke very slowly, trying to make it last as long as he can. Temptress isn't going to put up with slow and she apparently starts to clamp down on slow boy and he calls out, “No!” Then he comes into his condom.
The guy isn't too happy with Temptress and stiffs her on the tip.
When she get back to the dressing room, I point out that she did better with the second customer but she'll have to be a bit more patient down in Mexico in order to play her role.
Supergirl has the next fuck. She walks quickly to the back room. She fingers herself on the way back so that her pussy is lubed and ready. She beats the guy there and waits rather impatiently. When the guy arrives, however, she's all smiles and, “Hiya Big Boy!”
Supergirl, as she has been trained, makes a production of taking off her French bra. The customer likes the view but doesn't come. Supergirl then sits in a chair and lets the customer have a good view of her pussy as she strips off her nylons. The customer really likes the view, but again doesn't come.
Supergirl then carefully bends over and removes her shoes, giving the customer a rear view of her pussy. She then jumps on the bed.
The customer joins her on the bed and then mounts her. He has a fairly good sized cock and he starts to stroke. Supergirl rolls, she rocks, she bucks. She's lying under the guy and damn near raping him! The guy works at it and lasts a little while and finally comes after the ride of his life. He then dismounts.
Supergirl cuddles to him. Well, she tries to cuddle. It looks maybe more like an attack. She, according to Taffy, says all the right things. When she gets up, the guy tips her. According to Taffy, the tipping thing is probably more out of fear rather than satisfaction.
Supergirl gets back to the ladies dressing room just as I get a call from Taffy describing the situation of her trip to the back room.
I have a little talk with Supergirl and try to convince her that the customer has to be the aggressor. I say, “Give him a good ride, but don't overpower him even if you can.”
Both Temptress and Supergirl have a couple more fucks each. Things go a bit better and the girls are beginning to get into the rhythm of The Pussycat Lounge.
I tell them that they're gonna need several more sessions. However, if they keep up the good work, they'll be OK.
The girls then brief me on the Mexico part of the operation.
I don't like what they tell me and I'm about to back out.
The ladies see my problem. However, the ladies want me to talk with what they call the troops.
The next day I talk to two guys. They're Navy SEALs. They tell me that, if they can get into the castle and if they can get to Hernandez, they can capture him and bring him to the United States. That'll break up all sorts of nasty illegal operations.
The key item here is that Temptress and Supergirl have to overpower the guards and destroy some sort of computer security system. If they can do that, the SEALs will fight their way through anything that Hernandez’ men can offer and capture him. Once he's captured, no one will fight anymore, because if Hernandez dies there's no one to sign the paychecks.
I ask if Temptress and Supergirl can overpower the guards?
The young SEAL says, “I got a month’s pay says they can. However, the real problem is after they overpower the guards and try to disable the computer system.”
I can see that’s as good as I'm gonna get.
I ask the SEALs, “What if you don’t have to fight your way in?”
Both SEALs look at me really hard.
I tell them, “The government ladies tell me that Hernandez has a daughter. The daughter is inside the castle. However Hernandez’ men have no contact with the daughter. They do know what the daughter looks like.” I then tell them, “You'll have the daughter as a captive.”
The older SEAL thinks for a bit and then asks, “A double?”
I tell him, “Yes, a double.” I then ask, “Will that give you guys enough
of an advantage?”
The two SEALs look at each other with the expression of hunting animals closing in on prey.
I know nothing about military operations. I know something about men. The double thing will be enough of an advantage.
I tell them, “You don't need to worry about Temptress and Supergirl destroying the computer security system.” I can see that I have their full attention and I tell them, “Temptress and Supergirl will have armor.”
The two SEALs look at each other in puzzlement. They obviously wonder, 'How in the hell is she going to smuggle in armour?'
I don't answer them but then ask, “How do we get out after we capture Hernandez?”
The SEALs tell me that they have transport. Once we have Hernandez, no one will try to stop us, because Hernandez will likely die if there is an attempt to stop us and he's too valuable to too many people.”
I note with satisfaction the word 'us.' I'm part of the 'us' and I have the best in the world looking out for me. However, I point out to the SEALs, “I'm just a stripper, not a SEAL or a government agent and I'm scared as hell.”
The older SEAL asks, “Why are you going to be part of the operation?”
I tell him, “When the government people set things up, Hernandez’ people asked for me by name. If we're to get inside, I have to go. I also have to get my father out of jail. If I go, the government doesn't put my father in jail for 20 years. I don't abandon my father.”
The older SEAL says, “Spoken like a SEAL! We're the SEAL Teams. We look out for each other. You looked out for us with the daughter double thing. We look out for you. Don’t worry. However, tell us about the armour thing.”
I tell them and they gape at me and then laugh.
What I have with the SEALs as good as I’m gonna get, however, I still worry.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Have Pussy, Will Rumble!
TEMPTRESS AND SUPERGIRL WORK a week at The Pussycat Lounge. They learn to dance nude well enough to get by. They also learn a lot about taking customers into the back room and fucking their brains out.
I have to fuck men for a living. I actually like it a little bit, although after a long night in the back rooms, I often think I don’t care if I never see another cock again. Temptress and Supergirl are fucking only because it's their job. Despite this last, they're doing a good job of it. For a woman this sort of faking is very difficult. I'm impressed by the dedication of the two ladies.
Temptress, Supergirl and I get set to go down to Mexico.
I'm a nude dancer and a stripper. I don’t know much about raiding castles or military operations. I know a lot about stripping and quite a bit about girls.
Since it's a government operation and, since we won't be bringing any of the stuff we take back with us, the government is supposed to buy everything we need.
The ladies and I buy some of what we need with cash the government supplies and order the rest. Then I get some government ass hole in my face trying to tell me how to prepare to go down to Mexico. I tell him he doesn’t know what he's talking about. A nasty argument starts.
Suddenly, my young SEAL buddy is there. He grabs government boy by the throat and takes him off in a corner. He gets in governments boy’s face. I don’t know if the SEAL guy actually threatened to cut off government boy’s balls, but I suspect that the subject might have at least been hinted at. I also suspect that I'll have no more problems with government boy.
When my SEAL guy comes back, I point out to him that the argument started when I pointed out that we have to have some of the brand new clothes the government bought us for the trip dry cleaned. Strippers wouldn't have bought all new clothes for a trip and it would look damn suspicious to go down with all brand new stuff.
SEAL guy nods then tells me help is on the way and leaves. He comes back with an older version of Temptress. The lady understands what I need, if not necessarily why. We start getting a little cooperation from the government rather than crap.
I get Temptress and Supergirl together and I tell them what will almost certainly happen. I tell then that we'll be gang raped by Hernandez’ men. At first, Hernandez’ guards will rape us. Then, when they think we're safe, upper level guys will rape us to determine if we're really good enough for their party. I tell them that they'll have to wait until the upper level guys start to rape us before they strike.
The ladies agree. They then want to know about the armour I mentioned to the SEAL guys.
I tell them, “Think about men, the men who have been screwing you at the Pussycat Lounge.” I pause to let the question sink in and then ask them, “What happens if a man sees a nude woman running at him wearing just a French bra, garter belt, lace top nylons and stiletto heels; oh yes, she's also carrying a gun?”
They both laugh. Temptress finally says, “They look at my tits. They look at my pussy. Then I shoot them dead while the look. I never realized that I was born with armour between my legs!”
I said, “The SEAL guys didn't see it either, until I explained it to them.”
We each get all of our stuff packed and we are ready to go. We fly commercial down to Mexico. Hernandez’ men pick us up in a van. They then take us to Hernandez’ castle.
The trouble starts right away. They are gonna’ search our suitcases. I tell them, “Over my dead body! You aren't gonna’ rip up my lace with your clumsy paws.” They finally settle for a pass over the opened suitcases with a metal detector. Many of them will die for their stupidity.
We get shown to our room. It's a barracks type setup and has spy lenses here and there. Security si, privacy, no.
We have to dance right away. We get undressed and into our fetish gear. We grab our makeup cases and tell the man at the door we're ready to go.
The man wants to know, “What do you think you're doing with the make up cases?”
A fight follows over the makeup cases. Finally some sort of supervisor appears and he talks to the man. I don’t speak Spanish, but the supervisor convinces the guy to let us take the make up cases. The telling argument seems to be the word 'senoritas,' followed by a helpless shrug and shaking of the head.
We're taken to a room with a bar and a small stage. There's a corridor and a back room. It's very much like The Pussycat Lounge, in miniature. The big mistake here is that there's only one back room. That means that Temptress and Supergirl will be in the room together. The two of them will have to deal with two old, fat men. If the old fat men are sane there'll almost certainly be an armed guard, however, maybe not and probably only one armed guard if there's one at all. The old, fat men won't want to be observed in action by young studs. I have to believe that Temptress and Supergirl can handle one guard. It's a matter of life and death. The life and death of Temptress, Supergirl and me.
Hernandez men tell us to dance. We first go back into a restroom and do our make up.
I then start the dancing, in front of the guards. I don’t give them a lot of fancy moves. I do give them a lot of jiggling tits and wide open pussy. The guards don’t know much about the art of dancing, but they know what they like!
When I finish my first set, I'm told to go the back room. There's a guard waiting for me. He's wearing just a condom. He tells me something in Spanish and gestures toward the bed. I don’t understand what he said, but the meaning is clear.
I take my time removing my French bra. The guy doesn’t like waiting, but he does like the view. I then sit down on the bed and slowly remove my nylons, making damn sure that guard boy gets a lot of views of my pussy. I also rub myself to get my pussy nice and wet! I think maybe he's going to come right there, but he does manage to hold off.
I kick off my shoes and lie back on the bed and guard boy joins me and mounts me roughly. He jams his cock hard into me. It's not too romantic, but after working at The Pussycat Lounge, I'm able to deal with it.
The guard apparently thinks he's entered in the Mexican grand prix race and he pumps me at 100 miles per hour. I bring racer boy off in seconds and he p
umps his cum into his condom and then rolls off me.
As soon as he's off me, another guard replaces him. For the second time, I'm mounted roughly. I complain, but the second guard just starts to rape me. He takes it a bit slower and I let him have a reasonable ride before I bring him off with my internal muscles. He pumps his cum in his condom and rolls off me. He then grabs me and starts to yell at me in Spanish.
Another, older guard then yells at rape boy and rape boy finally lets go and gets up.
I stagger up, faking a lot more damage than I really suffered. I tell off the guards in English, but they just laugh at me and I don’t even know if they understand. I put on my shoes and then stalk off to the restroom.
I take my time, until a guard knocks on the door. I exit the restroom to see Supergirl being escorted down the hall by another guard. The guard tries to grab my arm, but I evade him and start to tell him what I think of guards in general and him in particular. The guard shakes his head and gestures ‘this way’ with an elaborate movement intend to convey the plight of a poor man forced to deal with an unreasonable woman.
