It is said that happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp. For me, happiness is a latina deepthroating my cock, a hot accountant sucking my balls, and a curvy black woman kneeling beside me so that I could fondle her huge tits as I remind her who's bitch she is.
"Yours, daddy!" she said back when I demanded the answer of her.
"That's right, bitch!" I emphasised as I ran a finger along McKenna's "daddy's bitch" stomach tattoo before groping her tits again.
"Who's tits are these?" I demanded.
"Yours, daddy!"
"Who's nipples are these?"
"Yours, daddy!"
"Who's bitch are you again?"
"Yours, daddy!"
"Say it."
"I'm your bitch, daddy. I love your big white cock!"
"What's your best feature?"
"Its a three way between my tits, ass, and tats."
I smiled as I kissed McKenna on the lips while cumming inside Lacey's mouth. It was now June and the bitches had finally been tamed. The strip club was having its summer opening today and not even Lacey had one word of complaint. McKenna was much less of a prude about her body and accepted her role as my slave. Meg... well she was just Meg. I gave her a nod as she emerged from underneath my balls and the excited Meg went off to masturbate.
"Alright girls! You all have thirty minutes to get ready before we have to get dressed and go!"
As the women scampered off to the bathroom, I smirked thinking about how I had solved the problem of why women take so long to get ready in the morning. Turns out, a spanking solves the issue. The venue justified me picking out the sluttiest outfits for the women. Meg and Lacey merely wore red bikinis that showed a lot of ass and cleavage, while McKenna was given black panties and two black x's taped across her nips. Aside from those, McKenna was effectively topless. None of the women complained and, after McKenna dressed me, we drove to the strip club. Walking in, even the strippers stopped to stare, especially at McKenna whose boobs were bouncing uncontrolably as she walked in her heels.
"Alright, everyone! We open in three hours! Let's have an amazing opening day!"
With that, I led my slaves to the back and told them to entertain themselves while I talked it over with the strippers. We had a pretty nice team and quite diverse too. Most of them were 18-25 and starting bonuses attracted the hotter strippers to the club. McKenna was nice enough to use company funds for this and in return, Meg ensured they got a tax writeoff. All I had to do on my part was make sure we had an open buffet for Thanksgiving dinner this year, which I was more than happy to oblige with.
I then made sure each of my slaves knew their parts in the opening ceremonies, which they did. I made them practice the night before and a bit this morning before their shower. Still, five o clock could not come fast enough. Around four I made sure to get a blowjob from Lacey in order to ensure I wasn't too horny for the performance. While I could grab a slave and fuck her at home, it wasn't the greatest look in public, especially on opening night.
Finally, it was five, and the doors opened. 50% off on lapdances and 75% off on drinks between 5-6 attracted a lot of customers. I even recognised a guy from the company who McKenna did her best to hide from. I decided to allow it... for now. For that first hour I mostly strolled around to make sure everything was going ok and I ended up finishing the hour with a lap dance from one of the blonde strippers. I didn't have a blonde in my small harem yet. Oh well, I suppose you can't have it all.
At six, the sale ended, although certain drinks would be half priced for the rest of the evening. Pulling Lacey on stage with me, I grabbed the microphone and began to speak:
"Hello, everyone! Thank you all for coming to the grand opening of
The Empire Princess
! It's an absolute pleasure to see so many new faces and familiar ones here tonight."
At familiar faces, my former co-worker perked up and nearly panicked upon seeing Lacey and I. I gave him a reassuring smile before continuing.
"We've worked tirelessly to build an atmosphere that's unlike any other, blending elegance with debauchery. You'll notice it in our dancers, in the music; everything has been carefully crafted to make sure you have the time of your life. We've brought together the most stunning and attractive performers to ensure that The Empire Princess becomes your go-to destination when you want to indulge in the finest, ahem, entertainment. One of our beautiful dancers is now coming around with a glass of complimentary champagne. I would like everyone to raise a glass and toast to a new beginning and to a glorious future!"
Cries of "hear, hear" permiated the club.
"Although I am the owner, Lacey here will be the manager and will run the club! As you can see, she's quite a fine specimen herself! Hands off, though! Lacey is not going to be stripping, except on rare occassions, one of which is tonight!"
Cheers echoed throughout as Lacey removed her bra and tossed it into the crowd, before doing the same with her panties. My former co-worker looked ready to faint.
"Give us a twirl, would you Lace?" I asked. Lacey obliged. "As you can see, she has quite the ass! If you're into Lacey here, check out Carmen and La fiera! They have phat asses like hers!"
More cheers erupted from the audience while Lacey tried her hardest to maintain her composure. She had been pacified by my training for the past six months, but she had not been on display like this before. I squeezed her ass from behind and to my utter surprise, she seemed reassured. I gave Lacey's bum another squeeze before
addressing the audience again.
"I would not like to invite Megan and McKenna up on stage!"
Meg and McKenna joined me and Lacey left the stage. She was to be serving drinks naked for the remainder of the night. I wrapped my arms around Meg and McKenna's respective waists and leaned into the mic.
"Meg here is responsible for all the accounting work that went into making this place possible! Sorry gents, she isn't a stripper, although she's agreed to be one for the evening."
I waited for the cheers to die down again. My former co-worker stared at McKenna, his boss, with his eyes wide.
"Some of you might recognise McKenna! She is the CEO of a major corporation and helped us to get the funding for this place. McKenna, would you like to say a few words?"
I retreated to the background of the stage while McKenna slowly advanced to the mic and picked it up. She knew her task.
"How's everyone doing this evening?" McKenna asked.
"Good!"
"Amazing!"
"Love your tits!"
"Damn that is a fine body!"
"How much for a lap dance baby!"
McKenna had prepared herself for such comments and remained unfazed.
"Sounds like we're enjoying ourselves! As Jack said, some of you may recognise me and ask why I'm standing half-naked on the stage of a strip club when I'm a powerful CEO and no, it's not because the owner is my boyfriend. It's because I strongly believe that this is a way to empower women. Yes, strip clubs are designed to be for the male gaze, they are primarily designed around male pleasure, but more importantly, they allow women to use their bodies to their full advantage. Every day, curvy women like myself are made to feel bad about our bodies. Men say they want huge tits and a huge ass but I have been told by multiple men that there is 'too much' of me. Well, as you can see, I'm really fucking hot!"
There was a round of applause at this. McKenna smiled and waited for them to stop before resuming her speech.
"So, in the interest of promoting a good cause, I have decided to also 'be a stripper for a day' and walk the walk. All the money I make from lap dances tonight will go to charity and no, that's not one of the strippers!"
There was laughter at that. Of course, the strippers had fake names that they gave out and for whatever reason, charity was a common one.
"So when I'm grinding on your cock tonight, know that the money you spend will be helping women around the world! Thank you for coming and I hope you have a great time tonight!"
"I'll take a lap dance, McKenna!" someone called from the audience. I chuckled and took the mic.
"In a bit. First, we have a show."
Meg stripped off her bikini and she began to share a passionate kiss with McKenna. Men cheered and threw money at them as they groped each other's bodies and Meg pulled down McKenna's panties to each her out on stage. I got off the stage. After all, nobody was there to see me. Meg continued to eat out McKenna for the next 10-15 minutes until McKenna finally had an orgasm and moaned with pleasure as Meg kept her face buried in McKenna's crotch until her orgasm was over. Meg then stood up and began to dance on the pole, much to the delight of the crowd. McKenna was not the best pole dancer, she knew this, but boy could she twerk! Each time her ass cheeks clapped and the audience threw enough money at her to feed a village for a month.
