Chapter 76 Chapter 76
Chapter 76
Nina’s POV
The dressing room smelled thick with perfume, sweat, and something sweet like vanilla body oil. Mirrors everywhere bounced the light back at me. Bright bulbs around them made every sparkle on my silver outfit flash. Music from the main floor thumped through the walls. Steady. Heavy. Like a heartbeat.
Angel still smiled at me. Warm. Patient. The other girl stayed on her knees. Lips wrapped around Angel’s nipple. Soft sucking sounds mixed with the bass outside. Angel’s hand rested on the girl’s head. Gentle. Guiding.
Angel reached out. Fingers light on my arm. Touched my wrist first. Then slid up slow. Palm flat against my skin. Moved higher. Over my elbow. Then to my chest. Cupped the side of my breast. Thumb brushed the edge of the silver strap. Not grabbing. Just feeling. Testing.
My breath caught. Skin tingled where she touched. Nipple hardened under the thin pastie.
“Your name?” she asked again. Voice soft. Low. Like we were sharing a secret.
I smiled small. “Sunshine.”
No real name. Not here. Not with strangers. I learned that the hard way. Trust got me into this mess. No more.
Angel’s eyes lit up. “Sunshine. I like it. Fresh. Bright. Fits you.”
She let her hand stay there a second longer. Squeezed gentle. Then dropped it.
“You look radiant, Sunshine. So young. So bright. They’re gonna love you out there.”
I shifted on my heels. Felt awkward. “Thank you.”
She tilted her head. Looked me over again. “From the look of your muscles, you don’t have enough core strength yet. You won’t last long on the pole without practice. But that’s okay. You don’t need to spin for hours. Just move slow. Let them watch. Your face, your curves, your height… they’ll drive everyone crazy.”
I smiled awkward. “Thank you.”
The man behind me—the one with all the piercings—lit a cigar. Flick of the lighter. Deep inhale. Smoke curled up thick. Sweet and sharp.
Angel took the cigar from him. Took a long drag. Held it. Exhaled slow. Smoke drifted between us.
Then she stood up straight. The girl on her knees pulled back. Lips shiny. Moved to Angel’s other breast. Started again. Another girl walked over. Dark hair. Red lipstick. Kissed Angel deep. Hands sliding over her body. Rubbing. Pressing. Moaning soft into each other’s mouths.
I stared. Couldn’t look away.
Angel noticed. Pulled back from the kiss. Laughed low. “You seem shocked.”
I blinked. Closed my mouth. “I… no. I’m fine.”
She stepped closer. “Don’t act stupid. Even if you are. Stop embarrassing yourself.”
I smiled quick. “No problem. You’re all beautiful girls. I’m just wondering if there’s a lesbian-only strip club.”
Angel chuckled. Deep. Throaty. “We do everything here. Down to orgies. Threesomes. We have a BDSM room in the basement. Chains. Whips. Private shows. Whatever pays.”
My stomach flipped. Heat rushed to my face again.
She stood up fully. Walked to me. Close. Too close. Her body glistened with sweat and glitter. Makeup perfect even after everything. She smelled like sex. Salty. Sweet. Heavy.
She leaned in. Lips near my ear. Tongue brushed the shell. Soft. Wet. Then bit gentle. Teased.
I froze. Whole body locked. Confused. Scared. A little turned on. Didn’t know what to do.
Her voice came low. Whisper right against my skin.
“I will milk you right here and now if you think of betraying me or the Boss here. Just a kind reminder.”
Her hand found mine. Took it. Guided it slow. Down her stomach. Over her hip. Between her thighs.
She was dripping wet.
Fingers slipped against slick heat.
She pressed my hand there.