little_golden
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OCC: Looking for some players to join this little vice thread. Read on and if you'd like to pick up a role please post away. I'd like to post frequently over the next two weeks to see where the story goes. I'd like to play Anna-Maria in character but I'm open to where the story goes. (It is based on concepts developed for the thread "In Too Deep".
IC
Anna-Maria (ak.a. Red) White had worked for the city police for four years. The local boys in blue adored her with her lush red long red hair, trim body and big breasts. Although a beauty, she was smart and ready to take on the bad guys. At 5'6" and 112 lbs she wasn't a big physical threat, but she could handle pepper spray, a night stick or her service revolver as well as any trained law enforcement officer. Her weakness was hand-to-hand combat.
The job with the city police had been ideal for her after graduating top in her law enforcement program. They were eager to bring in a crop of female crops. She fit the people and created a lot of grins and chuckles with the boys in blue. Even some of the gals in blue for more than interested in her pretty face and tempting body.
At 26 years of age, she had a great career going with two years of mixed assignments and then two years in vice. Anna-Maria like vice a whole lot. It was seedy and dirty - both appealed to something in her inner self.
As a dedicated policewoman, Anna-Maria wanted to get up the police ladder quickly. She knew she needed to take some risks, make some big busts and get recognized. She was seeking a whole lot more excitement and opportunity. But she knew that the great opportunity to go real deep undercover would also have great risks.
Anna-Maria lingered over the memories of the past four years in policing. Her assignments in traffic, community affairs, school liaison, administration and even public relations covered her first two years. She had argued in vain, over and over for something a whole lot more exciting like homicide, drugs or even vice. Her efforts had caused a lot of commotion and she got the label as a trouble maker with some of the upper echelon.
But then one day, everything changed. It had come as a shock when her sergeant had handed her the transfer papers with a grin on his face. Sergeant Deschamps had been smug as he told her:
"We'll Red looks like you got what you wanted. You're going in vice... From what I hear you're going in deep with a mystery partner...."
"Finally" Anna-Maria had replied in delight with a girl-like squeal.
The sergeant almost whispered his final advice as she departed his office:
"Red... Don't forget ... You may have to put out.... to safe your ass from being discovered as an undercover... Bad people would fuck you over and over and then dump your pretty ass in the river You be careful Red!"
Anna-Maria had almost wet her pants as the realities of the danger set in. Mentally she had assured herself that nothing like that would ever happen to her. There would always be back-up. Heck, everyone knew that there were always others cops watching out for you.
It had been two years to the day, since her sergeant had warned her about working vice and its dangers. Ironically, the sergeant himself was killed in an off duty car accident. What a way to go - on a clear day - some drunk had run into the side of his car killing him instantly.
To most of the folks in the run down apartment they were using for cover, Anna-Maria was a beautiful red-head actress/lingerie model down on her luck and making a little extra on her back. She was often dressed in a chic red dress that showed off her ample cleavage, barely reached halfway down her thighs. There was faux gold designer jewelery that decorated her wrists, ears, and neck. The three inch heels, the black leather gloves and the fancy black leather purse told people that she was a modern woman with attitude.
Anna-Maria whispered to herself nervously, as she prepared to leave her small apartment.
Well, I guess I got to roll... I'll finish up my make-up ... I'll take a taxi to "The Pussy Palace". I'll do the stripper audition... With a little luck... I'll get a job there... Then I'm in.... Anna-Maria thought to herself.
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The Pussy Palace
Anna-Maria got in the taxi cab nervously. This was a big undercover operation. Her life and her ass would be on the line. The yellow taxi had a overweight bald driver who kept eyeing the women up and down, as if he stood a chance. In real life, Anna-Maria would have whispered "In your dreams buddy" but in her undercover role she simply smiled back and played him up.
"I like your outfit lady" the cabby remarked in a thick local working class accent. Anna-Maria knew what he was really telling them was more like - you look like a ho and I'd love a piece of your ass. It was this sort of double speak that often messed up Anna-Maria. This guy was just too obvious.
Anna-Maria kept smiling and making up bullshit conversation with the cabbie. She liked to think of herself more as the charmer, someone who could get what she wants by asking and taking advantage of the vanity and stupidity of men.
"Oh gosh ... you like this ... oh thanks" Anna-Maria replied in a dumb bimbo like voice.
"We're going to The Pussy Palace.... Have you heard of it?" Anna-Maria followed up trying to get the taxi driver to get his eyes back on the road as he zoomed off down the road.
"Oh ya... great club... you must a feature dancer right?... I bet... I bet you're very talented" the taxi cab driver grinned as he seemed to look backwards trying to get a better look down Anna-Maria skimpy dress.
"You like em... Their real you know" Anna-Maria played up the attention that the cabbie was giving her.
"Oh ya honey... they are beautiful!" the cabbie grinned in appreciation.
Anna-Maria knew the cabby was chatting her up, hoping to score a freebie or trying to set up a trick for later on. He was pouring on the bullshit hoping to get lucky.
"Oh... ahhh... thanks.... Ya... I love dancing... " Anna-Maria replied in her same bimbo voice. She was anxious for the taxi cab ride to end and to get rid of this loser. But she knew she had to play her role perfectly, since this low life taxi cab driver could be on someone's take and if she fucked up both she could end up floating upside down in the river.
It wasn't a long ride, and Anna-Maria had the $12 in hand when he pulled up to the curb. The club itself had a dozen outside red flood lights that painted a hellish red hue across the front of the building. There was lots of black iron around the place, the windows had gratings, and there gates leading into the front door. It was very stylish but probably turned the club into a fort at a moments notice.
Looking out the window, Anna-Maria saw two big southern Italian guys working the front door. Each of them was about 5'10" and looked about 250 lbs, with their dark hair, olive skin and that certain cool look. They were dressed in stylish black leather jackets and wore expensive looking gold necklaces and watches.
"Okay... here we go Anna-Maria announced nervously as she sucked in a big breath of air.
"Here's your $12 and a $3 tip" Anna-Maria grinned as she handed the fat balding taxi cab driver their fare.
She couldn't resist as she winked at him, and whispered softly:
"Maybe sometime... well you know ... me and you .... I bet you're a lot of fun...." Anna-Maria hustled the taxi cab driver.
"Yeah maybe baby... I'll see you girls around" the taxi cab grinned from ear to ear as he darted off away from the club leaving the two women standing in front of the club.
The undercover vice officer, heard the two door men whistling at her and calling her over.
"Hey sugar... you're late... you better get your sweet ass inside... the try outs are already starting...." one of the men called out in a directing fashion.
Anna-Maria was ready as she sauntered towards the door in the sexy red dress. Unknown to the men she was ready to dance up a storm. Under the sexy little dress she was dressed in a teasing trashy lacy white lingerie and white fishnet stockings would be attracting a whole lot of attention shortly.....
"Oh you boys are so nice.... What door do I use?" Anna-Maria asked in her bimbo voice as the men smiled and checked out both of the undercover officers who looked like common strippers.
Anna-Maria took a deep breath as the big man at the door told them:
" Ahh it be this one little lady..da main one"
The big man even opened the door. Ann-Maria flashed a smile at him as she thanked him.
"Such a gentleman" Anna-Maria announced in her bimbo like voice as she flipped a strand of her luscious long red hair back in place. It was just enough of a flirt ti tease the big man that he had a chance with her. Sometimes knowing the doorman could be a help to a stripper.
Anna-Maria walked across the hard tile floor as they made their way to the carpeted main bar area. The place was dimly lit, giving the lack of natural light, and the over dependence on soft dance lights. The place seemed pretty empty - but it was obviously no where near show time.
"Nice stages huh" Anna-Maria spoke to herself nervously. It looked tacky as hell to Anna-Maria with the huge bar down one side and the big run way down the center. The dancing poles has a certain gleam to them but Anna-Maria knew they were crude props that the girls used to exhibit themselves like bitches in heat.
Nice cages too! I bet the customers get a real good show. The tips are probably great too. They must get a great clientèle. Anna-Maria thought to herself as she walked into the club's main area.
Anna-Maria was speaking softly to herself as if in awe of the place. She wasn't sure if the place was bugged or not, or how far their voices might carry. Every club owner had pride in their own place and she was hoping to stroke the ego of the men running the place.
Well.... well.... well.. We're deep in the lion's den... like a couple of virgin lambs...... Anna-Maria thought secretly as she smiled and kept walking. She took small steps in her tight little red designer dress.
Looking up Anna-Maria took in the second floor and realize the club was a whole lot bigger on the inside that it had looked from the outside. She tried to assess what the men were using the upstairs for and figured it would be a collection of private booths, maybe a few private party rooms and probably some office.
I bet there are card rooms up there too.... The mirrored wall... Yeah that's where I bet the big boys play! Probably has some hookers upstairs to entertain... Probably pressure the strippers to put out for their VIPs and clients. The fucking low lives! Anna-Maria mentally assessed the operation.
Where is the basement? I've got to get down there... Is that where the illegal porn rapes are going on? Where are they getting the girls? How do I infiltrate? How do I get the girls' testimony and then bust the place wide open? Each action was a small step.... First they needed jobs.... Go slow... Breath deep girl.... Act dumb... Make them feel smart and in control Anna-Maria spoke mentally to herself.
There was a wave of panic inside her that she was fighting to control. This was a dangerous place and she had to play her role very carefully. Today she didn't have a badge or a gun. That would be too risky and stupid so early in the ruse. Given she'd be dancing she didn't even have a wire on her.
"Hi big boy!" Anna-Maria smiled at the hulky black man behind the bar. She made to give him the eye and to shamelessly flirt with him. It was all an act. The real Anna-Maria was very quiet, shy and reserved. Anna-Maria knew the muscular black man was more than a bartender and his massive arms would resolve a lot of problems. He was an intimidating mass of a man. No doubt there was probably a shotgun or something under the bar as well - just as a little extra protection if something went down unexpected from a rival family.
A second man was sitting at the bar and relaxing, was a grease ball Italian, younger, short black hair, expensively dressed. It was near this man and the big black bartender we stopped to find out where we were supposed to be going. Anna-Maria was nervous.
Anna-Maria felt butterflies in her stomach. They were real and she was nervous for a number of reasons. First, they were in this viper's den. Second, she had never gone on such a risky undercover mission. Third, she was half dressed and going to strutting herself around like a slut in a few minutes. Fourth, every man working the place was probably figuring out how to bang her in a variety of sexual positions.
"You the new girl? the big black bartened called out.
" Uh, yeah honey..I'm here for the try out..if you'll let me" Anna-Mario blurted out in her dumb blonde voice.
"Well... Do I need to fill in any forms?" Anna-Maria asked lamely as she shifted her weight from side to side. It had the effect of jiggling her cleavage back and forth.
"Where do you want me to perform? If you like what you see... What do I get paid and how often?" Anna-Maria added in her bimbo voice. She flashed a big grin to the black man and very slowly licked her lips as if she wanted him. She wanted to look eager and desperate.
Be a cocktease.... Remember.... strippers are cockteases.... tease but try to avoid putting out.... Anna-Maria thought secretly.
Anna-Maria just listened in awe as the big muscular black man answered her questions:
" Naw, forms arent necessary, if ya get the gig, then comes the paperwork"
" As for pay, depends on your act, if you do a duo you get a higher rate then ya would a single, or if you got any specialty acts"
"Well okay... Mr. Muscles.... I'm open to anything...... I want to make big money..... Everyone needs money right....." Anna-Maria replied with her own big grin. She wanted to send him the message that they were desperate and willing to do things to make some easy cash.
In her mind, she doubted the men at the club had the clout or the contacts to get them in close contact with the rape porn operators or their little doves. But everything they said would probably be repeated and just maybe someone would make contact to inquire in their interest or decide to try to force them into it. Either way they'd be one step closer to nailing these assholes.
The big black man had his own certain charm that Anna-Maria felt enticing. He seemed laid back and mellow. It just wasn't what Anna-Maria was expecting. Heck the man was likable!
He spoke in an almost coach like manner with a big smile as he told them:
"Sugar lips you bring any music or is whatever 's playing good..we can start the audition right now if you like."
Anna-Maria hesitated for the briefest of seconds and then spoke up:
"Okay... okay ... I'm ready Mr. Muscles .. I'll make you so hot and horny you are going to spill your dump truck size load into those tights pants of yours!?"
Anna-Maria smiled and winked at the big black bar tender. She was trying to be vulgar and to be the world's biggest cock tease. It was all an act but deep down Anna-Maria was terrified but having fun too. She wondered if this was the fear and high that Broadway performers felt before their opening show.
I can do it... I can do it.... I can do anything... How hard can it be... Dumb men... shake my ass.... jiggle my breasts.... pretend I'm being fucked.... turn them on... and then as the song ends.... stand up, close my legs and keep smiling! Anna-Maria mentally prepared herself.
Anna-Maria began to pull at her sexy red designer dress....
Shit... it's stuck...! Anna-Maria realized and with a desperate yank, there was a tearing sound and the sexy slinky red dress was ripped open revealing the sexy little lingerie outfit....
The men got an eyefull as Anna-Maria pulled away the red fabric revealing herself. Although the men could see the white fishnet stockings, when she had walked in, they had no idea of the frilly lacy tiny little half cup bra, which pushed up and together her big beautiful breasts. Her nipples were big, hard, and all so visible. The stress of the moment, the fear, the muscular black man and the excitement of the moment had her body on fire. The little frilly lacy matching white g-string couldn't hide her thick red bush of pubic hair, and as Anna-Maria turned round on the spot in a 360, the tiniest of string disappeared in the sweet crack of her beautiul inverted heart shaped bum.
Anna-Maria dropped the ripped red dress on the floor. She could see the men were looking longingly at her.
"We'll boys... do you like Cherry so far?" Anna-Maria teased them with a seductive grin.
"Anything popping up boys...?" Anna-Maria teased as she checked out the growing bulges in their pants.
Anna-Maria took the momentum to jiggle her breasts more fully as she shook her upper body and then curved her shoulders to make her big breasts look even bigger and more delicious!
Anna-Maria had just finished her twirl and sure enough her the men's eyes were huge and smiling.
Oh my God! Don't panic. They are buyng it.... They like it... Keep smiling... show them more... more... don't blush Anna-Maria thought secretly.
"Well... this Cherry is going dance-dance-dance.... then I'm having a Jack Daniel's on the rocks!" Anna-Maria declared with a seductive grin as she walked towards the nearby stage with its protruding dance poll.
Oh shit.... Look what I've gotten myself into.... I should have been a nurse.... Why did I ever want to go undercover? Anna-Maria have a flashed of brilliance as she climbed up onto the stage with a wiggle of her ass to amuse the onlookers.
There she stood in complete silence for several seconds, in a little frilly lacy white g-string with hints of her hairy red pubic bush exposed through the lacy fabric and edges. The white semi-cup lacy bra pushed her breasts up and together making her big breasts seems larger. The big hard nipples were a dead give away that she was horny and more than ready to display herself for the men and her partner. Her legs were deliciously displayed in the white fish net stockings.
The music started.... It was a slow rhythm... She recognized the tune... Stairway to Heaven....
Shit a long song!
IC
Anna-Maria (ak.a. Red) White had worked for the city police for four years. The local boys in blue adored her with her lush red long red hair, trim body and big breasts. Although a beauty, she was smart and ready to take on the bad guys. At 5'6" and 112 lbs she wasn't a big physical threat, but she could handle pepper spray, a night stick or her service revolver as well as any trained law enforcement officer. Her weakness was hand-to-hand combat.
The job with the city police had been ideal for her after graduating top in her law enforcement program. They were eager to bring in a crop of female crops. She fit the people and created a lot of grins and chuckles with the boys in blue. Even some of the gals in blue for more than interested in her pretty face and tempting body.
At 26 years of age, she had a great career going with two years of mixed assignments and then two years in vice. Anna-Maria like vice a whole lot. It was seedy and dirty - both appealed to something in her inner self.
As a dedicated policewoman, Anna-Maria wanted to get up the police ladder quickly. She knew she needed to take some risks, make some big busts and get recognized. She was seeking a whole lot more excitement and opportunity. But she knew that the great opportunity to go real deep undercover would also have great risks.
Anna-Maria lingered over the memories of the past four years in policing. Her assignments in traffic, community affairs, school liaison, administration and even public relations covered her first two years. She had argued in vain, over and over for something a whole lot more exciting like homicide, drugs or even vice. Her efforts had caused a lot of commotion and she got the label as a trouble maker with some of the upper echelon.
But then one day, everything changed. It had come as a shock when her sergeant had handed her the transfer papers with a grin on his face. Sergeant Deschamps had been smug as he told her:
"We'll Red looks like you got what you wanted. You're going in vice... From what I hear you're going in deep with a mystery partner...."
"Finally" Anna-Maria had replied in delight with a girl-like squeal.
The sergeant almost whispered his final advice as she departed his office:
"Red... Don't forget ... You may have to put out.... to safe your ass from being discovered as an undercover... Bad people would fuck you over and over and then dump your pretty ass in the river You be careful Red!"
Anna-Maria had almost wet her pants as the realities of the danger set in. Mentally she had assured herself that nothing like that would ever happen to her. There would always be back-up. Heck, everyone knew that there were always others cops watching out for you.
It had been two years to the day, since her sergeant had warned her about working vice and its dangers. Ironically, the sergeant himself was killed in an off duty car accident. What a way to go - on a clear day - some drunk had run into the side of his car killing him instantly.
To most of the folks in the run down apartment they were using for cover, Anna-Maria was a beautiful red-head actress/lingerie model down on her luck and making a little extra on her back. She was often dressed in a chic red dress that showed off her ample cleavage, barely reached halfway down her thighs. There was faux gold designer jewelery that decorated her wrists, ears, and neck. The three inch heels, the black leather gloves and the fancy black leather purse told people that she was a modern woman with attitude.
Anna-Maria whispered to herself nervously, as she prepared to leave her small apartment.
Well, I guess I got to roll... I'll finish up my make-up ... I'll take a taxi to "The Pussy Palace". I'll do the stripper audition... With a little luck... I'll get a job there... Then I'm in.... Anna-Maria thought to herself.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
The Pussy Palace
Anna-Maria got in the taxi cab nervously. This was a big undercover operation. Her life and her ass would be on the line. The yellow taxi had a overweight bald driver who kept eyeing the women up and down, as if he stood a chance. In real life, Anna-Maria would have whispered "In your dreams buddy" but in her undercover role she simply smiled back and played him up.
"I like your outfit lady" the cabby remarked in a thick local working class accent. Anna-Maria knew what he was really telling them was more like - you look like a ho and I'd love a piece of your ass. It was this sort of double speak that often messed up Anna-Maria. This guy was just too obvious.
Anna-Maria kept smiling and making up bullshit conversation with the cabbie. She liked to think of herself more as the charmer, someone who could get what she wants by asking and taking advantage of the vanity and stupidity of men.
"Oh gosh ... you like this ... oh thanks" Anna-Maria replied in a dumb bimbo like voice.
"We're going to The Pussy Palace.... Have you heard of it?" Anna-Maria followed up trying to get the taxi driver to get his eyes back on the road as he zoomed off down the road.
"Oh ya... great club... you must a feature dancer right?... I bet... I bet you're very talented" the taxi cab driver grinned as he seemed to look backwards trying to get a better look down Anna-Maria skimpy dress.
"You like em... Their real you know" Anna-Maria played up the attention that the cabbie was giving her.
"Oh ya honey... they are beautiful!" the cabbie grinned in appreciation.
Anna-Maria knew the cabby was chatting her up, hoping to score a freebie or trying to set up a trick for later on. He was pouring on the bullshit hoping to get lucky.
"Oh... ahhh... thanks.... Ya... I love dancing... " Anna-Maria replied in her same bimbo voice. She was anxious for the taxi cab ride to end and to get rid of this loser. But she knew she had to play her role perfectly, since this low life taxi cab driver could be on someone's take and if she fucked up both she could end up floating upside down in the river.
It wasn't a long ride, and Anna-Maria had the $12 in hand when he pulled up to the curb. The club itself had a dozen outside red flood lights that painted a hellish red hue across the front of the building. There was lots of black iron around the place, the windows had gratings, and there gates leading into the front door. It was very stylish but probably turned the club into a fort at a moments notice.
Looking out the window, Anna-Maria saw two big southern Italian guys working the front door. Each of them was about 5'10" and looked about 250 lbs, with their dark hair, olive skin and that certain cool look. They were dressed in stylish black leather jackets and wore expensive looking gold necklaces and watches.
"Okay... here we go Anna-Maria announced nervously as she sucked in a big breath of air.
"Here's your $12 and a $3 tip" Anna-Maria grinned as she handed the fat balding taxi cab driver their fare.
She couldn't resist as she winked at him, and whispered softly:
"Maybe sometime... well you know ... me and you .... I bet you're a lot of fun...." Anna-Maria hustled the taxi cab driver.
"Yeah maybe baby... I'll see you girls around" the taxi cab grinned from ear to ear as he darted off away from the club leaving the two women standing in front of the club.
The undercover vice officer, heard the two door men whistling at her and calling her over.
"Hey sugar... you're late... you better get your sweet ass inside... the try outs are already starting...." one of the men called out in a directing fashion.
Anna-Maria was ready as she sauntered towards the door in the sexy red dress. Unknown to the men she was ready to dance up a storm. Under the sexy little dress she was dressed in a teasing trashy lacy white lingerie and white fishnet stockings would be attracting a whole lot of attention shortly.....
"Oh you boys are so nice.... What door do I use?" Anna-Maria asked in her bimbo voice as the men smiled and checked out both of the undercover officers who looked like common strippers.
Anna-Maria took a deep breath as the big man at the door told them:
" Ahh it be this one little lady..da main one"
The big man even opened the door. Ann-Maria flashed a smile at him as she thanked him.
"Such a gentleman" Anna-Maria announced in her bimbo like voice as she flipped a strand of her luscious long red hair back in place. It was just enough of a flirt ti tease the big man that he had a chance with her. Sometimes knowing the doorman could be a help to a stripper.
Anna-Maria walked across the hard tile floor as they made their way to the carpeted main bar area. The place was dimly lit, giving the lack of natural light, and the over dependence on soft dance lights. The place seemed pretty empty - but it was obviously no where near show time.
"Nice stages huh" Anna-Maria spoke to herself nervously. It looked tacky as hell to Anna-Maria with the huge bar down one side and the big run way down the center. The dancing poles has a certain gleam to them but Anna-Maria knew they were crude props that the girls used to exhibit themselves like bitches in heat.
Nice cages too! I bet the customers get a real good show. The tips are probably great too. They must get a great clientèle. Anna-Maria thought to herself as she walked into the club's main area.
Anna-Maria was speaking softly to herself as if in awe of the place. She wasn't sure if the place was bugged or not, or how far their voices might carry. Every club owner had pride in their own place and she was hoping to stroke the ego of the men running the place.
Well.... well.... well.. We're deep in the lion's den... like a couple of virgin lambs...... Anna-Maria thought secretly as she smiled and kept walking. She took small steps in her tight little red designer dress.
Looking up Anna-Maria took in the second floor and realize the club was a whole lot bigger on the inside that it had looked from the outside. She tried to assess what the men were using the upstairs for and figured it would be a collection of private booths, maybe a few private party rooms and probably some office.
I bet there are card rooms up there too.... The mirrored wall... Yeah that's where I bet the big boys play! Probably has some hookers upstairs to entertain... Probably pressure the strippers to put out for their VIPs and clients. The fucking low lives! Anna-Maria mentally assessed the operation.
Where is the basement? I've got to get down there... Is that where the illegal porn rapes are going on? Where are they getting the girls? How do I infiltrate? How do I get the girls' testimony and then bust the place wide open? Each action was a small step.... First they needed jobs.... Go slow... Breath deep girl.... Act dumb... Make them feel smart and in control Anna-Maria spoke mentally to herself.
There was a wave of panic inside her that she was fighting to control. This was a dangerous place and she had to play her role very carefully. Today she didn't have a badge or a gun. That would be too risky and stupid so early in the ruse. Given she'd be dancing she didn't even have a wire on her.
"Hi big boy!" Anna-Maria smiled at the hulky black man behind the bar. She made to give him the eye and to shamelessly flirt with him. It was all an act. The real Anna-Maria was very quiet, shy and reserved. Anna-Maria knew the muscular black man was more than a bartender and his massive arms would resolve a lot of problems. He was an intimidating mass of a man. No doubt there was probably a shotgun or something under the bar as well - just as a little extra protection if something went down unexpected from a rival family.
A second man was sitting at the bar and relaxing, was a grease ball Italian, younger, short black hair, expensively dressed. It was near this man and the big black bartender we stopped to find out where we were supposed to be going. Anna-Maria was nervous.
Anna-Maria felt butterflies in her stomach. They were real and she was nervous for a number of reasons. First, they were in this viper's den. Second, she had never gone on such a risky undercover mission. Third, she was half dressed and going to strutting herself around like a slut in a few minutes. Fourth, every man working the place was probably figuring out how to bang her in a variety of sexual positions.
"You the new girl? the big black bartened called out.
" Uh, yeah honey..I'm here for the try out..if you'll let me" Anna-Mario blurted out in her dumb blonde voice.
"Well... Do I need to fill in any forms?" Anna-Maria asked lamely as she shifted her weight from side to side. It had the effect of jiggling her cleavage back and forth.
"Where do you want me to perform? If you like what you see... What do I get paid and how often?" Anna-Maria added in her bimbo voice. She flashed a big grin to the black man and very slowly licked her lips as if she wanted him. She wanted to look eager and desperate.
Be a cocktease.... Remember.... strippers are cockteases.... tease but try to avoid putting out.... Anna-Maria thought secretly.
Anna-Maria just listened in awe as the big muscular black man answered her questions:
" Naw, forms arent necessary, if ya get the gig, then comes the paperwork"
" As for pay, depends on your act, if you do a duo you get a higher rate then ya would a single, or if you got any specialty acts"
"Well okay... Mr. Muscles.... I'm open to anything...... I want to make big money..... Everyone needs money right....." Anna-Maria replied with her own big grin. She wanted to send him the message that they were desperate and willing to do things to make some easy cash.
In her mind, she doubted the men at the club had the clout or the contacts to get them in close contact with the rape porn operators or their little doves. But everything they said would probably be repeated and just maybe someone would make contact to inquire in their interest or decide to try to force them into it. Either way they'd be one step closer to nailing these assholes.
The big black man had his own certain charm that Anna-Maria felt enticing. He seemed laid back and mellow. It just wasn't what Anna-Maria was expecting. Heck the man was likable!
He spoke in an almost coach like manner with a big smile as he told them:
"Sugar lips you bring any music or is whatever 's playing good..we can start the audition right now if you like."
Anna-Maria hesitated for the briefest of seconds and then spoke up:
"Okay... okay ... I'm ready Mr. Muscles .. I'll make you so hot and horny you are going to spill your dump truck size load into those tights pants of yours!?"
Anna-Maria smiled and winked at the big black bar tender. She was trying to be vulgar and to be the world's biggest cock tease. It was all an act but deep down Anna-Maria was terrified but having fun too. She wondered if this was the fear and high that Broadway performers felt before their opening show.
I can do it... I can do it.... I can do anything... How hard can it be... Dumb men... shake my ass.... jiggle my breasts.... pretend I'm being fucked.... turn them on... and then as the song ends.... stand up, close my legs and keep smiling! Anna-Maria mentally prepared herself.
Anna-Maria began to pull at her sexy red designer dress....
Shit... it's stuck...! Anna-Maria realized and with a desperate yank, there was a tearing sound and the sexy slinky red dress was ripped open revealing the sexy little lingerie outfit....
The men got an eyefull as Anna-Maria pulled away the red fabric revealing herself. Although the men could see the white fishnet stockings, when she had walked in, they had no idea of the frilly lacy tiny little half cup bra, which pushed up and together her big beautiful breasts. Her nipples were big, hard, and all so visible. The stress of the moment, the fear, the muscular black man and the excitement of the moment had her body on fire. The little frilly lacy matching white g-string couldn't hide her thick red bush of pubic hair, and as Anna-Maria turned round on the spot in a 360, the tiniest of string disappeared in the sweet crack of her beautiul inverted heart shaped bum.
Anna-Maria dropped the ripped red dress on the floor. She could see the men were looking longingly at her.
"We'll boys... do you like Cherry so far?" Anna-Maria teased them with a seductive grin.
"Anything popping up boys...?" Anna-Maria teased as she checked out the growing bulges in their pants.
Anna-Maria took the momentum to jiggle her breasts more fully as she shook her upper body and then curved her shoulders to make her big breasts look even bigger and more delicious!
Anna-Maria had just finished her twirl and sure enough her the men's eyes were huge and smiling.
Oh my God! Don't panic. They are buyng it.... They like it... Keep smiling... show them more... more... don't blush Anna-Maria thought secretly.
"Well... this Cherry is going dance-dance-dance.... then I'm having a Jack Daniel's on the rocks!" Anna-Maria declared with a seductive grin as she walked towards the nearby stage with its protruding dance poll.
Oh shit.... Look what I've gotten myself into.... I should have been a nurse.... Why did I ever want to go undercover? Anna-Maria have a flashed of brilliance as she climbed up onto the stage with a wiggle of her ass to amuse the onlookers.
There she stood in complete silence for several seconds, in a little frilly lacy white g-string with hints of her hairy red pubic bush exposed through the lacy fabric and edges. The white semi-cup lacy bra pushed her breasts up and together making her big breasts seems larger. The big hard nipples were a dead give away that she was horny and more than ready to display herself for the men and her partner. Her legs were deliciously displayed in the white fish net stockings.
The music started.... It was a slow rhythm... She recognized the tune... Stairway to Heaven....
Shit a long song!