Mine Dancer Novels & Stories

“ I love you Lila,but You don’t understand. .” I shook my head violently, the words barely registering. “No, Alex! Please, don’t let them do this to me!” A figure stepped in behind him—a woman with piercing blue eyes and a black coat. I recognized her immediately. Mindwave, a superhero known for her mind abilities. My stomach dropped at the sight of her. “Lila,” she said,“We’re going to help you forget the past few days. It’s the best thing for you.” “No! I don’t want to forget!” I screamed, desperation clawing at my throat. I felt the walls closing in again, the fear of losing everything crashing down on me. “You can’t do this! I need to remember!”

The secret I had locked away in the deepest corner of my heart was finally free, but instead of feeling lighter, I felt like I was drowning. "Damien Knight," Maya repeated slowly, testing the name. "I don't think I know... wait." Her eyes widened. "Wait, isn't that the man I mentioned before? The one from the business trip? The mysterious one with no online presence?" My blood froze. I had forgotten about that conversation, forgotten that Maya had encountered him through her work with Liam. The irony was almost laughable—or it would have been, if I weren't dying inside. "You... you know him?" My voice came out strangled.

She lived for this test of survival, this dance with peril, and she had no intention of failing. Next was the maze of lasers, each beam capable of delivering a painful shock if touched. The lasers cast an eerie glow over the maze, highlighting the dust motes floating in the air. Ruby navigated it carefully, ducking and weaving with precision. She made it through, her skin tingling from a few grazes. Then, there comes the sharp spikes that shot up from the floor, swinging blades descended from the ceiling, and hidden nets waited to entangle the slow or careless. But, through all of that, Ruby moved with cold calculation, dodging each trap with graceful efficiency.

Crystal convienced me. It took her about an hour to convince me. I never lied to my parents. It was like she brain-washed my mind. "Okay. But we will be back in 2 hours." I said. "Sure. Now get dressed." She ushered me inside changing room. I took my time to to get dressed. It was off-shoulder, body-fit jumpsuit with sequin work. I added black heels and wore light makeup. By the time i got ready, crystal was already dressed in golden bodycone dress with matching heels and red hot lipstick. She looked smoking hot. I felt insecure.

There was something strange in her tone, but I was so desperate to get out of there that I was unable to understand what it was. I went down the elevator taking deep breaths, trying to regulate the rapid beating of my heart, this couldn't be happening. Dylan had always been very humble, he worked as a gardener at our house, I thought he was handsome, very handsome in fact, but he was much skinnier then, not as strong as he is now.

Somehow, I’d even volunteered to make the boxes the dancers perch on. A blonde, who’d been prettier in the low lighting than she is under the bright glare, toddles toward me on six inch heels. I frown and give my head a short shake and she wheels about and teeters out the door instead. I shake my head again, more at myself than anyone else, and help get the rest of the crowd out. As I run the dust mop to pick up the litter of plastic cups, straws, and cocktail napkins, I try to think of something else— anything but the sweet curves of Mina’s ass when she was dancing up on that box. Or the slight curl of her lip when I penetrated her. The way her mouth opened and eyes rolled back when she cam

Camillie and her father took to the dance floor. Abeni felt a knot forming in her stomach as she watched Dmitry from across the room. He was laughing and talking animatedly with another woman, and it was clear that there was more to their interaction than just friendly conversation. The woman was stunning, with long, curly hair and a figure that made Abeni feel self-conscious about her own curvy frame. As they danced together, Abeni couldn't help but wonder if Dmitry still found her beautiful or if he had already moved on.

“Babe, loosen up!“ My best friend Julianne says into my ear and I smile at her before letting my body sway to the music. We both dance under the flashing lights, I throw my hands up as I dance, feeling free and feeling sweat beading on my body. It's so hot and stuffy in here but this is what I need the most. “Oh my gosh, that guy's looking at you” Julianne whispers into my ear and I shake my head, “I'm taken, remember…” I say but turn my head in time to see the man. Ryder. He's standing at the corner with his eyes on my body, even from the distance, the heat of his gaze burns me. Self-consciously, I slow down my movements and become aware of my dressing. I am wearing a miniskirt and a sleeve

Bohdan replied. Isaac shook his head in disgust and noticed a dancer coming his way. She was a tall woman, with large breasts and a nice round curvy backside. She sashayed her way over on six inch heels and not much else. Finding a good spot she began a lap dance for Isaac, fishing for tips. Isaac leaned back in his chair and watched the woman lean in close and put her breasts in his face and push. For a moment he couldn’t breathe, his face covered with her soft round tits.

Whenever my temper became impossible to manage, someone usually arranged a distraction. Something temporary. Something meaningless. I waved a dismissive hand. The woman entered moments later. Young. Beautiful. Nervous. The kind of person who immediately sensed danger but lacked the power to leave. She offered a smile. I didn’t return it. Because she wasn’t what I wanted. She wasn’t Evans. Nobody was. But it was her job to get me aroused and fuck me till my mind is completely empty, that was exactly what she was going to do. She pulled her body close to where I sat and sat on me facing her pointed breast to my face while she rubbed are butt against my dick softly.