She could never remember receiving this much attention in her young life, and Cat was enjoying the heady feeling of rubbing up against the strangers in the club. She moved through the throng of men, the grinding of her hips and seductive dancing as she pressed herself against them left more than a handful of throbbing erections in her wake, and she was enjoying the thrill of her own power. She stood out from the crowd in her short red minidress, and spun gracefully in her heels as she headed to the bar.
She pressed her tits together over the edge of the bar, the low neckline drawing the attention of the closest male bartender. The warm smile she flashed elicited a heated response from him, and, ignoring the line of patrons who had been waiting far longer, he headed in her direction. As she leaned over further to shout her order in his ear, he copped a quick feel of her tits, sending a tingle of pleasure rushing through her. He was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome, and despite his taking advantage of her, she felt flattered, and couldn't help staring at his ass as he walked away to get her order. Moments later, he returned with the three shots of vodka she had ordered, and watched with raised eyebrows as she downed them one after the other.
Cat sashayed away without a second thought and headed for one of the raised platforms. The liquid courage sloshing around inside of her made her think that somehow everyone would want to see her talents displayed on high. The bouncer at the bottom gave her a quick look over before acknowledging that she wasn't drunk enough to accidentally topple over the rails, and she climbed the ladder in her four-inch heels, swaying her hips to the rhythmic bass. Once at the top, she could see everything. It was thrilling to know that you could see every couple subtly -- or not-so-subtly -- groping and grinding, that they weren't nearly as private as they thought they were.
But she didn't have long to admire the view. It was mainly guys up here, getting a look from above at all the tits they could. The arrival of a woman, and a hot one at that, was a cause for excitement. Cat knew she looked hot, and revelled in their interest. Come and get me, she thought, dancing alone in the middle of the small platform. It wasn't long before someone moved up behind, her taking her hips in his hands and moving with her to the music. She raised her hands above her head and slid her body down his, coming up facing him. Her tits brushed against his cock on the way up, and she saw it stiffen as her face became level with his. He was handsome, and older than her own eighteen years by a good five years. Blond and beautiful, she was immediately turned on and pressed closer towards him.
His mouth immediately captured her own, and she responded in kind, rubbing herself up and down him like a second skin. His arousal was fuelling her won, and she was almost ready to leave the main club with him and find a room to enjoy themselves further in, until she noticed him giving a hearty thumbs-up over her shoulder to one of his friends. It just seemed... tasteless. Not that what she was doing right now was particularly classy, but still.
She backed away until she was near the steps, preparing to go back down. Blondie looked put out, but she smiled at him coolly and shook her head. Unlucky sunshine, she thought, but was prevented from actually leaving by someone on his way up. She nearly fell, the unexpected presence startling her. The alcohol had done little to help her balance, and just as she was about to topple backwards, a pair of helping hands grabbed her firmly -- by the ass -- and saved her from falling. She turned to face her rescuer and realised it was the handsome bartender who had just served her, and briefly wondered what he was doing up here until he herded her back towards the guy she had just been dancing with.
"We don't have teases here," he shouted in her ear, and she stared at him, uncomprehending. The previous man was sitting back against the rails, nonchalantly displaying his hard on for her to see. She'd thought it was big before, but it had certainly grown since then. "Besides, it's play time."
Cat's eyes widened and she was going to make a break for the ladder, but the bartender stopped her with two hands on her tits, pushing her towards Blondie, who, she now realised, had wasted no time in getting his cock out. The platform began to empty as she was forced to her knees by an arm twisted behind her back, and her face was pressed against Blondie's crotch. She knew what she was supposed to do, but refused. She was a virgin, for God's sake! Not wholly inexperienced, but she had been schooled to know that she was always able to say no.
And now was no exception. She kept her mouth shut.
Blondie slapped her across the face and leaned in close so he could shout in her ear. "There's plenty more where that came from, and if you don't cooperate I'll make sure you get it." Cat stared up at him defiantly until he slapped her again and tears began to form in her eyes.
She opened her mouth and sucked on his thick cock as he fucked her mouth. He didn't really care how she did it, just that her mouth was open, so she concentrated on not choking as he pounded her, hitting the back of her throat with each thrust.
The bartender started unzipping her dress and, in his impatience, tore open the bottom to rip it from her body. He couldn't be bothered with her panties as she squirmed to get away from him, and he lay on his back underneath her as she tried to escape. His firm grip on her legs kept her from moving, and brought her wet cunt closer to his face.
All the dancing had already turned her on, and Cat was terrified that her captors would violate her further. Her own juices, she knew, would be her downfall, acting as lubricant for the men. But instead of the cock she expected to squirm away from, her legs were pinned and her pussy was forced onto the bartender's face. The first lick would have had her shuddering with pleasure if she hadn't had to immediately grab onto Blondie's legs to keep her throat from being totally impaled on his cock. She inhaled through her nose as he slapped her again to get her back to work, but with the distraction between her legs she barely felt it. She needed to get him away from her before she actually started to enjoy this.
