A Lesson Learned...Part 2

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OOC: I haven't seen this done before, but I thought I would add in a sequel to a story that was really fun to do in the first place AND that seemed to have died out. I don't know if this is a good idea or not, but it never hurts...

All the characters described in this opening post are already being played by people, but feel free to add in another person at the strip club (customer, stripper, whatever.)

IC: FLINT:

Mia laughed out loud as she reminissed with her friend. It was another work day at the bar, and everything was pretty much the same as it always was. Tina was on stage, grinding the pole, as drooling middle aged men stuffed wadded bills into her sequined g-string. Joe lounged at the entrance, throwing the occasional sleaze out the door. Chastity was yelling for the screaming orgasms (something she got a lot of these days) And Sam was serving them up.

"And, then, I brought out the Vodka, remember that?" Mia said with her trademark grin.

"Oh, yeah, thats when things got a little wild...what a night. I definatly didn't expect anything special to happen that night...but I ain't fuckin' complaining!" Flint said with a laugh. Mia rolled her eyes.

Sam walked down to the end of the bar, growing irritated. "Are you going to work or what, Flint?"

"Take it easy Sam, I'm on my break!" He said with a manipulative smile. He's tried that line before though, and he knew it wasn't going to fly.

"Yeah, you said that an hour ago. Serve some drinks, please. I'm taking MY break now."

"Fine, fine. Talk to you later Mia, now go shake that ass and make some cash!" Flint said with a playful punch.

Just another ordinary night? Perhaps the night may turn out to be anything but ordinary...
 
It had been a pretty boring night when I decided to stop at the local strip club. I had never been here before, and heard it could get rowdy sometimes. Well I was ready for rowdy. I stuck my hand into my left boot to make sure the knife was safe and secure. I didn't like to use it, but it sure came in handy sometimes. Like the time that hooker was getting stiffed right on the street, and being the nice guy I am, couldn't resist slipping that blade right in front of that jerks face to let him know I meant business.

I try to stay to myself, but sometimes I just can't resist a damsel in distress. Weakness in my character, I guess.

I flashed my ID to the bouncer at the door, and gave him the required green for the cover charge. A blast of stale alcohol and heavy smoke invaded my nostrils, as my eye adjusted to the dimly lighted room.

I saw some girl grinding the pole on the stage, as men were sliding bills into her g-string, and walked up to the bar, trying to get oriented in this strange place.

When the bartender acknowledged me, I ordered a Jack and coke, and to please be easy on the cubes. I hate a watered down drink more than anything else.

As I sipped on the drink, I noticed a lovely waitress screaming something about some screaming orgasms. I'd like to give you a screaming orgasm, I thought to myself, as I scanned for a place to park myself for a bit.

I finally found a place empty not too far from the stage, where I could sit back and enjoy the show. Most of the men in this place had obviously been here a while, and had had quite a bit to drink. I settled into my chair and began observing......mostly the lovely women.....
 
OOC: I think it's a great idea. Had a lot of fun on the other one. Was sad to see it go.

Chastity:

She was at a table a few feet away when she saw a new face. Uh oh, he looked like he could be trouble. Oh well, she'd deal with that when she got there. Ever since that night at Sam's, she and Flint had been together. They had to hide it at work though, they still had Big Al to worry about. Chastity didn't want Flint to lose his job, and she had no doubt that Big Al would fire him. He considered Chastity his property.

She walked up to the bar with her order, making sure she treated Flint like she used to. "Hey freek, I need two buds, and a shot of jack. Think you can handle it?" her tone was slightly sneering, but the look in her eyes had Flint clearing his throat before he could speek.

"I can handle anything you throw at me, Copper." She turned away with her drinks before she smiled. She used to hate that name, but now it was more of an endearment. She delivered her drinks, and went to the new guys table.

She smiled at him, she smiled at all the customers until they gave her a reason not to."Hi, I'm Chastity, can I get you anything else tonight?"
 
OOC: sorry guys, ill write something later, im very tired, but i just wanted to put this back near the top to keep it alive.
 
OOC... Guilty... cool idea... so... I'm BAAACK!... [winks]

IN:

Mia poked her tongue out at Flint and pushed him back behind the bar. She grinned wickedly at Sam who smiled back at her. "Go get 'em darlin'" Sam purred lighting up her cigarette.

Mia flounced onto the stage. She was already wearing her cheerleading outfit. Her long sikly black hair was put up into piggy-tails. She high-5'd Tina who had just finished her routine and was leaving the stage to clean herself up. Mia smiled at the assembled crowd and listened to her music intro. She swung her hips sexily from left to right slowly, keeping up with the slow pounding beat. The beat slowly increased in tempo and so did her moves. She bent forward at the waist and jiggled her shoulders giving all present an eyeful of her delectable cleavage.

Giggling at the wolf-whistles this inspired she flung her head back and straightened up while simulatneously ripping apart her top revealing her pert c-cup breasts barely enclosed by a lacey white bra. She strutted around the stage, smiling coyly at ever man there. She had a way of making each guy feel her eyes were only on him. She wiggled and let her body flow with the music. She pouted prettily and did a sexy shimmy. Letting her skirt slide down her legs and fall to the floor. With a cute move, she stepped out of them and almost shyly accentuated her curves by running her hands down her figure. The men were hooting hysterically as Mia riled them up turning so her ass faced them... she bent over again and they all watched as her matchin white lace panties tightened against her clearly shaved crotch and nice round ass.

She gave them all a little wave from between her own legs and Samantha watched as always impressed by her room-mates flexibility. Mia stretched cat-like and swung around to face her crowd. For, by now, they were definitely hers. She crawled around the edge of the stage and smiled as all the men eagerly approached her to slip their money into her g-string. When she thought she had enough she knelt in the centre of the stage and tantalisingly moved to remove her bra. The chanting began as she raised her brow. "Take it off, take it off!" She smiled softly and bit her lip, she looked so innocent, quite the actress. Finally when the chanting reached a roar. She slipped off the material and they all got to see exactly how well made she was. Her breasts were incredible. Clearly they didn't need the support of any bra. Mia slid her hands under her breasts and cupped them gently illiciting groans of need from several of the guys up front.

She smiled, leaning forward carefully. She crooked her finger to one of them. He eagerly lept forward, clearly trembling with desire. She smiled naughtily and slipped her hand around his neck drawing him close. Before he knew it his face was up against her breasts and he near fainted on the spot. She lifted his face up and watched his gaze focus on her eyes. She smiled and blew him a kiss that blew him away as he fell back into the arms of his waiting mates who hollared and laughed at him.

Smiling, Mia wiggled her ass at the crowd one last time before leaving the stage...
 
OOC: Moneytalks, you stiiiill got it! :D

FLINT:

Flint Watched Mia's set. He's seen it so many times, but it was always a great show. He used to be like that...those other men, how they drooled and fainted over Mia's beautiful form gliding across the stage in synch with the music. Over the months of working at the bar, it must have somewhat de-sensitized him...but watching her sometimes still left Flint sporting a bulge in his pants for most of his shift.

Mia sauntered down of the stage towards the bar, jiggling all the way over, catching the eyes of the patrons.

"How was I Flint?" She asked

"Astounding, Amazing, Superb, Fantastic, Two Thumb-"

"No, really."

"You were fine, of course. Why? You never asked me before..."

"Yeah, I'm feeling a little off my game tonight...probably just over tired. Oh well. I gotta go change, see ya later stud!" And off she went.

Flint thought about that for a second, but waved it off and went back to tending the bar. His eyes always seemed to be locked on Chastity when he wasnt busy, who seemed to be giving him glances as well. If big all wasnt such a prick, it would be easier for him to work without pretending to hate her.

"Hey, Copper! I just thought I'd let you that I can't stand you!" He yelled out at her.

Chastity knew what he meant. "Yeah, I feel the same way!" She said back under a pseudo-scowl.
 
Chastity:

She smiled at Mia. The little tease. Her smile got a little wider when Flint called out his taunt. It was getting harder and harder to pretend she still hated him, not with the way he treated her out of work. She had a break coming up soon and she just might steal Flint away for the duration of it, be damned what Big Al thought. She sauntered up to the bar with a gleem in her eye. She saw the bulge and knew Mia had done a good job, he was ripe for the picking.

"Hey freek, I need two pitchers of bud." She leaned close, "I'm going on break soon, want to join me in the empty dressing room for a quickie?"

Flint just looked at her, something was different. She never did anything to draw attention to their relationship. "Here's your drinks, Copper. I'll be there." he added under his breath.

Chastity walked away, smirking.
 
OOC:... why thank you kind Sir... [smiles at Guilty]


IC:

Mia takes a quick shower to wash away the sweat from the last set. She hadn't been joking. She felt a bit... strange tonight. She wasn't sure what was wrong with her. She was trying to shrug it off as just an off night, but she never had off nights so it was hard to dismiss lightly.

She flashed a grin at Tina who was already dressed in a lacey number and was off to scope the crowd to offer her lap-dancing services. For some reason, Mia really didn't feel like it tonight. She still couldn't put her finger on why. Was she sick or something? She wondered.

She sighed just as Big Al shoved his head through the door growling, "get yer ass moving girlie, Tina is already raking it in... " Charming, Mia thought to herself. God he was just the ickiest guy! Frowning she slid into her silky black teddy and matching g-string and slicked her hair back from her face knotting it into a tight poney tail. She sauntered out and forced herself to get into the mood. She smiled at the men who were still lounging near the stage after her performance. They perked up when they saw her and hollared for her to come over.

She groaned inwardly but managed a smile and walked over. "So guys, got any money to spend tonight?" She grinned. "Sure do baby! Rick here is gonna get married tomorrow and we're all chippin in!"
"Awww thats nice of you guys... " she cooed thinking, gross what was wrong with men thinking this was cool?
"So do ya wanna do it out here? Or would you like something... extra special?" She asked
"We got $500 bucks what does that get him?"
Big Al overheard and stomped over, "buddy for $500 bucks he'll get a private showing... "
"What the f?" Al cut her off before Mia could protest
He gripped her upper arm and it hurt, he was a big man and she was only 5'4" after all and a dancer so she was slight to boot. She grimaced in pain but knew better than to say anything else.
The men made loud noises and hooted to show their appreciation of this. The best man would get to watch Al said and Mia felt tears in her eyes as he gripped harder on her arm. Al dragged her along to the back rooms which were only used by girls who needed the extra money. Mia had always managed to stay out of there and she hated the enclosed space, it made her feel vulnerable.

Al shoved her into the room and the two men followed. The groom to be looked nervous but his gaze was lustful as he looked over Mia's body up close. Mia strived to get a grip. "Okay darlin'" she smiled, "take a seat, and you... " she indicated to the best man, "can watch from here"
The two men took their seats. Mia turned on the music and began to sway. She leaned over the guy and rested her hands on his thighs, wiggling so he got an eyeful of tit. "Remember," she warned, "no touching..."
He gulped and she saw his hands clench as he fought to stop himself from touching her breasts...
 
Chastity:

She saw Big Al push Mia into that room, and shuttered. She had heard stories from some of the girls about what sometimes happened in there. She prayed that Mia would be okay.

"You could make more money if you danced you know." Chastity turned at the sound of Big Al's voice behind her. He patted her butt and she gritted her teeth so she didn't slug him.

"I know that, but I don't want to get up on stage and take off my clothes. That's not my style. Besides right now I don't need the extra money it would make me. So, once again, I'll have to turn down your generous offer." Chastity had to be careful how she talked to him. He wanted to see her on his stage and sooner or later in his bed.

"You know where to find me if you change your mind, hot stuff."

"I know, I have to get back to work now, so if you'll excuse me." She hurried to the bar, knowing she would have to calm Flint down. He hated the way Big Al treated all the girls.

"One of these days, Copper, I swear."

"Stop that right now. I can handle him. You need this job."

"What about Mia? What about the way he treats her?"

"I don't know. Why don't you come over to my place tonight after work...I'll invite Mia and Sam and we can put our heads together and come up with something, okay?"

He only nodded. Chastity didn't like it when he got like this. Flint could be unpredictable sometimes. Now seemed like one of those times.
 
Mia managed to lose herself in the music enough not to think too much about how much she hated this part of the job. She was straddled across the guys lap and doing a little bump and grind when suddenly the guy she was sitting on wrapped his arms around her vice like. It took her a while to figure out what was happening but by that time the guy supposedly watching had moved in and she was trapped between them. She was just about the scream when the guy behind her wrapped his hand around her mouth effectively muffling her. Then she began to really panic.

She heard that familiar sound of a guy undoing his zipper. She could feel the guy underneath her getting turned on. His hard on was unmistakable, pressing into her thigh. She struggled as hard as she could and finally managed to bite down on the guys hand across her mouth. He bellowed angrilly and Mia took that opportunity to push hard against the chest of the guy who she was sitting on. Finally free of his constricting arms she screamed loudly. The guy behind her gripped her arm and she felt rather than saw the hard slap he whipped across her cheek. Stunned she fell to her knees silenced. "Now bitch, listen, we already worked out the deal with your boss. Your body is ours for 30 minutes and we plan to get our moneys worth!"

Mia's eyes had filled with tears from the pain of that slap. Her cheek burned and she could feel her delicate skin throb. The whole side of her face felt puffy and she was sure she'd be bruised pretty bad. When the man's words finally filtered through she groaned realising that Big Al more than likely did set her up, for a measley $500.

She had to get out of here she thought. She made a sprint for the door but the two of them were too quick for her and they each grabbed one of her arms and held her in check. "Please, guys, you can't do this... it would be rape!"
They laughed at her, "baby, with moves like yours, no one is gonna believe this is rape!"
For the first time in her life, Mia was terrified.
 
FLINT:

Chastity was just turning away when she felt someone grab her arm. Flint...He looked even more irritated now than a few seconds ago.

"What? what is it?" She said as he let go.

"Did you just hear a scream? I could swear I heard someone scream" Flint listened really closely, trying to drown out the other noises form the bar. The cat calls, the music, the clinking of glasses. Drowned out. And he listened.

"Flint, I dont-"

"Shh! Shut up!" He rasped back. She did.

Then again, he was sure he heard something, and he was sure where it came from this time, and he didnt like it. He jumped over the bar and headed for the private rooms.

"Flint wait!" Chastity yelled to him, but he kept going.

There was only one in use, and it was Mia's. He put his ear to the door.

".....do this.....be rape"
"baby, with moves....no one is gonna believe...rape"

This triggered an-unstopable avalanche of rage in Flint's head. He went for the door knob imediately. Locked.

"Al! What going on, why is this door locked?"

"Because the people inside wanted some privacy, now get back to the bar!"

"Open the door, I think something I wrong in there"

"Trust me, everything is fine, now do your job and-"

"Open the fucking door!"

"Are you telling me what to do in my own bar? You want to be fired, cause I'll do it!"

"The only thing I want you to do is to open that fucking door before I knock your fat ass down and take the fucking keys my self. Your call."

"...Get out of my-"

Flint wanted to hear the disgusting man's compliance, and as soon as he realized he wasnt going to get it, his fist landed firmly on his employers face. He went reeling back onto the floor, blood trailing down in the same arc as his round head took. Flint pulled back and grabbed his hand, wincing in pain. He gapped the big ring of keys off the boss' belt and headed for the door...
 
Sam came back from her break just in time to see Flint punch their boss laying him flat. She rushed up to Chastity who looked scared as hell. "What the hell is happening?" Sam asked her.

"I dunno, Flint was already to explode, he reckon's something is wrong, Mia's in one of the back rooms..."
Sam's face went pale, "did she go in with more than one guy?"
Chastity looked confused, "I dunno... why Sam?"
"Shit! Chastity, please try and remember... sometimes Al will get kick-backs for getting guys some pussy, especially unwilling pussy if you get my drift, usually the deal for private dances is one guy only, if two guys go in, then usually Al has set something up."
Chastity now went pale also. Seeing that Al wasn't gonna get up too soon they hurried over to Flint who was desperately trying to find the right key for the door.

Inside the room Mia was kicking and crying for all she was worth but she was clearly tiring and the two men were several pounds heavier than her, she was fighting a losing battle. They had long ago managed to rip of her remaining underwear and both had losened their pants to reveal raging hard ons. She screamed hoarsely as she felt one guy pull her arms behind her back holding her effectively. The other forced her legs apart and she stared in horror as she saw him aim his monster at her cunt. She groaned, struggling ineffectively and she felt like her whole world was colapsing about her as she shoved himself into her without any care for her whatsoever. She felt like a piece of meat.

Silent tears streamed down her face as he grunted thrusting himself into her. She was dry and it hurt horribly. She whimpered softly as he raped her. She thought she heard something rattle behind the door but thankfully her mind couldn't take anymore and she passed out. She slipped into the blackness gratefully escaping the horror.
 
Chastity:

Her mind went into a panic at Sam's words. She had forgotten about THAT part of Big Al's business. She watched Flint try key after key, finally getting the right one. He shoved the door open, but it was too late. Mia had passed out and Chastity almost vomited from the sight of her friend being raped. "Sam," she screamed as Flint pushed and punched to free Mia, "Call the police and an ambulance." She ran to the back and grabbed her coat, and raced back just as Flint was carrying Mia out of the horrible room.

"Here, cover her with this." Tears to race down Chastity's face as she looked at her friend. Mia, spunky little Mia, every little thing Mia had ever done for her, all her kindness raced through Chastity's head. "Oh, Flint. I should have listened to you. I saw her being taken in there, but I didn't realize, I didn't know...I should have stopped him." She wrapped her arms around Mia, praying with everything she had that her friend would be okay. "I swear to you Mia, I swear on my life, I won't ever let anything like this happen to you again."
 
Sam ran to the phone and cursed as her fingers fumbled with the numbers. Finally she put the call through to 911. She hurriedly told the operator that there had been a rape and they needed an ambulance. She stammered out the address and finally the operator told her that one was on it's way. As she hung up the anger at what had happened finally snapped something inside her. She stalked over to Big Al's office and shoved open the door. She dragged open the desk draw and grabbed the gun she new he kept in there.

She walked calmly over to the room that Flint and Chastity had taken Mia from and confronted the two men who were trying to collect there things to leave. With a shakey hand she lifted the gun and pointed it at them. "What the FUCK!"
One of them cried.
Sam's voice was cold and devoid of emotion, "you bastards, don't deserve to live..." she hissed as she cocked the gun.
"Shit Frank, she's gonna shot us SHIT!!" the second guy squealed. Frank laughed while keeping eye contact with Sam, "naw, the little lady is just a bit confused, now lady, hand over the gun like a good girl okay?" He said, clearly convinced Sam wouldn't go through with it.

No one really knew for sure what happened next, but Big Al groggily woke up from the killer punch Flint had inflicted and saw Sam in front of him and just tackled her. Perhaps thinking it was Flint. The gun went off. Thankfully it didn't hit anyone but the two men used that opportunity to make a run for it.
 
Mia shivered and moaned slowly coming too. She looked up to see Flint and Chastity looking down at her. She couldn't think why they would be and she attempted a smile just as she heard the gun shot. She screamed and curled up thinking someone was trying to shoot her just as she heard footsteps and male voices yelling as they rushed out the door.

She heard Chastity, "Flint, no... leave them, the cops will get them we've gotta make sure Mia and Samantha are all right!"
 
Sam was stunned. She felt the heavy weight of someone on her and she looked and saw the gun lying where it had falled a few feet from her.

She heard Chastity's voice calling out to Flint to stop... that Mia needed help. Mia... she struggled to get up but Big Al held her down. "You silly little cow... the cops are gonna be all over this place soon... he stood up and dragged her up by the hair making her wince. She moaned with fright when he bent down to pick up the fallen gun. She reacted instinctively, she aimed her knee for his nuts. He screamed in pain and she moved to run. He was quick though, surprisingly quick. His fat fingers gripped her arm and pulled her back. She felt the cold barrel of the gun against her temple. "Now don't you move bitch... understand?" Al hissed.

Chastity craddled Mia's huddled body, and she and Flint both heard the siren's as the police responded to the 911 call. Flint stood slowly causing Chasity to look up. She went pale seeing Sam held by Big Al... a gun pointed to her head. "Now don't try anything funny unless you wanna see pretty girl's brains here all over the room. I'm leaving now... and NO ONE is gonna stop me? Got it?" Chastity prayed Flint wouldn't do anything to anger Al. Al moved carefully towards the back door.
 
Chastity:

She clutched Mia's tiny body closer to her, praying nothing caused Big Al to use that gun.

"Flint." her voice said everything, and he understood.

"I swear Al, you do one thing to hurt Sam and I'll kill you myself."

Al laughed, his voice sending chills down Chastity's spine.

"I'm in charge here. You just sit back down there with your little whore. Yeah, I know all about you two. I could have given you everything your heart desired, but you chose the freak. I think I'll just take you instead. I'm gonna show you what a real man is like."

"NO!" Sam let out the word before she could stop herself.

"You touch her, and I chop off your balls." Flint's words were ground out.

"Unless you want your friends to die tonight, you might want to think about coming with me."

Chastity's face went even paler as she realized she had no choice.
 
Mia whimpered clutching at Chastity as she stood... laying Mia in Flint's arms... Flint held Mia's trembling body as Mia sobbed... "Chas... NO... please... NOOOOOO!" the words speaking what Flint felt in his heart.

Sam shook her head 'no' at Chastity as Chastity stood and walked towards Al. "No... Chastity... don't do it!" Sam begged. "SHUT UP!" Growled Al, slamming the gun against Sam's head. Chastity cried out as Sam crumpled to the floor unconcious and Al griped her body, pulling her into his embrace. Flint was desperate to jump up and hit Al but Mia was keening softly, clutching at him for support.. the shock of the rape and the gun shots and seeing Sam fall too much for her...
 
Flint felt helpless, he was in a rage. What was Chastity doing, giving herself to that bastard... out of what?... love for her friends. He couldn't agree with that. He lay Mia down carefully, willing to take a bullet if need be, seeing what Mia was going through, he wouldn't let the same fate befall the woman he loved.
 
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