Tomeric's Decent Ch. 01
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The inside was dark, and the hallway they walked down was black with black lights. there was a guard by the door who nodded at Jay as he passed with Tomeric. Jay said something to the man and the man nodded. "Go with him for a second my dear." Jay said.
The man turned away from her and opened a door behind him, she followed him through to a bright room with a flash screen and a camera. In the light she could see that the security guard was about fifty, and appeared capable of breaking someone's neck, not just physically but with his demeanor. He made her more than a little nervous. He stepped behind a camera affixed to a stand. "Look at me." he said then snapped the picture.
"I wasn't ready." Tomeric said with a slight frown.
"Good, it will look more real then." he handed her a pen and a paper. "Write down your name and birthday, address etc..."
She complied and handed the card back, deciding on the full name "Tomeric Haiti Calvert"
It brought a grin to the mans face, "THC." he nodded.
When she left the light, and reentered the dark she could see nothing and groped her way right into Jay's back. The music was louder than before and came from two separate DJ booths, both were visible when she rounded the dark hallway and entered the main club arena. There small tables formed a half moon around a main stage with stripper poles and mirrors. There were also several tables on the floor of the club with poles in the middle, for strippers to dance on, the table top was lit and the dancers, all half nude were the only highlights in the club. It was hard for her to pick out any individual in the club as they were in the darkness and only the dancers were in the light. The DJ's heads were also visible, in a red light. One of them wore a cowboy hat and the other was bald, the bald one was a female.
The music pounded her ears and thumped through her bones. Jay lead her down the stairs to the DJ stand to the right, where the man in the cowboy hat was. He had a long pony tail that was blond and a scruffy beard. His nose was pierced, and so was his nipples, what she had taken for a shirt turned out to be a full multicolored tattoo. "This is my brother." Jay said.
Tomeric was shocked, "But he's white." she thought.
Jay added: "Same father."
"Names Carl." the man offered her his free hand, continuing to mix music with the other.
She took his firm grip with a somewhat limp hold and was mesmerized by his deep staring blue eyes. "Are you going to dance for us?" he asked her.
Tomeric's mouth fell open- she couldn't strip... she wasn't... "Well... um..."
"She's a full player Carl, full on." Jay shouted from behind her, "Don't be deceived by those innocent eyes."
Carl signaled for the other DJ to take the full lead then stepped to the side offering Tomeric a place in the booth, he closed the half door behind her. Being as short as she was, if it wasn't for her heals she would not be seen from the outside, but with the heals she was sure people could see the top of her head, not that there would be a reason for them to take their eyes off the dancers. "What do you think my brother meant by you being a player?" Carl asked with a smile as he leaned against some of the equipment in the booth, eyeing her from the side.
"I don't know." she shrugged, trying to smile, adding, "I didn't know I was coming here, I would have dressed better."
"Don't be like that." Carl said, "Damn you are hot though." he reached out and carressed her shoulders, "Would you dance for me? Would you play?"
"I don't know if I could dance." her face flushed with nervousness.
He pulled her close and stooped down so that he could whisper in her ear, "Let the music move you... fell it pump... feel it vibrate your core, your soul?"
The music stopped thundering and became a rhythmic thumping, a pumping. Tomeric thought about how the dancers must be gyrating to it now, it was sexy and seductive. Like a mating ritual.
"This is a Go-Go bar, not a strip club, there is no nudity on the dance floor, you can be topless but I do not tolerate full nudity... not on the dance floor- that is for the special rooms."
"Like champagne rooms?"
"Better." Carl clasped her hands in his and brought them to his lips, "So will you play with me?"
She nodded.
"Show me." he said.
She ran her hands down his side, feeling his taught skin and muscle. the varying raised flesh where the tattoos had scarred him, and went down on her knees. She unbuttoned his jeans and his half erect penis popped out. "You're commando!" she said surprised.
He replied by putting a hand on the back of her head, "Get to it girl."
For her part, Tomeric wasted no time, but got to the business of sucking him off. It was easy for her, he had shaved his chest, balls and shaft so that no pesky pubes distracted her or got caught on her tongue or teeth. She licked the length then sucked on the balls for a moment cupping them in her hands, then she pistoned his length, which grew to about nine inches, bending in her mouth and poking the back of her throat as she took him all the way in. She was careful not to slobber on him or the floor as she sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed. When he was ready to cum she did the same thing that she had done to the landlord. Hovering her mouth over his dick, but not moving until the swelling was sustained, then she sucked him quickly, rolling herr tongue at the head and the bottom of his shaft as she took his member all the way in and out again and again until he almost came again, then she stopped, this time she withdrew from his dick and sucked on his balls as his cock flexed and bounced over her cheek. She did not expect him to cum but he did. "
"Aahhhh!" he groaned "Shit Yes Aaaahhhh!"
The warm gue sprayed in her ear, on her forehead, along her cheek and down her neck to her shirt before she got her mouth over it. More sprayed on to her tongue and the roof of her mouth and then the back of her throat as she continued to piston suck him off until his knees buckled and he used his arms to support himself. "Oh damn! Oh Shit Oh Fuck!" he groaned, gasping for breath.
She finished cleaning him off than tucked his dick back into his pants, buttoned him up and licked her fingers, "I already took a shower." she said.
"Oh shit Jay was right, you play girl- you play... shit."
Tomeric rose to her feet, avoiding the idiot questions like, "Did you like it?" of course he did, he was weak at the knees and speechless.
"What do you mean play?" Tomeric asked as she wiped some of the goo from her face with her hands, and rubbed it off on to her jeans.
"I mean, 'more than dance' ya know?"
The music was loud again or she noticed it again as he smiled at her and eyed her up and down, "Dancer's I have plenty... but a few girls, a chosen few- do so much more." he leaned in to her neck and kissed it, she felt his hot breath, "Salty sweet." he licked up what he had deposited there. "There is no mention of money- understand?"
Tomeric nodded though she didn't have a clue.
"When a man comes to you with an electric key for an upper room- you go... you don't ask for money and you do whatever they want... but never mention money kapish?"
"Because of the police?"
"Something like that yes." he pulled on her pony tail playfully, "You can go far here- there is much to do Tomeric."
"Hey Carl!" Jay leaned into the booth, "She good?"
"Oh yes my brother." he slapped the black man's hand, "You done good Jay."
"Are you both really brothers?" She asked, "Or are you really good friends?" it was an awkward moment and she couldn't believe she had asked it. "Sorry."
"As I said before, same father." Jay seemed unamused with the question.
The uncomfortable moment passed and Jay escorted her to the bar, there he handed her her ID and she in turn gave the still warm from the press card to the bartender. "Kamikaze" Jay said, "a double shot for her and my usual."
The tender took a look at her card then prepared her drink while she stuck the card in her pocket.
"Most girls have a purse."
"Oh um... well I left in a hurry you know." Tomeric said nervously.
"No worries, your not like most girls Tomeric... that's what I like about you." Jay reached over and squeezed her thigh. his hand was large and nearly wrapped her little leg in comparison. She thought about that as she turned her drink with the stir stick. It was sweet, and strong.
"I thought these drinks were always watered down."
Jay and the bartender both laughed. "They are over priced." Jay agreed, "But only watered down for the dancers if they want it that way- you can have what you want here... we cater to all tastes." he smiled, "You'll be one of those flavors."
She laughed, "That's a clever way to say it." just before the room began to spin, Jay leaned in to her: "Just don't fuck it up like your friend Chloe did... or you'll be buried next to her."
Everything went black.
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