Her breasts bounced on top the tight leather corset as she pull the cord stretching his ankle to the fourth and final bedpost.
"Fuck yeah" he said through his teeth and she tied it securely.
She had time to grab and pull each cord to check how tight they were and swipe his cowboy hat, the only thing covering his thick bare cock, and plop it on her head before her friend poked her head in.
He gave a loud yelp, quickly looking down at his open manhood, then back at their visitor and tugging at all posts. He recognized her as Crystal.
"Dawn, you're on in 2 min..." Crystal opened the curtains even more allowing more music to pour in and revealing her costume, "the bouncer, Dawn?". She stood there, arms crossed over her breasts.
"Oh, I'm ready," Dawn patted his inner thigh before exiting. "We were old high school friends." She turned. "I'll be back shortly, handsome, then we'll catch up."
She shut the curtains behind her and headed toward the stage. She stopped once after hearing the bed rattle off in the distance and her name. Two girls wearing nothing but bunny ears, a pink thong, white silk stockings, and high heals walked off stage.
"Hey, didn't you have something going on with that one bouncer? I've gotten tied up in my area if you want to say 'hello."
"Thanks," one of them said before they gave each other an anger look.
Dawn turn before entering the stage and saw each bunny grab a long whip from the prop table while heading toward the curtain to her room. Each make a good loud crack, before looking at each, and entering. Dawn could even hear another yelp as she smirked and walked out onto the stage.
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The club was crazy loud. The music blared through the sound system as she swiveled round on the pole. With the bouncer's hat, she was now a cowboy for her final. She felt very powerful when she was doing this, she knew all the men wanted her, it gave her a thrill. She bounced her round and ample ass up and down, shaking her ass in time to the music.
He watched her with a certain interest. She had everything he liked in a woman, her breasts were ample and so was her ass and thighs. The sight of her twerking made him hard and he wanted to do so much more to her flawless skin, pretty face and ass.
She finished her shift and got off the stage. The night had been good. She went to the bar to get a drink and unwind. Sitting there, sipping on it, it occurred to her that she might have a client that night, getting drunk was not the wisest thing to do. Shifting in her seat, she noticed a man staring at her and talking to the owner of the club. She had seen him watching her dance. He had magnetic eyes and a perfect build, she felt drawn to him, he made her mouth water. She put her glass back down on the bar and struck up conversation with the barman. His presence next to her was almost felt.
He finally approached..."Detective Jones here, Ms. Knight, do you mind if I ask you a couple of questions?"
"Not at all, detective," she smiled and picked up her drink. "Mind if we go some place more quiet?"
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Her bags were open any laying their on her bed as they entered her hotel room. It wasn't hard for any wandering eyes to see that the bag was filled to the brim with leather corsets, ropes, duct tape, a pair of thigh high boots, a ton of black cord, even a few chains.
"...expecting company?" His eyes now locked on the materials laying about on the bed.
"Part of the job, you had some questions?' She took off her jacket revealing her costume from earlier. "You don't mind if I change, do you? I don't wear leather all the time, you know."
His gaze was now fixated on her. It was too late before he himself realized he was staring. "Yes..sorry." He looked back at the bed, which didn't help. "A...a cop has gone missing, thought you may know a thing or two about it."
She pulled out and adjust another harness over her chest. This one at least covered her nipples. She examined to make sure it was straight using the mirror in the room. "Not too many cops come by here, in fact, you're the first, I can recall. Very exciting." The cowboy hat thrown off to the side of the room somewhere she now adjusted a captains hat on her head and started taking out of the toys from the bag.
"You have another performance?" He looked at her new outfit.
"Nope," she threw a role of cord in his direction. "It's hot to have a cop around. I wanted to invite you for a nightcap."
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She liked the gun, especially in the hoister. The hoister and gun remained around his naked chest, almost like a personal harness as he stood there before her. She used his cuffs actually; crossed his arms and cuffed them to the ceiling. The red oversize ball gag in his mouth was hers though. He watched her as she freely walked around the room. Pulling out leather paddles and whips from the dresser he didn't see before.
"Naughty, naughty detective," she tossed the paddles onto the bed and knelt down to pick up a thin wooden cane off the floor, "how should you be punish you?"
He remained standing there biting into the hard rubber engulfing his mouth, eyes glued to her as she slowly walked around him. Now close behind him, she slowly pulled his boxer briefs down. He stepped out of them and she tossed them to the pile of the rest of his clothes and badge. As she stood, she gently scratched her nails up along the back of his legs and ass. He looked up at his cuffed hands and closed his eyes as she ran her nail back down over his ass. When she stopped, his attention easily drifted back to how uncomfortable his tongue felt being pushed to the back of his throat. His eyes shot open when he then felt her breasts begin to slide down his lower back. He could feel his dry dark red hair covering his cheeks and crack brush against her rigid nipples.
