Black Dogs Motorcycle Club: Full Series Box Set (73 page)

Troy's eyes
were staring at her chest again, as they often were.  He was enamored with her
huge tits, and took every opportunity to ogle them, especially if Dax wasn't
around.  She was sure that her tight white t-shirt wasn't helping much, or the
fact that she had taken to not wearing a bra very often anymore.  She liked the
feeling of her unconfined tits up against Dax's strong back whenever she had
her arms around him on the bike.

"You
know, it's a shame you and I didn't get a chance to bump uglies that first
afternoon," Troy said, his eyes still firmly fixated on her chest as he
spoke.  "It's too bad that Dax became VP so quickly, or we may have had
another chance," he continued, his voice a bit lower now as if he was
talking more to himself than to her.  Madison grabbed her drink and downed it
quickly just as Lucy was approaching with the whiskey bottle to refill Troy's
glass. 

"You
want another one, hon?"

Madison
nodded and watched as Lucy refilled her drink as well.  Troy's gaze had finally
pulled away from her and was now back staring at Lucy's chest.  Hers was more
pronounced, since she was wearing a very low cut blue top, an obvious attempt
to garner more tips. 

She picked
up her now filled drink and took another big gulp, wondering how long it would
be until Dax returned.  She hated when he felt like he had to leave her with a
chaperone, and it was worse that he chose Troy.  In a way, it bothered her that
he didn't care that she had sucked Troy's dick.  Shouldn't he be more jealous,
or worried about leaving the two of them alone.

Right then,
Troy let out a huge belch and then chuckled to himself. 

Clearly Dax
knows he has nothing to worry about,
she thought.

The two of them
sat quietly, each watching the crowds in the pits as they yelled and laughed,
throwing dice and watching cards fly as money changed hands over and over.  By
the time Madison had finished her third drink, she was starting to feel tipsy
and annoyed at having to wait for so long.

Was he
talking to the owner of the club, Yamada?  They'd just gotten their payment
less than a week ago, and she didn't think they would need another so soon. 
She looked down into her empty glass, contemplating getting another one.  She
turned her head to see if Lucy was nearby and saw her at the other end of the
bar talking to someone.  She then handed him something small and he pushed some
bills into her hand in return.  Whatever she gave him definitely wasn't a
drink.  Madison thought back to the first time she'd been at the bar.  Drugs. 
Lucy was still selling drugs to the clientele.  And unless she had gone all
entrepreneurial and decided to branch out on her own, that meant that drugs
were still on the menu at this place.  She'd thought Dax had cleaned that up
already.  She needed to tell him what she had seen.

"Is Dax
with Yamada in the office?" she suddenly asked Troy.

The skinny
biker turned his face to her, the scar that extended from his left eye to his
lip stretched as he scowled.  "I told you, club business, which means none
of your business.  Know your place, woman."  Troy picked up his whiskey
and drained it again, turning back to continue staring out into the crowd.

Madison's
face grew red but she held her tongue.  No good would come in fighting with
Troy.  She found it annoying, though, that he had dismissed  her so readily
just to stare blankly out at a bunch of strangers.

She watched
him a bit longer and noticed that his eyes weren't really looking at the crowd
in front of him so much as above them.  She followed his gaze and saw they were
actually fixated on the two big double doors that led back into the VIP
Lounge.  She knew from last time that
VIP Lounge
was just a fancy name
for strip club.  Of course Troy would be staring at that.  He was probably
hoping the doors would suddenly open and he'd catch a glance at some tits.  All
he cared about was the club and getting laid, not necessarily in that order.

Madison
watched the door for a while as well as she thought about that.  Was Troy
really watching the doors to see some stray boobs?  Or was he watching because
something else was going on. 

"Dax is
back there, isn't he?"

Troy said
nothing, just continued to stare at the doors. 

Madison was
annoyed now, the alcohol in her system fueling her irritation.  Why had Dax
gone back there without telling her, and why was Troy not saying anything? 
Could Dax have gone back there to carry on the tradition of the old VP?  Her
first - and only - trip to the back had led her to the Champagne room where
Magnum had been double teaming a couple of strippers.  The thought of Dax doing
the same thing back there now, while leaving her to sit at the bar with Troy,
was making her head being to spin.

"He
is.  Fuck him.  Who does he think he is?"

Madison slid
off her stool and onto her feet.  Her head spun a bit so she grabbed the bar
for support as she steadied herself. 

"Where
do you think you're going?"

"I need
to talk to Dax, I'm going back there.  I've waited long enough."

Just as she
started to take a step, Troy's hand shot out and grabbed her arm tightly.  For
someone so thin, he had a strong grip.

"No
you're not, Dax said to wait here."

"Wait
here while he fucks some strippers?"  She was practically yelling, but she
didn't care.  The booze was dulling her normal desire to avoid a scene, but it
was loud enough in the casino that no one was paying attention to her anyway.

Troy's lip
curled up in a smile.  "Is that what you think is going on back there? 
And what if it is?  You think a biker has to remain faithful to his ol' lady? 
This isn't high school anymore, sweetheart."

Madison said
nothing, she just glared at him and then spun out of his grip, walking quickly
into the crowd of gamblers.  She heard the biker call her, and by the sounds of
his voice he was pushing his way through the crowd as well.  She sped her pace,
weaving in and out between people with the occasional outstretched hand to
steady herself on a table.  She knew Troy wasn't going to run after her, the
club was extra sensitive about making a scene in front of customers so soon
after the shooting.

She reached
the double doors before he did and was surprised to see a little sign on them
that read "Closed for a private party".  She hadn't noticed that from
across the bar.  Hoping it wasn't locked, she yanked on one of the doors and it
opened, so she stepped quickly inside and glanced back to see Troy  just a few
steps behind.  She quickly shut the door and flipped the lock, leaving the
biker out in the casino area. 

~
THIRTEEN ~

The door shook as Troy
tried to open it from the outside, and then she heard a couple of dull thuds as
he banged on it.  It sounded like he was using the flat of his hand, still
unwilling to draw attention to himself.  That would work in her favor, he
likely wasn't going to be able to do anything drastic to get the door open. 
She'd probably have at least a few minutes before he'd think to go ask Yamada
for the key.

Now that
there was no one around, she quickened her pace, almost jogging as she followed
the little hallway around until she reached the open strip club area.  The
thought of Dax in here cheating on her, especially after agreeing to bring her
along, was something she couldn't bear to think about, biker or not.  There was
a line that decent people just shouldn't cross.  But she wasn't sure whether
bikers had the same line as everyone else.

When she did
finally reach the dancers area, she was surprised to see that there were very
few people - even smaller than she would have expected from a private party. 
Dax and Guts were there, standing off to one side with two other Hispanic
looking men.  All four of them were watching the stage.  Her eyes moved across
the empty chairs and to the raised platform adorned with a big brass pole.  On
it, were two women.  At least, she thought there were only two.  She had to
count the body parts she could see, as the two were completely naked and lying
intertwined with each other as they kissed. 

She
recognized the girl on top as Bambi, one of the strippers she had met the first
time she'd come to the club.   Her blond hair was falling down across the face
of the girl underneath her as they kissed, obscuring her face.  Bambi's hand
was between the other girl's legs and she was slowly rubbing her fingers
between her completely shaved lips.  Even from where Madison stood she could
see that the girl's pussy was very wet.  It was a pretty hot show, and the men
were all completely fixated on it, not a single one of them had noticed her
arrival.

She wasn't
sure if it was just the booze, but even she was finding the two girls on stage
very erotic.  Bambi's fingers were still sliding wetly between the legs of the
girl beneath her, and her other hand was massaging the girls relatively small
breasts.  Meanwhile, the girl on the bottom was holding Bambi's cheek as the
two of them kissed passionately.

As she stood
watching for what had to be at least a couple of minutes, the sudden sound of
an unfamiliar voice surprised her.  "Hola!  What do we have here?  Another
girl to join the party?"

She turned
to look at the group of men who were all now staring at her.  She realized
suddenly that her hand had slipped down between her legs and she had been
absently rubbing herself through her pants as she watched the hot scene.  She
could feel her face redden in embarrassment as she snatched her hand away
quickly.

The two
unfamiliar Latino men approached her, with Dax and Guts following closely behind. 
Guts was scowling silently at her, and Dax's brow was furrowed as well.  He
also didn't look happy to see her.  She glanced quickly back to the girls on
stage and saw that even they had broken off their kiss to look over at the
disturbance, although she did notice that the look on Bambi's face was more
amused than annoyed, and the pace of her fingers rubbing the other girl hadn't
even slowed.

As the
strange men approached her, she noticed both of their eyes land firmly on her
chest and they made no attempt to hide it.  "This one has some big cans,
no?  Where do you find these girls, Dax?"

"She's
not a stripper," Dax said, shooting another glare at Madison from behind
the men.

The two men
stopped and looked up at her face now, their smiles fading slightly. 
"No?  I thought this was a private party, Dax?"  He half turned,
raising an eyebrow at the biker.  "You ask me here to discuss our
arrangements over a little entertainment and promise me privacy, yet you now
have strangers coming in?"

Guts was standing
beside Dax, not saying a word, but Madison noted the ever so slight smile on
his face as he watched the other man admonish the VP.  She had no idea who this
guy was, but it seemed like this meeting was important to Dax and she was about
to screw it up - and Guts seemed to be happy to see that happen.  Without
thinking, she attempted to salvage things.

"I'm no
stranger," she said.  The man stopped talking and turned back to look at
her.  "Dax just meant I'm not one of the regular girls.  He called me in
by special request."

"Oh
really," the man said, interested again.  His eyes dropped back down from
her face to her breasts once more.  "I think I know what it is about you
that makes you so special," he said. 

"I
think there are two things," his friend added.  His eyes were also now
fixated on her tits again.

While they
were distracted, she chanced another look at the bikers.  Guts was just staring
at her with a raised eyebrow, clearly not sure what she was doing.  Dax had a
shocked look on his face, but other than that she couldn't read his
expression.  Was he happy or angry?  She couldn't tell for the life of her, but
she wanted to make sure she didn't give him a reason to be angry.  She was
determined to salvage this situation she had created or she knew he would never
let her come on a ride along with him again, assuming he didn't kick her out of
the clubhouse completely.

The two men
were inching their way closer, and she could see Guts taking an interest now as
he watched, clearly wondering how far she was willing to go.  All of a sudden
she heard Bambi's voice from the stage calling out to save her.

"Madison,
darling, so glad you could make it.  Come on up here with us, we've been
waiting for you!"

Before the
men could come any closer, she breathed a sigh of relief and spun on her heels,
almost running to the stage.  Bambi was sitting up now, as was the other girl,
a raven haired girl that Madison didn't recognize.  As Madison approached the
stage, Bambi reached her hand down and helped her climb up.  Madison kicked off
her shoes, leaving her feet bare as she scrambled onto the stage.  She chanced
a look back once she made it up top.  All four of the men were watching her
now, each interested in what she was going to do next for different reasons. 

"I was
wondering when I'd get to see these puppies," Bambi said, grabbing hold of
one of Madison's breasts and giving it a little squeeze.  It reminded her of
the first time they had met, Bambi had done the same thing, thinking she was a
new stripper.  This time, though, Madison knew she wasn't going to be able to
get away.  She'd gotten herself into this situation by not trusting Dax and
being impatient.  She should have stayed at the bar like she was supposed to. 
Instead, she almost ruined whatever deal it was that Dax was doing here, and
the only way to save it, it seemed, was to pretend that she was part of the
entertainment.  And she had already gotten a good glimpse when she came in as
to what that would mean.

"Come
here, give us a kiss," Bambi's hand closed around her shirt and she pulled
her firmly forward until she was face to face with the beautiful stripper. 
Bambi closed her eyes and tilted her head as she began to move forward.  Taking
a deep breath, Madison did the same.  As their lips touched, she felt a
surprising tingle between her legs that began to grow as their kiss completed
and started to get deeper.  Bambi's tongue pushed against her lips and she
opened her mouth slightly, letting it in to touch her own before responding. 
When she finally did, her tongue slid slowly at first around Bambi's, and then
faster as she began to realize that this wasn't as terrible as she had expected
it to be.

All of a
sudden she felt a hand on the back of her neck, pulling her away from Bambi's
soft lips.  She turned her head but found herself immediately in a kiss again,
this time with the dark haired girl.  Bambi's lips pressed against her ear as
Madison began to kiss the second stripper, and then she heard a soft whisper. 
"This is Cleo.  She and I are going to take good care of you up here, so
just relax and enjoy."

Her lips
continued to press against Cleo's, whose kiss was firmer than Bambi's, more
urgent.  She felt Bambi's hand begin to squeeze her breast again, but this time
she only did it for a moment before she began to run her palm down the front of
Madison's body until she reached the bottom of her shirt.  At that point, she
grasped the hem and started to pull it up along Madison body.  Dax's girl
raised her arms and broke her kiss for a moment, letting Bambi pull the shirt
from her chest and freeing her breasts with a bounce. 

She heard a
couple of murmured comments from the men once her tits were finally free, but
she was too busy kissing Cleo again to pay them much attention.  She did notice,
however, when Bambi's lips suddenly wrapped around one of her nipples and she
gasped into Cleo's mouth at the overwhelming feeling of pleasure that shot out
across her tits as she did so.

Bambi and
Cleo both giggled at her reaction, but then they immediately resumed their
attention, their mouths hungrily nibbling again at the innocent girl that they
had on their stage.  As Bambi's lips and teeth fastened once more on her
nipple, she felt the girl's hand slid down between her legs, pressing hard against
the fabric of her jeans as she rubbed at the growing warmth beneath them. 
Madison couldn't help but gasp again, tilting her head back in pleasure as the
hand between her legs pressed hard against her clit. 

As she did
that, Cleo's mouth fastened on her neck, a very sensitive part of Madison's
body.  She could feel herself start to quiver in pleasure, the dual stimulation
almost more than she could handle.  She didn't know what to do with her own
hands, so she just pressed them down onto the floor.  Madison had never been
with a girl before, let alone two of them at once, and she was completely out
of her element.

Cleo's lips
continued down her body until she reached her other nipple.  Now both of her
tits were being stimulated at the same time, and this was definitely not
something she had ever experienced.  The pleasure was intense, and she lifted
her hands up and pressed them firmly against the back of the head of both
strippers simultaneously, desperate for it to continue.

By now,
Bambi's hand had stopped rubbing against her jeans and was instead struggling
with the button, trying to undo them.  With one hard tug, she finally got it
and then pulled the zipper down quickly, shoving her hand down past Madison's
underwear and along her lightly trimmed bush until she reached her swollen
clit.  Madison cried out as soon as she made contact, the pleasure from her
nipples had put her right on the edge and she wasn't sure how much longer she
was going to hold off.

She felt
Cleo's hands at her hips, hooking into her pants and tugging them down. 
Madison lifted her hips slightly, letting the stripper pull the pants down past
her ass and along her legs.  She finally ripped them from around her feet and
tossed them off to the side of the stage where her shirt had landed, Madison
now joining the other two girls in complete nudity.

Cleo wasted
no time, sensing that Madison wasn't far from coming.  Her mouth broke away
from the nipple she had been licking and she dropped down between the girl's
legs, pushing them apart as she did so.  Madison had never had a girl go down
on her before, but she had come this far so she may as well let them do
whatever they wanted.  She was desperate to cum now, and she wasn't about to
turn anything away that could lead her to that goal.  Besides, as much as she
wasn't sure she wanted to admit it, she was actually loving the attention she
was getting from these two girls, and finding the experience incredibly erotic.

She felt
Cleo's hot breath against her sex only moments before she felt her tongue.  The
feeling was electric as soon as she was touched, and she immediately felt goose
bumps spring up across her body.  Cleo's tongue pushed against the wetness
between her legs, adding to it, while at the same time taking some away.

The pleasure
caused Madison to arch her back, shoving her breast deeper into Bambi's mouth
as Cleo continued the oral assault on her pussy.  Her lips were wrapped tightly
against Madison's clit now, and she was sucking hard on it while flicking it
with her tongue.  Two fingers of her hand had also pushed forward now, past
Madison's labia and into the depths of her sopping wet pussy.  It was too
much.  She let out a groan of pleasure as she felt her body bear down, clamping
tightly against the fingers that were pushing into her.  Her hands whipped
around and grabbed fistfuls of Cleo's hair as she held the girl steady,
ensuring that she didn't pull away from her sensitive button before she was
ready to let her go.  Her hips bucked involuntarily, and her legs lifted up and
wrapped around the head that was working between them, squeezing as an orgasm
began to rip through her.