Stripper Deku Novels & Stories

“Strip, Corporate Cum Queen. We’re upgrading the contract today.” My heart hammered as I peeled off my blouse and skirt, standing naked in front of them. Jax opened the box and pulled out the most insane BDSM contraption I’d ever seen: a full-body leather harness with silver rings, built-in nipple clamps connected by thin chains, a thick remote-controlled dildo with a bulbous base that locked inside me, electric stim pads for my clit and inner thighs, and a delicate silver shock collar that read “Property of Strategic Innovations” in tiny engraved letters.

"I have plans after we are back." Kenji corked his right brow. "Plans?" Ashley heaved a sigh. "Yes. I intend to quit my job as I stripper. I've thought long and hard about it." Kenji leaned out of his seat and moved closer to her. "But, what are you going to do? How are you going to...?" "Come on, Kenji." She laughed, breathlessly.

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.

I don't think Ry could take coming up empty again. The music shifts and the crowd goes wild, begging the dark-haired woman in red to stay on stage. U + Ur hand by pink starts playing instead and I catch a bright smile as she stripper spins. Her red painted lips move along to the lyrics as she lets loose. She gradually lowers herself into a crouch in front of our table. Falling to her knees, she skims her fingers up her thighs, over stomach and above her head. Flipping her hair in a circle her knees slide apart and she places her hands on the ground and leans forward giving our table an eyeful of her chest. One of the pups jumps forward and tuckes a dollar bill into the strap of her bra. She

He whined, running his hands through his balding head. Stripping down to fancy underwear and dancing for hundreds of strangers every night was bad enough. Now I had to do it in the VIP section with the worst perverts of all? I heard that the men in the VIP section are allowed to touch or even molest strippers and that thought sent a shiver down my spine. "Mr. Cox, listen to.." "Alright, alright... 200 bucks and that's final." He grumbled, before lighting a cigarette. I let out a frustrated sigh, knowing fully well that I needed the money. I lived with my deadbeat father and younger brother of 9 years, who depended solely on my income. Our rent was due, and I also needed the money to pay up s

", he asks, his voice sharp. I walk to the door and open it, letting the strippers from earlier in. This time, they're here for me. Derek's eyes widen, and before he can say anything, I gag his mouth and strip. I sit on the seat he sits to torture me, spreading my legs open and inserting the vibrator deep into my pussy. I'm not entirely sure what I'm doing, but I know I want to make him jealous. I watched a few clips online to get an idea.

"Yeah, she loves being naked, so shit like this is right up her alley." "Nice," the guy said. He looked like he was a little older than Dex but didn't look rough or anything. John was on his left, talking with the next guy over. Looking further left, Dexter saw an older man, long hair and biker tats on his arms. The guy nodded as Dex looked at him, nodding in return. Another stripper or two came up and danced while they waited and Dex grew a little anxious, thinking about his girlfriend in the back of this strip club. Finally, the time grew close, and he took a deep breath, watching as Daisy spun around the pole in front of them, her legs spread and pussy on display. A minute or so later, he

“Let’s just say we don’t agree with my occupation.” “And what’s your occupation?” I stood up from the bench and began to dust off when the sudden growl became noticeable. I had promised I wouldn’t say anything but that growl shows he’s embarrassed of me. I don’t go down like that. “Stripper.” Derek was sitting there in shock, but of course, he wasn’t one to judge. I found him quite interesting and laid back to where he puts his loyalty in different places when deserved. I took this time to actually explore to avoid the wrath that was setting. Yeah, he told me he didn’t want me telling people, but I didn’t like that I had to hide who I was just so he doesn’t look bad. For someone wanting to m

My heart gave a hard thump. “The stripper?” one of the girls asked, a giggle in her voice. “Yeah. Works at that club, Onyx. Heard she gives private dances in the back rooms for extra cash. Real private.” Heat rushed to my face. I kept walking, my legs feeling stiff. “I heard she’s hooked up with, like, all of them,” the other guy chimed in. “Jeremy Blackwood, obviously. But the brothers too. Raphael, Caspian… even the quiet one, Silas. She’s like a… a house pet. For all of them.”