The bus pulled up at the strip club in the city centre of Adelaide at 1am precisely. Juni emerged from the bathroom at the back of the bus in her little blue business suit with fresh makeup and a soft pink shade of lipstick highlight her beautiful blue eyes and fair features. She had successfully lost the 'just raped' look of a little earlier. Beneath the mid-thigh blue skirt she was still without panties, of course; which she had lost during her attack. She found that there was no bruising or evidence of rough play on her body at all.
It was too late for her to report the incident to her boss, Peter, or even to call me, Jason, her boyfriend back in Melbourne. So, for the time being, she continued to be at the mercy of her assailants. She climbed the stairs up to the strip club.
At the entrance Yoshi was acting as if it was a normal tour, immediately asking Juni if she would negotiate special entry for the men and a large private room for their entertainment. Money was of no concern and they wanted the most attractive, thinnest and shortest girls, since many of the Japanese men were not of great stature, apart from Katsuro. The men did not want tall girls in high-heels towering over them. Katsuro would pay as a company entertainment expense. Juni went into auto pilot mode, even though she still felt quite drunk and negotiated with the girl at the desk. She was informed that their room would be available in about 40 minutes. A bouncer led them into the club.
The strip club was well appointed, with wood panelled walls, small tables with a girl, a pole and about six chairs at each. Being a Saturday night at 1am, the club was packed. There were six girls on a long boardwalk, all gyrating around poles with Australian banknotes hanging from their g-string's or garters. One girl had stripped completely nude at the edge of the stage, except for her high heels that she dug into the crotches of two men who sat on lower chairs so that their faces were level with her pussy. She was rubbing her breasts and shaved pussy erotically, arching her back in pseudo-orgasmic writhing. Juni could not avoid the overwhelming odour of perfume and sexual scent, female sexual scent. She felt relieved that this time, it was not just her.
After a saki and champagne, Juni was feeling very little pain, she still felt a little wobbly after the shots that the men had kissed into her mouth. This was a lot of alcohol and she was feeling warm and buzzed and her groping assault seemed to be in the distant past.
She finally managed to duck away from the group of Japanese men when they were focussed on the strippers' performances. She found herself in a small crowd, standing back from the stage and she moved towards two other girls who were at a high table in the dark, looking like they had come there together for a night out. Juni wondered what brought them here, it was the last place she would go if it were not for her work. In any case it was good to be able to hang around some other female company. She introduced herself clumsily and found that the girl's names were Sally and Shelly. Juni decided that they were not very pretty girls and that they had on too much makeup. They were certainly no competition for the strippers, who were universally physically stunning specimens. Juni decided that they were not lesbians either.
Before long a group of men had gathered behind them, they sounded like typical Australian tradies or farm workers, loud, aggressive, tall and rugged; exactly the type that Juni found to be intimidating. She found them too big, too aggressive and too strong physically, so that they scared her and their hands were always hard and rough. She heard the men comment about the girls, as the girls stood side by side, leaning forward onto the long, high bar table, sipping their drinks with their backsides positioned conveniently for the men. One of the men said something about bluey had the hottest arse but they were all doable. The girls next to her clinked their glasses together in a toast and gave each other a meaningful glance and a little smile.
"Here's to another lucky night, " Sally said. Juni immediately realised that these girls were seriously on the make, and that they had New Zealand accents. They had not even looked back at the men.
Then she felt it, a tall man had moved right up behind her and she was pushed against the tall table where she stood with the two other girls. Other men had also moved up behind and around them, pressing against them. The other girls seemed not to notice and just kept chattering away as they looked at the stage and the prancing, dancing strippers. The men had not said a word to any of the girls. Behind her she felt the large man tower over her and his hard cock pushed against her buttocks, he was blatantly pushing his hard on up against her and she could feel it throbbing in the groove between her cheeks.
"You have the hottest arse, " He said, letting his hand press down between the back of her knees. Fuck, he was soon going to find she had no panties on and think she must be a slut, she thought. This created electricity up her spine in a sense of erotic awareness. She started to feel fear and panic, his hand had gripped her thin right thigh just above her knee as he pushed his groin into her.
One of the girls at her table, with her lips only inches from hers, was arching back and pushing against the man behind her, she seemed to be getting off and her mouth was open for kissing. Was she being fucked? The other girls started kissed each other. The guys started giving encouragement.
"Yeah, that's hot," They were saying. The girls were definitely getting felt up and loving it. They are sluts coming here for a quick pick-up, Juni decided. The man's hand pushed up her leg. He was going to find out that her pantihose were torn and crotchless any second. She could feel his hard-on through his trousers. Then his hand found the soft skin at the top of her thigh and he whispered into her ear. "I love crotchless pantihose."
He had found her shaved pussy and she tried to squirm away as he started to caress her. She was soaking wet. He licked his fingers in front of her face and she saw her moistness on his fingers as they entered the lips of his rugged and handsome face. He was slightly unshaven and looked like some Hugh Jackman clone. Time seemed to stand still.
Juni knew why the girls came to this club, it was an easy way to get off, pick up, or just get some man attention. Plenty of her less attractive girlfriends had to resort to cheap pubs and clubs to get interest from a man. The good men were all so picky, if you wanted one and you were an average girl, what could you do? The girls all realised that most men were easy pickings at the end of a long night of drinking. Juni recognised that the girls next to her were heavier than her and that they would look quite average with normal lighting and no makeup.
Juni felt trapped, she was aroused but still disgusted by the Aussie's blatant approach, grabbing her legs and seeking out her cunt, not even bothering with even a casual introduction. She squirmed as she felt his hand shoot up to the top of the back of her legs, pulling up her skirt, opening up the naked patch between her thighs, framed by the torn pantihose and his rubbing of her wet pussy was driving her insane.
