Episode 107: DOM PERIGNON

“And the crowd goes wild.”

Owner of the strip club Cashanova, Flossy Taggert made her way through the bevy of beauties who had waited all night long to see the star of Flossy’s skin den. Her journey was met with curses and objection at the old woman nudging her way toward the front. Between this old bird and the bodybuilder with a blond backpack over her shoulders the bitches were feeling cheated. It was like this every night that Dominic Black worked. A combination of his flawless Arnold physique of muscles on top of muscles, his Cowboy persona, and his eleven-inch-thick dick he had the bank tellers by their bra straps. Wearing only his Stetson, dark shades, cowboy boots, and a silky grey canvas pecker pouch smothered in black and white camouflage, he strutted out to the screams of yearning women. Half of them were members from the gym next door he worked out at, good for Lift KITty’s business as much as Cashanova. Nothing new!

No music playing it was simply him surveying the crowd with a scowl. Off near the bar Henry McKellen chuckled, still musing over Dom’s stage name of Dom Perignon. “Smug fucker! Looks like he’s more a WWE star.” Even behind Henry the bartender Felicia aka Filly hopped up on the bar to sit and watch Dom. Henry peered back at Filly’s whooping cries as she whirled a white towel used to clean up messes over her head. With a smirk he looked between her thighs at a micro thin bikini snare that barely covered her cunt. Felicia wearing ass less chaps also meant crotch less, nice to know. Serafina and Tessa were bonding in front of Dom’s casual two step walk along the rim of the stage. The Swillbilly letting women touch his boots and literally reach for his covered cock. Oddly, a peace came over Henry in the moment. This was the life he could have had if he had remained single. No regrets mind you, he loved Josie and his daughters, but he never knew he had this much allure. Women were noticing him right and left. Of course, without knowing Piper Cherry and the chain reaction these past two weeks he might still be screaming at Josie. Freedom in the heat, good enough for him.

After flirting with Filly just before Dom took the stage by silent storm, Henry realized this was the perfect opening to get closer to Felicia. Why the hell not? Easing back toward her Henry dared to move right up between Filly’s thighs and rest his elbows on her chaps. Getting comfortable he just watched Dominic making a fool of himself. With Henry invading her corral Filly grinned and tossed her towel aside, then patted his shoulders. No words, merely a companion making moment. Henry simply relaxed.

Flossy Taggert reaching Serafina Black in her opened bathrobe, Tessa Harper high up on her shoulders made her appearance known. “Yo! Andrea the Giant ... no more of those acrobatics you pulled earlier. If Dom climbs, you and breaks our meal ticket I’m gonna rip you a new one.”

“Chill out Flossil! I’m just givin’ shorty here a bird’s thigh view.” Tessa was high on life cheering at Dom’s cool calculated swagger. Even with no music he had every gal in the place wagging fifty-dollar bills, an easy 1,500 or more ready to line his pouch. Strangely when the time came that pecker pouch made for a good piggy bank. One he could swing over his back and leave the stage with.

Knowing of Dom but never technically meeting him before tonight, Tessa realized exactly why Kelly Herbert loved her master. Jealousy for sure! Knowing Dom was not so bad after Henry’s first encounter with the man-made Tessa’s opinion became less scrutinizing. Earlier when he spoke to Svetty he seemed nice enough. Definitely nice to look at. Tessa! Tessa! Tessa!

“I am chill. So are you by the looks of your nips.” Sera’s right breast was exposed due to Tessa’s butt ruffling at her robe. With a scowl Serafina tried to cover herself but strangely Flossy smacked her hand. “I’m over getting after you for your exhibitionist shit. Hold my hand a minute.” Sera winced and realized Big Peter was standing behind Flossy, ever her bodyguard. With help from two other bouncers Flossy Taggart was carried aloft, up and over Pete’s massive shoulders. Seeing her fellow stilt gawker Tessa greeted Flossy with a concerned grin, holding the elder’s hand to make certain she was not going to lose her balance.

“Thanks Blondie! You’re the Russian’s butt kisser, aren’t you?”

“Roommates! Didn’t she do an awesome job earlier?”

“Not bad for her first night. She has another set later. I’m curious what she has planned.”

“No idea! She’s too spontaneous to ever predict. I can’t believe Dom just walks around with no music.”

“Opening gambit!” Flossy chuckles, “He’s on for thirty minutes. You ain’t seen nothing yet.”

“Are we seeing that?” Tessa points at Dom’s dangling monster.

Below Tessa, Serafina chuckles, “Oh, don’t you worry you’re going to see that oak tree come crashing to the ground.”

“Wakes the neighbors every time.” Flossy adds then points down at the screaming cunts all around them. “I like the view up here. Welcome to the midget seating.” Flossy bumps fists with a giggling Tessa.

“I know right. Even in heels I’m short.”

“Ever consider stripping here?” Flossy was all business. “You got the body. I got the money.”

“Svetty’s trying to coax me but I’m kind of too nerdy to be doing this stuff. Video game designer.”

“That’s legit.” Flossy puckered, “I like a game I found online called Frisque. Sexy shit but it’s getting lame.”

“You play Frisque?” Tessa dropped her jaw, “I work on Frisque with Henry over there.” A point toward Henry finds her co-worker’s back to her. Realizing what Henry was doing she quickly changed her mind to avoid Flossy getting uptight. “Uhhh? I lost him in the crowd.”

“He’s over there gnawing on Filly’s clit. I swear I run a brothel.” Flossy knew exactly where to look. Sure, enough in the chaos brought on by Dominic, Henry McKellen went full on rogue in turning to face the beautiful bartender and sliding her micro-G-string aside and went in hot. It was easy enough to see Felicia was enjoying his tongue, her boots were curling at the toes over his biceps.

“Is he in trouble?” Tessa squinted.

“Naaa! I give my bitches hell but your pack mule down there’s right. I got people in my purse. Hell, the cops frequent the clubs all over Nashville and stuff more cash in G-string’s than the country prints. They say do it all or close the doors. I like money so we stay open.”

“Really? Wow! No wonder I see some of your dancer’s prowling nude in the crowd.”

“This is Cashville.” Her take on Nashville. “Vegas has Sin City I got Skin City.”

“In that case I’m getting hot here. Looking behind her Serafina Black spots LouWanda aka Louis beside Big Peter. Leering over her brow at Tessa she says, “Lift your bottom.” A quick wiggle the bathrobe slipped out from under Tessa and Sera set out to remove it from her arms. LouWanda smirking assisted her in taking the robe from the bodybuilders body. Once in LouWanda’s possession he inhaled the robe knowing full well it belonged to her brother Dominic. Putting it on himself/ herself LouWanda snuggled gleefully. “Much better! I was sweating my glutes off.” Serafina was a tad shiny.

Having stalked the edge of the stage long enough Dom turned his back to the howling ladies and poised like Mr. Universe, muscles twitching in the biceps and his ass cheeks as if cueing up. Hat tipped down over his shades was the signal to DJ Frolic, igniting Dom’s first official song, Billy Ray Cyrus’ Achy Breaky Heart. Let the boot scooting begin. Bouncers aligning the stage prepped for a surge of bitch hormones trying to climb up on stage to reach him.

Turning around to face the pack wolves he let his pecs dance like he had his ass cheeks and biceps, with a foot shuffle his only moves thus far he tipped his Stetson high on his brow and shot off a brilliant smile. Even Tessa found the need to scream. Below her Serafina laughed at her brother’s swagger. Let the good times roll!

“Eat that pussy Master Man!”

Felicia hissed peering down at her thighs, Henry McKellen savagely digging both his tongue and two fingers up inside her. Behind her chuckling was fellow bartender Marcus Greco back on duty. Cozying up next to Filly’s hip he pinched her ass at an angle. Filly shot Marc a feverish glare and moaned, her mouth unable to speak. Henry was viciously hammering her cunt so rapidly she was closing in on a massive orgasm. Guys forced from the stage found watching Filly squirming worth tipping her to each side as they snooped over her hips to witness Henry’s powerhouse fingers. Each time money fluttered over Filly’s lap Marc reached in collecting the cash, then placing it in Filly’s tip jar. Screaming at her climax Filly flooded Henry’s face with a massive squirt. Drinks were on her!

Applause at Henry’s efforts led Marc to toss Filly’s hand towel at Henry to dry off. Before he could however the towel was snatched from his grip. Standing tall Henry found two other strippers Gina and Lacey easing into each side of him. Winking first, both girls set out in licking Henry’s face of Filly’s juices, all while Filly slouched and rubbed her clit for an added stimulation. Seeing Filly continuing her torment Henry palmed Gina by the back of her head and guided her into Filly’s thighs. Without resisting Gina just took over in eating Filly. The money was flying onto the girls. Divided room but worth the money.

Henry holding Lacy placed his hand on the blonde’s ass and nuzzled her ear. Whispering led Henry to carefully bring a giggling Lacey in front of him. Walking the stripper backwards while kissing her guys moved out of their way until Henry had enough room to lift Lacey up on to the bar right next to Filly. Laying back for him Henry peeled her pink G-string aside and repeated his earlier appetite, Lacey was a squealer. Suddenly, a chain started forming, the dancer Boots moving in behind Gina and yanking the brunette’s own G-string down then knelt behind her. Cheeks pried wide Boots ate at Gina’s asshole like a perfectionist. Wallets were bleeding!

Svetlana strolling with Winslow Hardecker after their sexual encounter in the private dance rooms spotted Henry dining on Lacey. Winslow shaking his head had to admit, “McKellen’s one crazy bastard.”

“Master much fun.” She turned and licked Winslow’s cheek, “I return to lap shortly. Go sit!” She pointed at his table where his fellow lawyers waited and watched both shows. Winslow shivered at her ability to make him regret whenever she would leave his side. The Russian had a hold on him like he had never experienced. Her escape froze him in step, watching Svetty wiggle away and move up behind Henry. Dragging her nails along Henry’s shirt to let him know of her arrival she reached around his waist and began unbuckling his belt, zipper drawn until she had him at her mercy.

“Bottoms up!” Svetty smirked at Boots eying her over Gina’s cheeks. In just that remark Svetty yanked Henry’s slacks and boxers down over his ass and like Gina set out to eat his asshole. Henry bringing Lacey to climax felt the intrusion and lifted away mumbling, “Motherfuck!” Refusing his retreat Lacey brought his face back in for more. Fast food chain Cashanova style! Winslow Hardecker seeing Svetty eating at Henry’s ass had to tug at his tie, that should be his ass she was devouring. Grumbling, he made his way to his friends.

Dominic returned to the edge of the stage and posed with his arms behind his neck and let his pecker pouch swing for the mercy of his courters. Faint fingertips were allowed to nudge it in passing but if the girls grew aggressive, he hightailed a step back. Looking up, his eyes locked on Tessa over his sister’s massive shoulders, seeing Serafina once again naked he had to chuckle. Ready to put on an even better show as the song faded to ravenous cries of, “FUCK ME DOMINIC!” and “MAKE ME YOUR SEX SLAVE!” He merely lowered his Stetson until DJ Frolic fired up his next song.

Lee Brice’s tune Parking Lot Party made him grin at the audience and place his fingers down near his pubes. Showing some seductive moves and playful shoulder moves he found Tessa biting her nail, eyes afraid to blink as she enjoyed his actions. Seeing Flossy Taggart whooping and nearly losing her dentures he placed his hands up to warn her to calm it down. Flossy flipped him off, so he returned the favor by lifting his dangling pecker and sharing a vengeance stance at her. Big middle finger indeed!

Song vibrating high in his blood Dom motioned to Serafina to bring Tessa closer to the stage. Bitches grew uptight at her oncoming invasion, stealing their thunder and making them step aside. Tessa questioned what she was doing. The second Dom reached out and snatched Tessa by her armpits he drug her off of her ride squealing. Not letting her heels touch the ground Dom pulled Tessa right to his chest.

“Oh my God!” She panted seeing her reflection in his dark sunglasses.

“Wrap yer legs around my waist.” He growled. Easy enough, she was afraid of falling anyway. Once hugging his hips, he gripped her ass and danced with her. She was swooning and lost in her own image. While dancing her ass cheeks were full on visible to the audience, she not wearing panties. Pucker winking, she found his fingers a little too near it but bit her lip. All she could say was a repeat of, “Oh, my God!”

“That I am.” He grinned, “Give me yer hands.” Terrified of what he had in mind she just went with it. His grip on her ass leaving her skirt rolled up enough to continue a nice divide, Dom took her by both wrists and actually danced, almost romantically. Hearing outrageous cheers behind her she was afraid to know what she might be missing. Blinded by her angle she felt clothe touching her inner thighs.

“Holy fuck! Are you getting hard?” She bulged her eyes.

“Somethin’ like that.” Sure, enough Dominic Black utilized the control over his hormones to stand at attention right in front of dozens of awestruck sluts in the crowd. They were witness to his pouch lifting inch by inch beneath Tessa’s thighs until it appeared as if she were sitting on his length without the penetration. The covered head three inches protruding her thigh gap.

“SHIT!” Pouch rubbing over her pussy she immediately grew wet; he could actually feel her juices staining his silky covering. “Please don’t drop me.”

“Just relax. I got ya.” He smirked. Releasing her right wrist, he moved up to pinch his fingertips over hers. She whimpered knowing she was going to lose her balance. As her left hand found its fingers also pinched by his, he was literally holding her body weight up in such a way that he was showing just how strong he really was. Darting her gaze between hands then his face she melted and began panting.

“Alright Ballerina Barbie ... let yer legs dangle.”

“WHAT?” She yelped at her Puppeteer. Cringing a bit, she slowly released her locked feet and her legs slid down toward the floor. In their descent she felt her pussy mold around his girth. “OHHHHH, MYYYYYYYYY GOOOOOOOOOOOOD!” She was sitting on his rock-hard pecker pouch being held by her fingertips and his muscle control. Tessa Harper rolled her eyes back into her head at the cheers.

“You ready?” Dom lifted his brows into a wiggle above his shades as she tried to comprehend what else he could possibly do with her. “Gyrate!”

“SAY WHAT?” Eyes bulging, she found his expression guiding her into rolling her pussy over his shaft, each gyration sliding his pouch lower on his cock. After five gyrations she felt his flesh, blood pumping into a symphony of drumbeats. Pussy on throbbing vessels she squealed and offered him an expression of, “Please fuck me.” Not in the cards Tessa Harper.

Song ending Dom released her fingertips until she literally was only held aloft by his cock. The crowd was begging for more. Lowering his knees until Tessa’s heels found the stage he pulled out from under her thighs, crossing her clit with enough force to make her dance in step like a schoolgirl.

“Take yer bow.” He twisted her in step. Proud of herself being a part of such an amazing show she did actually bend and bow. As she did Dom placed his erection back up between her thighs as if taking her from behind. Again, his pouch teased her cunt until she rolled her eyes back toward the crowd.

As he pulled away, she stood up straight and froze like deer in headlights. Below applauding her Serafina threw up her arms to help her back into her seat. Before she realized it Dom grabbed her waist and launched her off the stage and into Serafina’s clutches. The thing is Tessa was climbing into her saddle backwards. Yelping as Serafina’s face nuzzled her cunt Tessa just curled her legs and hugged the bodybuilding beauty’s scalp. Tongue up her cunt Tessa just went along for the stride, which meant Sera began walking through the herd of hos blindly. Tessa was her eyes, when they weren’t in the back of her head.