Episode 104: CHILLBILLY

“Let’s put our hands together and give our newest girl a warm out of the cold welcome ... cuz she’s going to need it. From Russia with Lust ... out of the chilly winters of Siberiaaaaaaaaaa ... the devastatingly beautiful ... HOPAK!”

With a symphony version of the Russian National Anthem out strutted Svetlana Goboldsky using the nickname Hopak to not only honor her father back in Russia, but because she was indeed a HO. The place would undoubtedly be PAcKed too. Her morbid theory rang true, it was her own dark humor that conceived the stage name. This being her first live crowd she wasn’t certain how America would take her Russian improv concerning the music and her furry attire, least of all what the world was contending with back home. The beaver cap alone was not actually sexy but testing the waters to see what men would embrace going forward was needed. So far so good!

Newcomer cheers raised the roof as even the dancers circulating the crowd stopped their teasing to invite curiosity in the new girl’s droll actions as she marched around the stage as if a drill sergeant grilling her troops. Just her stern expression complimented her amazing body, her eye contacts locking in on certain stage huggers she steps to the edge and literally plants her bearskin boot on a man’s forehead and nudges him back, the crowd roared at her brusque maneuver. As he was forced back Svetty dropped to the floor and draped her gorgeous legs over the side and pointed without looking at the DJ.

Perfectly timed the anthem retreated and an old 80’s metal tune from a Russian band called Gorky Park and their majestic song called Bang led her to fall back onto the stage and plant her feet on the ledge. Lifting her hips to the songs beat and verses of BANG BANG she made it appear as if she were being fucked. Hands rolling along her belly and inner thighs she flared her knees wide for an intimate view of G-string tightening up within her Volga display of imagination.

As the song struck her soul, she threw her legs up over her body into a flexible turn of events. Now on her tummy, ass rising up as if getting doggy style thrusts to compliment the use of the band’s persistent BANG BANG she gyrated as if each bang was an impact. An expression of ecstasy crossed her face for a crowd-pleasing delight then ceased just as fast as she smiled with a wink and wag of her tongue. Svetty was gaining respect from the word Da, oh Da! Yes, oh Yes!

Money went flying across the stage as she prowled about like a Siberian Tigress. Seeing her bestie Tessa Harper venturing to the stage, fighting her way through the gauntlet to offer her cheers of, “SVVEEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTYYYYYYYYY! WOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO!” Svetlana aka Hopak chomped her pearly whites at the girl in red as if biting her. Playful until the song ended with a resounding, yes you guessed it ... BANG, the building toasted their drinks to the new girl. Her heart was beating as fast as the BANG BANG in the song.

With zero time to catch her breath Svetty took to her feet and circled the stage a bit more rapidly as a new tune found unexpected ears to see just what this might bring out of the blond. Cossack music of fiddles and cellos sent Svetty into what looked like calisthenics of toe touches then jumping jacks. Her tits bobbing about drew attention from all angles more than the actions of her limbs. Whipping in step to face away from her audience Svetty detached her bra and sent it flying, all while her crouching legs kept her active. Cupping her bare breasts, she began a traditional Hopak dance, this would be her trademark dance move to entice the men. Bare back all the way down to her perfect ass only her G-string kept her immediate body covered. Whistles were on hi-def!

Out in the audience it took a very large asset to get through the cluster of testosterone and scantily clad beauties. The second Svetty’s kicking legs turned her trajectory to face the denizens of Cashanova, her eyes spotted the one person she worried wasn’t going to make it. There he was as promised, albeit one song late.

Henry McKellen had been escorted in by Serafina Black, men fearing denial of their cutting up front. With arms twice the size of theirs and the fact most of them already knew Ms. Black it was pretty easy reaching the stage. Henry finding Tessa took her by surprise and knelt down moving under her thighs to hoist the feather weight beauty up onto his shoulders. Squealing at her abduction until she realized who it was, she broke out in an arm raising victory dance.

“You made it!” Tessa leaned forward to greet Henry’s upward gaze.

“I told you I would. Parking was a bitch still. Serafina literally pushed a car out so we could take it’s spot.” He chuckled, “Is Svetty actually doing a Russian dance?”

“Ukrainian I think but close enough.” A glare back at Serafina standing behind them found the bodybuilder telling her to, “Hold on tight!” With an unbelievable feat of strength Serafina did as Henry had done, kneeling beneath Henry and hoisting him skyward into a three-story HiRISE. Henry teetered but held Tessa tightly. So much for that damned leash connected to Sera’s collar. She was boss!

Svetty ended her Hopak dance and laughed at the trio, the crowd joining her amusement. Waving at Serafina, Svetty noticed a fifty-dollar bill pressed between the bodybuilder’s teeth. Smirking at her obvious tip Svetty moved directly in front of Sera and leaned over to steal the cash with her teeth, lips touching hers. In a sensuous retreat Svetty stood tall and fluttered her fingers at Henry. Tip money still in her lips she stood tiptoe in reaching Henry. Hands on his knees she gave him the money via a third-party transfer, lips once again touching. After banking her reward Svetty took to dancing, the Hopak music bleeding into a more American related tune of You Could Be Mine by Guns N Roses.

Tessa feeling left out in the transfers dared to lean over Henry’s scalp, her breasts hugging his hairline. “Where’s my tip?” Henry tilted his head as far back as he could without losing balance and let Tessa use her own lips to pluck out Svetty’s fifty. With it in her possession she pinched it in between her fingers and let out a “SHE COULD BE MINE!”

Svetty circling a chrome stripper pole ready to climb heard her bestie and sneered at her. Rejecting the pole for now as the cheers began to escalate into a chant of, “YOUR! YOURS! YOURS!”, Svetty did a series of ballet spins until once more standing in front of the three-piece acrobats. Shifting her hips side to side Svetty untied her right G-string strap letting it fall to a roar of, “OURS! OURS! OURS!” They were easily swayed.

Cold expression shared with her fanbase Svetty tempted the audience by pinching her left G-string strap. Hearing Serafina yell, “Lose it Bitch!” Off that G-string came. No beaver covering the beaver any longer Svetty held her G-string at arm’s length while poising an index finger to her lips as if in thought. A second to ponder she knelt in front of Serafina who wasn’t even breaking a sweat dead lifting Henry’s 230 pounds, nor Tessa’s 110. Taking her G-string she stuffed it into Serafina’s mouth with a wink. “You no lose it Bitch. I want back.” From there Svetty stood up to face Henry and saying, “Master play Russian Roulette?”

“Spin the chamber.” He winced.

“I put barrel in mouth.” She then used Henry’s knees to carefully crawl up him like a ladder, taking Tessa’s hands as support. Hearing Tessa scream, “You’re insane.”, only made Serafina savagely chomp on the stripper’s fur G-string morsel. Holding firm in her stance even in stiletto heels, she did find men hugging up to her muscular build as added bracing just in case the tower would crumble. Bouncers rallied to the insanity of it all, but the owner Flossy Taggart prevented their intervention. The older woman was finding not only Serafina remarkable of strength, but the new girl was raising the bar.

“Dial it back Big Peter.” Flossy palmed the gay bouncer’s bulging belly. Pete saying, “Yes Ma’am!”

Svetty scaled Henry who held Tessa tightly, Svetty placing her legs around Henry’s shoulders entwining with Tessa’s until Svetty was sitting on Henry’s face. Her wet pussy taunting him Henry just licked the Russian’s cunt. Between Tessa and Svetty his face was hidden. Moscow was one talented girl.

Facing Tessa but slightly lower, Tessa leaned down and kissed Svetty, the fifty exchanging mouths a fourth time. Once in her possession Svetty tilted her gaze and spit out the money. She wanted her roomies tongue. Twister it was!

The audience was blown away, more cash hurling onto the stage for the Mad Russian. With the song ending the DJ just went into another of Svetty’s prearranged songs from her list to keep the show going. Svetty loving 80’s hair band metal, DJ Frolic chose a song that fit the situation, stepping it up with Rhino Bucket’s One Night Stand. The stand was one big love affair it seemed. Tongues wagging in her mouth and her pink cunt Svetty was at home.

With heaving 440 pounds total Serafina was finding the length of time challenging. Squeezing Henry’s calves as a sign of weariness Henry retreated his tongue and kissed Svetty’s bikini area. Warning the girls to break it up they refused. Serafina slowly lowered herself into a crouch leaving Henry at stage level. He encouraging the girls off led to Svetty being sneaky.

Unzipping Tessa’s dress, she lifted it up her body until her skirt was a scarf, the crowd screaming at her antics. Two nude bitches for the price of one tip. Henry chuckling guided Svetty back until she was seated on the stage. From there Tessa crawled over Svetty until both were laying naked atop one another. Avoiding Tessa’s heels Henry prepared to leave his saddle but found Serafina had different plans. In a mad power lift Henry was sky high once again. Showing her strength, she literally drug Henry around her shoulders until he was seated facing her, her hands gripping his cheeks.

Laughing his ass off he eyed Serafina’s big, beautiful gaze as she choked up Svetty’s G-string into his possession. Once claimed the giantess buried her face into his erection, gnawing on his tented slacks. Now the bouncers were allowed to break it up. Big Peter led his team of Olav Kaminsky a bald biker looking man, not to mention Peter’s lover in to warn Serafina to behave.

Henry now finding himself sitting on the stage beside a making out Svetty and Tessa, Sera stood up and felt her white dress rip under pressure of her bulging thighs. Between her tear and her unzipped back she just stood tall and smirked at Henry. He observed the bodybuilder just grip her dress and begin sheading it from her body. The crowd begged the bouncers to step away.

Club owner Flossy always did enjoy seeing Serafina Black naked. Music ending Flossy let out an ear massaging whistle. Serafina hearing her occasional employer turned to face her but slouched back in between Henry’s legs, patting his kneecaps. Standing defiant Sera took her dangling leash and flipped it like she would her hair over her shoulder, the lead falling into Henry’s hand. Gripping it he showed it to the crowd with a smug attitude. Awestruck the crowd roared with respect. Serafina winced at Flossy; her bouncers uncertain what to do.

With no music playing Svetty and Tessa sat up. Examining her red scarf Tessa busted up laughing. “How do you always get me naked?”

“Russian like making you red in face.” A quick wrestling match found Tessa with her ass in the air, Svetty spanking her to a blizzard of tip money. “Red in ass too.”

“I hate you!”

“Rent money.” Svetty gathers cash from the stage and flutters it over her roomie.

“About fucking time.” Tessa laughed.

“That come when we get home.” The girls loved one another.

Off stage Henry dropped to his feet and led Serafina out amongst the patrons until spotting a table with three lawyers. Recognizing Winslow Hardecker, father of junior enemy number one Knox Hardecker, he dared to parade Sera in front of him, leash held in white knuckles. “How’s it going Winslow?” The lawyer awestruck bulged his eyes.

“That was some show over there. You know the Russian?” Winslow admired Sera’s magnificent body, the chillbilly moving behind Henry as a cloak but to also provoke Henry by bringing her leash around his neck like a shared collar. Realizing her move he rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, actually I do. The girl in the red dress is my co-worker, the Russian is her roommate. This Shehemoth behind me is...”

“ ... his slave.” She winks at the trio of Attorney’s.

“Ah! You and Josie...?”

“Still married.” Henry smirked, “We just have our agreements.”

“Nice!” Winslow’s friend Gerald Forman beamed, “Your co-worker is pretty fine too.”

“That she is. Better in bed.”

“Damn McKellen.” Winslow puckered his lower lip, “I never once saw this side of you.”

“Not like we talk all that often Win.”

“True enough.”

“Oh, while I have it on my mind. Can you crack down on your boy Knox? He’s being a little too evil these days. I won’t go into detail, but it involves my daughter Sable and her boyfriend Travis Herbert.” Serafina crossed her arms over Henry’s back listening intently, not even stressed by all the men behind her admiring her nudity and full body musculature. Knuckles were gnawed on at her incredible definition.

“What’s he doing now?”

“What isn’t he doing? All I ask is that you put your foot down on him concerning the kids.”

“Not just them.” A male voice thundered from behind Serafina making even she lift away from Henry to turn, her eyes flaring. The ogling admirers heading for the hills.

“Dom?” Henry turned to the robed giant.

“Keep your boy away from Kelly Herbert too. I won’t be so nice about it like Louisville here.”

“Knox is harassing Kelly?” Winslow sat up straight, his friends worried that the Stetson wearing monstrosity might get physical.

“More her boy, but I’m hearing he’s been hittin’ on Kel. She’s mine!”

“Youthful angst.” Winslow scowled, “But I will have a harsh talk with him tomorrow.”

“Somethin’ you should see.” Dom took out his cellphone and shared the recording of Knox and his buddy Dip tormenting Travis Herbert on the ground. “Bullyin’ gets bullied. Get my drift?” Somehow this video had not been deleted like so many across the city protecting certain people.

Sighing at the roughhousing Winslow nodded, “I’ll take care of it.”

“Good! Now go grab yourselves a free private dance on me. Take yer pick and tell ‘em Dom sent ya.”

“That’s nice of you Dom.” Winslow attempted to shake his hand over the table. Dom merely tipped his hat and looked at his sister hovering over Henry. Grumbling he just walked away.

“He mad?” Henry looked over his shoulder at Serafina.

“Only because I’m showing off. I really shouldn’t be completely nude. Flossy is being cordial not gettin’ after me because I’m not actually working here tonight. Buy me a beer Master?”

“Carry me to the bar.” He chuckled not projecting that she just might. “Have fun Winslow.”

“You too, McKellen.” Win nodded, “Will you look at that. He has a bodybuilder as a slave. Who the fuck knew.”

Upsy Lazy!

In the dressing room while another pair of dancers took to the stage Svetty changed her clothes, Tessa sitting nude watching her. “I knew you were limber but that was insane how you crawled up on me like that. I’m glad Sera’s strong we could have broken our necks. I’m shocked she didn’t break a heel.”

“I catch fall.” Svetty winked fluffing her tits up, “Cushy breasts.”

“Don’t I know it. I can’t believe you got me naked in front of probably 300 guys. Now I’m fucking horny as hell.”

“Job well done.”

“You always know what to say. I guess I better get dressed you have to go back out there and mingle.”

“We mingle as one.”

“Even though I liked making money earlier lap dancing I don’t work here.” Tessa chuckled, “Stop trying to get me hired. I’m happy drawing porn.”

“We give master ideas. Good for you.”

“Well, that’s true. It is kind of fun molding him, isn’t it?”

“Henry good man. Good master.”

“Why do you keep calling him master? Hasn’t that train pulled out of the station?”

“Like trains, no pull out ... I remain in station.”

“You kill me. I’m serious, are you taking this slave thing to the next level or what?”

“Fun to obey. You should try.”

“Ehhhh? Not so much. As roleplay sure. I’m in hot water with Henry as it is over what I let Dakota do to him without him knowing. I’m afraid I strained our working relationship.”

“He get over. You get on.”

“Right!”

“OH MY GOD!” A voice distracted their conversation, a good thing considering how sad Tessa was becoming over it all. From the curtain covering their dressing rooms stepped strippers Gina and a new face to Svetty, a stunning black beauty who resembled actress Vanessa Morgan right down to her golden-brown flowing mane. “You were amazzzzzzzzzzzing out there.” Gina swooped in up close with praise.

“If I tried that I’d have broken every bone in my booty.” The dancer known as Boots because of her thigh high heels added.

“Both of you even.” Gina smiled at Tessa who began putting her red dress back on to feel more secure in the presence of others.

“Thanks.” Tessa grinned, “Zip me?” She turned to Boots who honored the blondes wishes.