This one is a spinoff of Funny Money. A set of super heroines decide to investigate the hottest strip club on the planet for white slavery find out that they really want to change careers. If you want to use anything please ask first.
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10AM AT THE FRONT ENTRANCE OF THE DREAM
"Uh, I'm not sure about why you are here."
Jack eyed the woman in front of him with mixed emotions. He was certainly a bit intimidated and even a bit frightened by her, but as the owner of the hottest strip club on the planet he also couldn't help but make some professional mental notes on how smoking hot she was and how much she would likely bring as a dancer in his club.
Of course, just being Lady Wonder would likely triple any figure he could think of. He blinked as she cleared her throat. "Uh, sorry, lost my train of thought, what was that?"
Lady Wonder scowled at him. "You pervert. Probably thinking how much I would make as one of your strippers. I am here because of the disappearance of several women who are connected to your club. I know all about the police investigations and the IRS, but I KNOW you are hiding something. I will see justice done for those women!"
Jack inwardly sighed at the other women standing behind her. The League of Superior Women had come out in full force for this one. Aside from the smoking hot brunette Lady Wonder (standing 6 ft 4 inches with a perfect 36 FF cup chest, hourglass figure and muscle tone that you could bounce a bar of gold off of), the other four members were all hotties who put even his most gorgeous Golden Girl to shame.
Madam Mystic was the mysterious sorceress. She was about 5 foot 10 inches with dark brown hair, another 36 inch DD cup rack, great figure, and always rocking a very form fitting set of black leggings with thigh boots, a small skirt, a black full sleeved shirt with black gloves and a black leather cape with a hood and black Lone Ranger type mask. She carried a mystical staff and was capable of a lot of weird magic.
Iron Maiden was bigger in every way from Lady Wonder. She was a power lifter turned super hero with some drugs that went haywire. She was nearly 7 foot tall, and ripped as all hell. She had dirty blonde hair and could bench press trucks. She wore a dull iron colored sports bra and shorts with normal workout shoes and had her hair tied back.
Sneak was the quiet one. She was Asian based on her eyes but she always wore a full body skin tight spandex suit with a full mask excepting only her eyes. She was about 5 foot 7 inches and her body was very feminine with a prefect set of 36C tits and hourglass shape. She was, as her name suggested, the spy and scout, capable of sneaking in anywhere. In fact Jack was sure she had been in his place a week before but couldn't prove it. Not that it mattered; everything in Jack's place was fully legal.
Techgirl was the last of the League. She was a genius, and also Miss Rhode Island from 2 years back. She had flaming red hair, and a temper that sometimes matched it. But she built gadgets, gimzos, and kept up the League's equipment and vehicles. She used various custom weapons to fight and she was not someone to take lightly.
And they were all standing in the foyer of The Dream, Jack's club. THE club. If you wanted to be a stripper, Jack was THE man to see, and his club was THE club to dance at. Some of his girls made a million dollars a night, and all his girls made more dancing at his club in a week than most Americans made in a whole year.
Of course, no one knew the real secret behind Jack's success at this business was some magic money given to him by a stranger for doing a good deed several years ago. Jack's careful use of his magic dollars had allowed him to recruit the most awesome talent on the planet and had allowed him to make every connection he needed to make his dream come true. He didn't even need to use his magic dollars anymore because pretty much every strip club in Nevada and the West Coast had become feeders for his operation.
Jack sighed and said "Look, I'm not hiding anything. I have been investigated by the local police, state police, FBI, and the IRS and they have all said I am clean and that is because I AM clean. I don't run any white slavery or force anyone here to do anything they don't want to do. I can fully understand you don't like my business, and I respect your opinion on that. But I'm clean and this is harassment."
"No, this is a start. How many customers will come when their faces are on the internet? How many will come knowing that one of us is just across the street watching and making note? Hmmmm? How will your customers take to being so, public?" Techgirl said with a sneer.
Jack sighed again. She had a point. He couldn't have them kicked off the sidewalk as it was public. He looked each one of them in the face and got more annoyed at each self-righteous, condescending, "I'm a hero and you're garbage" look he saw.
And he decided to dollar each one.
"You are correct I can't do anything about that. But I can sue you for false accusations. And here is how it's going to work. Right now, in spite of you NOT having a warrant, I will let your team into my club and you can inspect the ENTIRE place. Nothing, literally nothing, will be off limits to you. Any door you want opened, we'll open it. Any room you want to enter into, you can. Any one you want to talk too, you can. Only restrictions are this: One, you cannot commit any violence, period. Some of my clients are doing things that you may not like but since you are here as guests you can take no action. You see one of my girls and a client having nasty sex, you piss off and leave them be. No lectures, no preening, no fucking up the mood. You do that, breach of agreement and you're out on your ass. Two, I do have a couple of places where I normally restrict access. For those places you will be escorted by myself or by one of my security. If you have to wait for one, you wait. You bust a door down and it's trespassing and breaking and entering and I'll make sure it's on the news. Deal?"
Lady Wonder stared at him. Jack could tell he had thrown her off slightly with his offer of full disclosure. After a moment, she nodded and said "Agreed. We have five team members; you have a five story building. One on each floor then."
"Okay, but you forgot the basement. Tell you what, we can do that all together now or after you have finished the other floors." Jack said.
"After is fine. You will lead me to your top floor and your private quarters and office." Lady Wonder said with a sinister smile of someone who was certain they would be proven right shortly.
"Okay, follow me." Jack replied and led them into his club.
5th FLOOR, JACK'S OFFICE AND SUITE
Jack could tell Lady Wonder was getting mad. She was frowning a whole lot more than when she had come up into the main lobby of the Hotel section of his club. She had obviously been expecting to find something but after checking everything, down to the broom closets, she was completely empty handed. Even his Gold Girl Rooms had nothing in them, not even a single joint. Jack had watched with a neutral expression as Lady Wonder had scanned the room using one of Techgirl's gadgets and was very much enjoying her annoyance.
"My office and private suite. Have a look around, but don't break anything."
Lady Wonder shot him a nasty look as she searched. Jack was impressed by her attention to detail and her thoroughness. She found his hidden walk in safe and Jack quickly stepped in to open it before she ripped the door off with an "AH HA!"
She started to look through his papers and she got obviously annoyed as Jack did nothing to stop her. She was starting to close the door when she noticed a small envelope taped to the door. She opened the top and noticed the dollar bills.
"Hmmmm, this is odd. One dollar bills. No one tips dollars in this place. Even a Coke costs $10." Lady Wonder looked at Jack who while very cool was apparently watching her a bit more closely. "Ah, this is something important. Time to rattle the cage."
Lady Wonder let her thumb run over the dollars. "Dollar Bills? Really? I thought your club was so much beyond this that the minimum tip was a $20 bill."
"Those are sentimental. The first dollars I ever got from my first Dancers. They are special. Well, to me anyway." Jack replied.
"Hmph, well enough of this, I'm, oh sorry about that." Lady Wonder said as she turned around a bit too fast and bumped into Jack. Being a super powered woman it didn't take much to knock Jack back several feet and make him stumble into a chair.
While Jack tried to keep his balance, Lady Wonder quickly grabbed a dollar and slipped it into her bright red knee boot.
Lady Wonder had never stripped before. She knew nothing about it other than what she thought of it; perverted, demeaning to women, and male exploitation. She didn't know about Jack's special dollars which would make any woman who touched one suddenly decide that the only thing she wanted to be was a stripper, or that if you took a dollar in a way like a stripper would you would completely transform into one of the hottest strippers on the planet.
Jack had been able to do that to several of his Golden Girls and they were his top talent. He had slipped dollars into their waistlines, bathing suit straps and once into a stocking top and presto instant adult star. Lady Wonder didn't know about that, but Jack did know that slipping a dollar into a boot top was a way his girls took money.
Jack was able to keep his balance and he saw Lady Wonder move her right hand so fast he wasn't sure he saw it, but he certainly saw the reaction.
Lady Wonder froze for just a second and then seemed to shimmer in front of Jack. Jack smiled at what he saw and said "Well now, someone just couldn't wait for a dollar could they?"
Lady Wonder giggled and said in a voice that dripped hot wet sex "No way Jacky boy. Mmmmmmmm, I've wanted to strip for you for as long as I can remember. Mind if I strut my stuff for you?"
Jack moved over to his private chair and motioned to the private stage and pole.
Lady Wonder strutted out onto the stage. Her black hair was longer, hanging down in a long ponytail to her ass. She now sported a fetish style of her costume. Where it had been red, white, and blue, it was now black, grey and silver. Her knee high boots were now black latex thigh boots with silver spurs. Her bottoms were now a silver set of g-string bikini bottoms, her full top was now a silver and black halter top that barely held her tits in check, and she had one thick make up with bright red lipstick that really stood out compared to the rest of her costume. Her ears now sported silver hoops, and she had black opera gloves and a black mask over her eyes. Even her tiara was changed from gold to Silver with a black colored 69 centered in it.
