Sirens Song (Closed)

Thepenismightier0813

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The club was named Esquire and while it was a fairly common name for their kind of club it was one of the best in the city of New York. In a den of slimy clubs and places of various repute it shone like a jewel. Owned by a Madame only known as Mystique, it was well known for the effort put into the girl’s choreography and abilities. You could only work in this club if you proved yourself as a natural talent for dancing. Even then you had best be prepared… prepared for a harsh training regime to turn you from a girl with talent.

To one of Esquire’s famous sirens.

To be a siren was to be a goddess. To be a siren meant that you knew how to sell a story of sex and sin. People paid thousand of dollars to see a siren dance and even more to get something private. Men from all walks of life came to see the sirens dance. Men of power and scroungers who spent their life savings just for one dance. No one ever complained… and they always said it was worth every penny.

“Just remember,” A man said as he walked the younger man through the doors. “Don’t get draw into the honey trap. You’ll be outside for most of the night anyways but still.”

Harlen Hamilton shook his head his hand coming up to scratch his light-colored beard. “I’ve got better things to do.” He grunted his blue eyes sweeping across the club. It was a few hours before the club opened. Enough time for the new bouncer to learn the ins and out of managing the front door. He was quite a dish, tall and broad with blonde hair and intense eyes. He wore a simple black T shirt stretched over his T like frame and a simple pair of stone washed jeans. There were a pair on knuckle dusters inside of his coat just in case things got out of hand.
 
Natalie Spencer was one of Esquire’s most popular dancers. She just had a body that moved so naturally to the music. She made climbing the pole like it was the easiest thing to do. She was an effortless beauty who drove the men wild. She made a lot of money working at Esquire and really liked it. Most people thought that being a stripper was degrading but she found such power and confidence from being a stripper. When it came to her private shows men were the powerless party and she was the one running the show. There was the occasional guy who tried it on but that came with the job and that was why the had bouncers.

Natalie arrived early as she always did. She liked taking her time to get ready to hit the stage. She walked into the club wearing a white striped v-line top with silver buttons which was tuck into her tiny shorts that barely contained her ass. The shorts had black silk bowed details to the sides. Natalie was a girl who loved shoes and had more than she could count. She had a pair of black sheer netted heels with straps. Under her shorts was lacy French lace panties with the crotch with a peekaboo cut. She saw Danny the lead bouncer showing a guy around. He was pretty hot, and she wondered how long it would take for him to get involved with one of the girls. Although it was something not encouraged by management it always happened.

She personally had never got involved with a bouncer but that was because she wasn't attracted to any of them and she was girl hard to get. She wasn't one to just spread her legs for any guy who bought her a drink. She was attracted to this new guy but she needed much more than attraction to want to be with a guy. “Hi Danny, you going to introduce me to the new guy?” She asked running her fingers through her hair with a playful smile.
 
“Alright ladies listen up!”

It was the madame herself! The very one who had brought the sirens together and turned them into stars. She was a curvier woman with a chest out to Timbuktu and a silver tongue. She was dressed in a low cut black dress with a plunging neckline and an open slit in the side to show off her stocking clad legs. Her heels clicked as she moved through the people working on setting up the chairs and what not in the club. She had been described as a real-life Jessica Rabbit more than a few times.

“Before my birds go and sing their song I have some news for you.” She said clasping her hands together. “We have a new lovely man on the payroll. Paul retired as you all know and so we have a new bouncer. He’s quite a drink so yall be careful you hear?”

While she was talking to the girls Harlen gave the woman a long appraising look. He was caught between being respectful for a second and the eye fucking. The whole look of the woman was very appealing and he shuddered for a second. Swallowing hard he finally turned to Danny who simply laughed. “You get used to it.” Danny explained clapping the man on the back. “Being around such beautiful babes.” Danny turned and winked at her.

“Don’t scare him off or anything.” Danny warned before going to talk to the madame.

“Why would you scare me off?” Harlen asked. “Oh! My name’s Harlen.” He realized she had asked to be introduced and brought his hand out. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Ma’am.”
 
Natalie could be very feisty and fiery. “Don’t take any notice of him. He just likes to mess around with the new boys.” She said. She ran her fingers through her hair looking at him. “Unique name. I am Natalie.” She said. She was surprised by him holding his hand out and calling her Ma’am. “I don’t do handshakes I am a hugger.” She said. She hugged him her breasts pushed up against his chest.

“And please don’t call me Ma’am it makes me sound like some old, frumpy bitch.” She said. There was something a little different about this new bouncer, but she couldn’t quite put finger on what it was. Maybe it was because he hadn’t hit on her yet. “Harlen be careful these girls will eat you up and spit you out quicker than you think. See you around.” She said.

She walked away from him her tight ass shaking. She went to her private dressing room and started to get ready. She slid on a red and lace black corset with a black thong and opaque stockings with strappy black suede platform heels. She wondered if this new guy would pop his head in to see her perform. She was always the opening act and closing act everynight. She was a very popular performer. She was by the sideline ready for her first performance.

She strutted up onto stage her heels clicking on the stage. She gripped the pole and walked around it her body moving so sensually and naturally to the beat. She wrapped her leg around the pole and climbed up the pole with ease before hanging upside her tits very nearly bursting free from her corest.
 
“Does he now?” Harlan asked turning to watch Danny. “I’ll have to remember that.” He murmured shaking his head. He then turned back to her. Harlan’s eyes swept up her taking note of what she was wearing. He didn’t hide his interest but he also didn’t stare to long. Respectable, which was more than most given where she worked. By the time he was done with his cursory look she had moved in for a hug. He startled a bit but before he could return it she moved back.

“Watch out eh?” He asked her with a snort. “Well I’ll be outside so that should keep my safe.” He reasoned. He was part of the door group. Three inside and two watching the entrances. “See ya around.” He called out to her as she strutted back to the stage. He gave a low whistle before he turned and headed back to Danny. A few minutes later Harlan was moved outside as the night began in earnest!

The job was a lot simpler than Harlan was expecting. People knew well and good to behave at this particular club. The madame had deep, DEEP pockets and the last thing the varied horny men who came to the club wanted was to be denied. It was around midnight when Harlan came back into the club for a break.
 
Natalie’s first performance of the night had the punters going wild. Some of the men who came to the Strip club were quite wealthy men and threw 100’s on the stage for her. She collected her money from the stage and went to working the floor. She noticed Harlan had come in for his break. She playfully winked over at him before walking off with a man to the private VIP Show room.

This man who was going to enjoy a private show from Natalie was extremely wealthy and use to getting whatever he wanted. Natalie was a girl who could handle herself though. She was giving him a lap dance when he started to get handsy. She continued to perform for him pushing his hands away, but he just didn’t seem to get the no touching rule.

Suddenly she felt his hand grabbing her pussy. She punched the guy in the face before sliding off his lap. She walked out of the room to get a bouncer and she only could see Harlan. “Can you throw a guy out for me? Someone doesn’t understand the no touch rule.” She said with a smile. The guy appeared from the room with a bloody nose. “She punched me the Slut.” He said. He was clearly quite angry and was about to launch himself at the woman who told him no.
 
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