The fat man hurriedly dressed and left, the bunny girl took the money and also left, closing the door of the private room behind her.
Sofia sat on the sofa to the left, looking at Natasha, "Did you say anything suggestive to that guy? Like asking him to request you to dance, or make him enjoy it?"
Natasha sat up, wiping her tears, "I didn't."
"Alright, you've made me lose a quality customer."
"Sorry, boss!"
"Sorry? Do you know how much you've cost me?" Sofia stared at Natasha's cheek.
"I'm really sorry."
The girl kept her head down, her hands clenched into fists. She felt miserable, she was the one being bullied, did nothing, got hit by a man, almost violated, and now the boss still thought she was at fault.
"Does sorry help?"
Wearing a catgirl outfit, the girl kept her head low, her body trembled slightly, feeling wronged.
"No, it doesn't."
"Bitch, listen up, you've made me suffer a loss, and even though it's not your fault, you've lost me a quality customer, got it?"
Natasha bit her lip, feeling increasingly upset.
"Yes, boss, I'm sorry!"
"So!"
"Enough!" I interrupted Sofia.
Natasha looked up at me in surprise, tugging on my arm. She knew my words could anger Sofia. I'm just Johnny's subordinate, and Sofia is not only Johnny's partner but also his lover. I might get myself into trouble.
"What do you want to say, Kenny? Remember your place." Sofia's voice turned cold, seemingly displeased by my interruption.
"I want to relax now, Natasha, dance for me."
"Bastard!" Sofia glared angrily at me.
"Sorry, I have no fondness for guys who hit women or scumbags who violate women. If you want to cause trouble, call me."
"You!" Sofia stared at me angrily.
Natasha worriedly tugged on my arm, signaling for me not to speak.
"What? Are you going to have Johnny punish me?" I looked provocatively at Sofia, my gaze sweeping over her body, greedily eyeing her plump breasts.
"Aren't you afraid?" Sofia suddenly laughed with interest.
I took out a cigarette and lit it, gently puffing out smoke rings, "I'm only afraid of poverty!"
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"I'm more afraid of having no money because having no money feels worse than death."
Sofia seemed to discover a new world, realizing this was a crazy guy.
I observed the dialogue box above her head.
"You're just a stupid fool." Sofia picked up the beer beside her and took a sip.
Ding dong, a dialogue box popped up above her head.
[What a sexy man.]
Damn bitch! I couldn't help but want to laugh, clearly wanting it, yet denying it verbally.
"Tomorrow, go find Howard in the same apartment as you. Do you know what floor he lives on?"
"Same floor as me, Room 703."
"Find him. He lost seven thousand to me in poker last time. Get it back; it's all yours."
"All for me?" I looked at Sofia in surprise.
"All yours, aren't you short on cash? Seven thousand US Dollars isn't much to me, but Howard lost money and won't pay up, which displeases me. Go and get it back."
"Howard, that pimp?"
"Seems you know your neighbor? That's right, it's him. He has two Colombian prostitutes under him, I'm sure he's got money."
"And if he doesn't? That guy's just a gambler."
Sofia touched her nose, a smile appearing on her face, "Whatever you can get, besides Howard belongs to the Colombian gang from the neighboring block, can you handle it?"
"What if there's no money?"
"Then take it out on his girls."
"That's your real goal." I looked Sofia up and down, she didn't just want Howard to repay, she wanted his Colombian girls.
"That's right, I've seen those two girls, quite promising. Walking the streets for cheap as prostitutes is a waste, they deserve better."
"And you're having me stir up trouble with him, risking conflict with the Colombians."
"Aren't you brave? Then just deal with him."
"Bitch!"
Natasha looked at me in shock, not expecting me to insult Sofia. She thought I'd just landed myself in big trouble.
"What did you say?" Sofia froze, not expecting me to curse at her.
"Filthy bitch."
Actually wanting me to clash with the Colombians, this woman isn't just ruthless, I might even get shot.
Silence fell in the room, Sofia's gaze turned icy, Natasha fearfully looked at the floor, I saved her. The catgirl was grateful, but she was more afraid of Sofia.
[Didn't expect Kenny to have such a manly side.]
Fuck me, seeing the hint above Sofia's head, I was stunned too. This woman seems to really like being insulted, game hints don't lie, so does Sofia also like being tangled with words?
"Hmph, I'm giving you one last chance, deal with Howard, and I'll forgive your outburst this time. Natasha, dance for him."
"WHAT?" Natasha stared at Sofia in shock, as if she'd seen an alien, the boss wasn't furious?
"Dance for him, anyway, Johnny will pick up the tab." Sofia took a sip of her beer, then looked at her phone.
Natasha adjusted the cat ears on her head and tugged at the bikini that barely covered her nipples, the black bikini couldn't wrap around her firm breasts, leaving most of it exposed.
She stood up, pulling up her pants, and I could see a black string running through her butt crack, unable to cover her labia. A black cat tail was attached to the belt at the back.
Natasha walked to the wall and pressed a switch, the surroundings became dim, and the circular colored lights above began to spin.
Music started playing in the room, in the darkness, I couldn't see Sofia's expression, but the woman didn't leave.
"Why are you still here?"
Sofia leaned against the sofa on the left, looking at her phone, "Because Johnny and the others are already screwing those women. I found it noisy, do you think I would be like those hookers to please him?"
I didn't say anything.
Sofia picked up her beer and drank, "I am not Johnny's possession. Remember!"
I shrugged at her, "What kind of relationship you have is none of my business."
Natasha, following the sound of the music, had already stepped in front of me, turning her back to me.
Her body arched, knees closed and slightly bent, raising her hips, her butt slowly swaying to the music, the tail behind her also swayed with the rhythm, just like a cat pleasing its owner.
The girl's hands slowly caressed down her sides from her waist.
"Ah!" A low moan escaped.
Her hands pressed on the sides of her hips and swayed slowly, bending her body down bit by bit, her hips getting closer to me.
Even though it was dimly lit, after she bent over, I could clearly see the string of her G-string pressed against her vulva's crevice.
"Hmm! Baby, do you want me?"
Moans coordinated with movements echoed through the private room.
Natasha raised her hand and slapped her right butt cheek.
Pa!
At the moment of the slap, her round butt quivered.
Pole dancing is popular in strip clubs, it needs to be done in a private space, different from stage pole dancing, but money can be stuffed, though you cannot touch the dancer's body.
Although Sofia's club is a bar nightclub, there is also a group of girls dancing, Natasha being one of them.
I pulled out two twenty-dollar bills and stuffed them into Natasha's G-string, the bills brushed against her vulva, the cat girl bit her lip and looked back at me at the moment her vulva was rubbed. "Ah!" A low moan escaped her seductive red lips.
To prevent money from falling, I stretched out my hand and pulled her G-string upwards.
The black string immediately wedged into Natasha's vulva.
"Mmm ah!"
The string rubbed against her clitoris in her vulva, the cat girl blushed, licking her fingers with her tongue, staring at my face, "Baby, you're amazing!"
I leaned back on the sofa with a cigarette, Natasha now turned around, coming in front of me, her hands fondling her breasts, gently twisting her body.
She pressed her hand on my chest with one hand, holding my hand with the other, pressing it onto her breast, then sat on my lap.
Pole dancing prohibits actively touching the dancer's body, but if the girl allows it, she can interact with you.
With her arms around my neck, Natasha pressed against me twisting, her lips close to my ear, her tongue gently licking my earlobe, her chest rubbing against my chest.
Just like a water snake swimming all over my body.
I pulled out a few more twenty-dollar bills and stuffed them into the cat girl's bra, the bills rubbed against her nipples.
Pulling my hand, Natasha placed it on her hip, pressing my hand down, letting me knead her round butt.
"Baby, I want you!"
I fondled her plump buttocks, no wonder that dentist couldn't resist wanting to screw her, Natasha was so hot, her body was sexy, and with the verbal teasing, I felt I was about to get hard.
Sitting on me, her butt pressed against my penis, Natasha felt my desire.
She stood up, bending over, her chest almost pressed against my face, slowly swaying her body.
Two full breasts swayed back and forth at my nose tip, the nose rubbing against the bikini, slowly pulling the bra aside to reveal full, firm breasts.
Seemingly teasing me, she intentionally pressed her nipples against my lips.
[The dancer mode in darkness is activated, Sofia beside you is observing, her gaze lets you and Natasha feel unprecedented thrill.]
Fack, is Sofia that bitch watching me?
Natasha is beautiful, has a great figure, men would crave her, but screwing her in front of another woman?
Damn fack!
I cursed fiercely in my heart.
Seemingly hearing my increasingly heavy breath.
Natasha stood up, parted my legs, her chest rubbing against my penis.
She slowly pulled my zipper apart, then glanced back at the boss's direction.
The sexy cat girl turned back to look at me, extending her index finger to her lips.
"Shh!" indicating not to speak, then with a smile inserted my penis between her breasts, squeezed her chest with both hands, the sizable breasts clamped my penis, her body twisted up and down, allowing my penis to rub in her soft cleavage.
"Do you like it?" Natasha asked while clamping my cock, staring at me.
"I like it," I said, then slipped my left thumb into Natasha's mouth, letting her suck my finger.
Sofia watched her phone, occasionally peeking at me.
The cold beauty boss, though unable to see my expression clearly, through the dim posture knows what we're doing. Sofia didn't speak, just picked up a bottle and indifferently drank.
I pressed Natasha's head, the obedient cat girl knew what I wanted.
While using her breasts to clamp my penis, she lowered her head, sticking out her tongue to lick the tip, then opened her mouth to engulf the cock.
Natasha's breasts were large, if a man's penis was very short, it would be swallowed by her breasts, but she's not only performing breast intercourse but also a blowjob for me, indicating my penis is of sufficient length.
Sofia watched the cat girl's movements to know my size. Ding-dong, a dialogue box popped up above the boss's head. [Kenny's penis is huge, oh my god, what would it feel like to have such a big thing in your mouth?]
Looking at the prompt overhead, I laughed, this bitch is really fantasizing about me.