Meeting her Mistress

Meeting her Mistress

Chapter 4

Remembering the Extras

i enjoyed stripping even after a long day at the law office. It helped me to unwind and forget about all the legal problems people had day in and day out. i finally worked my nervousness out after the first week of working at the club. And every night after my shift, i would go back to Monique’s office naked. If She wasn’t there, i would wait for Her, kneeling just inside the door. She gave me a key to Her office for this purpose only. She trained me how She liked to be pleased and how She wanted me to perform. The start was always the same. i would wait on my knees until She sat in Her sofa in Her office. She would summon me over, either by verbal command or snapping Her fingers. i would always begin by kissing Her feet on the top. Each one once, to show my subservience, love and dedication to Her. Then i would lick Her shoes clean, ALL of it. She always wore 5” or 6” heels, it didn’t matter if they were shoes or boots. When i say all of it, i mean including the dirty soles of the shoes. She had me spread my legs wide apart so She could see my shaved cunt.  She liked to know that i was wet just from licking Her shoes. i wouldn’t be allowed any further up until i was wet. Once i was wet, usually, more often than not, i would continue kissing up Her leg. She had long, slim leg that were smooth as silk. She loved to feel my lips on Her bare Black skin. It was hard for me to maintain any composure, but She would guide me by ordering me to take my time, slow down, or stay there for awhile. Then She would say “continue” when She was ready for more. It was me that was often moaning while i was kissing and worshipping Her Goddess Black legs. It was like my world was reduced to only Her legs at that moment. Her scent was strong and intoxicating, and acted as an aphrodisiac for me. She would guide me to Her inner thighs, just inches from Her wet cunt before She would order me to stop. i would be beside myself with lust and desire and my cunt was leaking by this time.

It would be several months before i would be allowed to lick Her shrine. She would turn over and present Her ass to me, and i would kiss, lick, suck and outright worship Her Black ass. Sometimes She would have me spread Her ass cheeks, sometimes not allowed to use my hands at all. Either way, i worshipped with such passion, She compared me to a hungry dog that was starving to death, that was just fed some food. i would  kiss and lick Her asshole before gently sliding my tongue inside Her. It was heavenly. Easily, my tongue spent hours upon hours inside Her ass. She would always have an orgasm, minimum of one, usually 2 or 3 before She ordered me off. Quite often that would be the end of the night for me, sometimes She would have me lay on the floor, legs splayed wide open and have me rub my aching wet cunt for Her, bringing myself to the edge, but never once did She allow me to cum in Her Superior presence. Not one single time. It was only about Her pleasure and the only reason She allowed me to masturbate before Her, was for Her amusement. i was just grateful to be allowed to worship Her as i was doing.

Like the other dancers, i did a lot of private lap dances for men. We would go into a booth or room and i would perform a private strip tease and almost always gave the guy a blow job. They would pay extra if i swallowed but i wasn’t about to risk my health unless they provided proof they were without disease. Once i started getting repeat customers after several months of working there, the men started bringing copies of their latest tests. If i felt it was legitimate, i would go ahead and swallow, if requested.

The most memorable extra, by far, was a couple, a gorgeous Black man and an exotic, beautiful girl from Thailand.  i started out dressed very sexy with my 6” stiletto high heels, and a short, semi-sheer sleeveless black dress. i had worked there by this time for a couple of years, and my strip tease could get even the most impotent of men hard. This guy was hard and big, as i felt his cock thru his pants. It was massive and i thought to myself, “how the hell could this petite girl take something like that inside her”.  As i stripped off my clothes seductively, teasing the both of them, i released his cock from his pants. It was the most beautiful sight i’d ever seen....11” of pure Black manhood standing hard as steel rod. His cock head was Black velvet. Even tho i was working both of them, i started out with the man. i touched, kissed, licked and teased his cock so much, that it was leaking precum from the slit. i tried to take it all in my mouth, but was unable at first. That is...until he forced my head down onto it. i felt his cock fill and stretch my throat. i gagged and choked on it, which they both loved. i straddled his hips and felt his thick, long Black meat slide inside my leaking cunt filling it up. As i slide up his cock, you could see my cunt juices glistening on his cock shaft. i was kissing the girl while riding his cock slowly. When he was close to cumming, i got off that wild ride and both his girl and me starting licking along the wet shaft.

Our tongues mingled together and our lips met at the head...and he exploded with such force, it looked like a geyser shooting. The cum landed in our hair as we kept out lips on his cock. He shot copious amount of cum in the air, in our hair, on our face and in our mouth. We both cleaned him up, and then i kept kissing the girl, swapping his cum between our mouths, feeling and touching her gorgeous body. i began sliding her dress off. i felt her tits and her nipples were already hard.  i knelt before her while she was sitting, sliding the dress down her lovely long legs and over her feet. As i slid her panties off, i was blown away when her cock jutted out nearly slapping my chin. It sprung to hardness immediately. i had heard about ladyboys and TS girls, but had never met one before. This “girl” was gorgeous and had sounded like a girl. She had breasts like a girl. Her cock was uncut and a fairly good size, i’d guess about 7”- 8” long. After i slid her panties all the way off, i slid my hands along her smooth, long, gorgeous brown legs. i nuzzled my way back between her legs and took her uncut ladyboy cock into my mouth, and worshipped it. It felt so good in my mouth. Her skin was so soft and smooth and her cock was so hard. i licked the length of her cock...up and down...licked her soft balls...licked her asshole letting my tongue slide inside...then in and out. Then back to the balls, eventually making my way back to the cock. i was able to take it all down my throat. i’d forgotten about the guy and in my peripheral vision, saw him stroking his hard again cock on the end of the couch. She finally spurt down my throat and i gulped down every drop, licking her clean afterwards.  That was a big night financially speaking, but unfortunately, i never saw them again.

The most scary extra was when i was in a private room with a very large white male. He was about 6’ 5” tall and weighed approximately 320 pounds with tattoos covering his arms, neck, chest and legs. His head was shaved bald and had a long goatee and mustache. His beady little eyes should have been my first warning. He tipped me very well while i was performing on stage, then he requested a private room with me. When i met him, the immediate vibe, my gut instincts were to flee. i had that option, but the money he was offering was too good to pass up. So against my better judgment, i stayed. i tried to convince myself it was all in my head. We sat around for about an hour, drinking, talking and doing a few lines of cocaine. He came over to where i was sitting and forcibly kissed my lips, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. He held me tight against him, holding both my arms so i couldn’t move. When i started to protest, he backhanded my cheek. i had never been hit in my life until that moment, so i was taken aback, my cheek stinging, tears welling in my eyes. He ripped my blouse off of me, popping the buttons and ruining the blouse. i wasn’t wearing a bra so my tits were exposed. He began calling me names, accusing me of sleeping and fucking every guy i saw. He was starting to go off the deep end, making exaggerated and obviously false claims about me. He struck my face another half dozen times, threatening me while ripping my skirt off. i was standing naked in front of him, holding my cheeks, crying, trying to think how i was going to get to the panic button that all the dancers carry with them, for just this sort of instance. Unfortunately, it was across the room in my bag.

He then proceeded to grab me and throw me onto the bed and he followed me onto it. He was still calling me names...”you fucking filthy skank, fucking whore, filthy bitch, cocksucking cunt, fucking lowlife white trash whore”....and many more. He was undoing his pants while name calling. When i would try to interrupt and talk some sense into him, he would either back hand me or open hand slap my face. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and slapped me several times. He roughly forced my legs open and thrust three fingers in my cunt. Needless to say i wasn’t wet. i was scared shitless, and angry too. But he was too big for me to handle. He fucked me, hard,  thrusting his cock inside me. Thankfully his dick was only 6 or 7 inches when hard, but still was rough. As he was fucking me and calling me names, he wrapped his big paws around my neck and was choking me. It was at this point, i thought i was going to die. When i nearly passed out, he let go of my throat, flipped me over, grabbed my waist and lifted it up, forcing me onto all fours and rammed his cock into my ass. No lube was used as he thrust his cock to the hilt up my ass. He grabbed my hair again while i was on all fours, pulling hard and driving his cock deep up my ass, continuing with the name calling until he came. He pulled his cock out of my ass, wiped it on my ass and back, then my hair. i just laid on the bed while he got dressed. When he was fully dressed, he grabbed his wallet, threw several hundreds of dollars at me, still calling me names, then spat on me, and walked out. i was ready to quit that night, but Monique talked me out of it. A few weeks later he came back to the club, and i pointed him out to Monique. All i know, (or will say), is that the bouncers escorted him out and i never saw him again.

Most of the extras were very tame and consisted of blow jobs, hand jobs, some foot jobs and a few fucks if the money was good. i even had a few that just wanted someone pretty to talk to. So we would sit and have a few drinks. There was often plenty of cocaine around during these times, and i would often partake in a few lines. i don’t do that anymore and even rarely drink any longer, as my time for partying has passed.

As i look back and reflect on those wild times, i realize how lucky i was to survive. i honestly felt that on that one night, i was going to die. The big dude was obviously a woman hater, and after that night, things changed around the club. The girls were protected better and the clients were screened more thoroughly. i must say tho, the money was too damn good to pass up. i’m glad those days are over however.