You see the flashing sign and decide to take a chance. Inside, something’s off. The girls aren’t just dancing, they’re being used by people of all ages. They’re merely toys for the crowd, the patrons tugging on their strings like they are their puppet masters.

You pay the entry fee. The woman at the entrance offers you a flier with instructions.

She taps her nose and winks at you.

You sit down at the bar and order a drink. A girl is spinning on stage, giving you more than what you paid for already.

You study the flier while you enjoy the drink. The lights dim and a new girl appears on stage. I’m different than the last one, you can tell it’s my first night. The nerves radiate off me as much as my presence does.

I start dancing and you try to keep your eyes off me. I take my clothes off slowly, teasing you with every removed piece until your hard threatens to rip through the zipper of your trousers.

You study the flier again and crumple it. You knock your drink back in time for my show to end. I stumbled and lost my step but you still want me, and you know exactly what to do.

You sink into the backstage and grab my arm as I’m drifting away. Your fingers dig in as you pull me firmly against you. My breath catches in my throat when I look at you.

You tap your finger to the tip of my nose, signaling I am your free use toy for the night, as per the flier’s instructions.

A flush covers me cheeks and exposed tits. You smile, and your fingers dig deeper into my skin.

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