Stripes Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Gigi "Well, I’m not too happy if that’s what you are asking me! Tonight, Lord Cameron has a dinner meeting going on with a group of Bluestorian elite royalty. And guess who must entertain them, bastards. Me! Fucking me!” I push my head back and sigh. “I’m about to be fucked to oblivion in a couple of hours by these monsters! Literally, in every hole in my body. It is fucking rape, I tell you. Then to top it off, I am placed on the damn table while they sink their fangs in me all simultaneously to drain me of my blood like it’s nothing. Imagine four to six Bampires biting into you simultaneously and trying to suck the life out of you.”

lol◉‿◉. Sadly, we've come to the end of "A Stripper's Nightmare". Can I know your favorite scene from the book?]

" Do you know that." "I stood there shocked looking at his face." "Elle girl what are you doing to me huh, since i saw your beautiful body. I can't take my eyes off you." We are too close that i can now feel his breath on my face. "You are a true beauty babe." "Stop it Lucas." I'm a stripper in a club, a lot of people have seen my body before, so what wrong if you saw my body." "That were you go wrong babe, i'm different." I saw everything from head to toe, i saw the rounded big breast my children feed on."

The way my name was called made me tremble with both fear and a different sensation I had no clue of. He took a step, followed by another and my heart kept skipping as I pressed myself to the door, hoping I could glide through it into another word or become wood at that moment. He pressed both hands to my side and I felt trapped, there was enough space between us but it felt like I was inches away from the sun. I was sweating profusely, my legs were shaking and my eyes widened when he pressed himself to me, his lips a few inches away from left ear. “You are the stripper from the Crescent moon pack.” I nodded in shock and he moved even closer, his chest making contact with my hard nipples and

The sudden jolt of contact startled her, and she collided with a solid body that reeked of cigarette smoke and cloying cologne. What the fuck? She fought the urge to gag and pushed back the wave of disgust that rose in her throat. Her irritation flared up as she took a step forward and twisted her body to escape the stranger’s grasp. She hoped the move was enough to signal her disinterest, but it didn’t work. Seconds later, she was pulled back again, fingers digging into her skin. She stiffened once more. “Wanna take this somewhere else?” His voice was muffled by the thumping bass of the club, but the words were clear enough. The stale breath that washed over her skin made her skin crawl, an

"I'm sorry, the door was open so-" "You just wandered inside," he finishes for me. Nodding sheepishly, I walk closer adding a swing to my hips. His gaze travels down my body openly checking me out. "Yeah, sorry. I was just wondering if you're hiring?" I lower my hood and pull my hair out letting it tumble around my face. The strands are looking and in desperate need of cutting. "You're a stripper?" He questions looking slightly surprised. Eyes wandering over the bruise sadness shining in them.

Her lips push forward to my eardrum without me moving an inch and a body reaction. “You lack a soul!” “Not new to my hearing. You think I can wake up one morning and decide to quit stripping so easy? It's the air I breathe, the life I've always wanted the power to control the most powerful of men with the substance between my legs. You barely know how that feels to see men beg, bid and cry out in pleasure. Tortured men, weak and free men who deserves life without judgement. Stripping rocks! It's an avenue to be themselves unashamed and live life. I'll never stop stripping no matter the money. This shit is for life.” she picks her black animal skin purse and rises from her seat to leave. “I w

Sweet Pea Guun followed this force of Brene Brian staggered a bit, half leaning on the armrest, he felt a hot breath hit his neck, there was a blink of an eye. Although he couldn't see it, Brene Brian could still hear the lyrics and creepy music, he closed his eyes tightly, and risked his face in Sweet Pea Guun's chest, the last syllable couldn't stop trembling, "Sweet Pea" Guun, Sweet Pea Guun...... I'm scared......"

she replied. Lucas gently pulled her to sit beside him. "Trust me, you're not the problem," he said, finishing his glass of whiskey. The stripper chuckled softly. "You seem stressed. Maybe you should go home," she suggested. "I am searching for someone, a stripper, with a stunning glass complexion, blonde hair, and—" Lucas hesitated, his words jumbling together. "If a stripper can provoke such turmoil within you, she must be extraordinary," the stripper remarked. "I am not too sure about that, I simply want to see her. It appears as though she vanished into thin air," Lucas admitted, pouring another glass of whiskey.