American Futa Chapter 2

"This is going better than planned," she said as she moved up against my side. She cupped my balls in one hand as her mouth moved close to my ear. She whispered, "I'll get lots of money; and you'll get lots of cock."

She quickly broke off and left for her desk. She returned and began fastening a collar around my neck. It was a thin silver metal collar with a large ring in the front. It fit my neck very tightly. She looped one of her fingers in the ring and began leading me down a hallway and through some curtains into a miniature strip lounge. It had a dance pole in the corner and several plush chairs that were currently occupied by 3 Japanese men. They all looked middle age at best and wore expensive business suits. One of the men was receiving a lap dance by a young Japanese girl, or man, all things considered, in the typical school girl outfit. The other two seemed a little bored as they watched.

"As you can see my clients are in need of something a little different." With her finger still looped in the ring she pulled my ear close to her mouth again and whispered, "Do a good job and maybe they'll reward you with some cock."

She then left and I only assumed she wanted me to give one of them a lap dance. I've never danced before but it didn't look too complicated by the looks of what the other girl was doing. So I approached one of the men as best I could considering I was still getting used to wearing heels and was soon straddling him with his legs between mine. I began gyrating my hips at first to get used to the movements and get in beat with the music. Once I got the hang of moving my hips I moved in closer so that my crotch was up against his body and began moving up and down as I continued to move my hips. At this point I was getting extremely turned on performing for this man in my kinky outfit and was really getting into the dance. I turned around so that I could grind my ass into his crotch. It seemed so natural at this point; maybe this is how a woman feels when she's so horny she wants to get fucked? I knew I needed something to take me over the edge. Maybe I genuinely wasn't sure or just didn't want to admit it yet.