《Loves Me Not | BxB MPREG》Chapter 11
Advertisement
I open my eyes to see Isis rustling around the room. I sit up and stretch and wipe my eyes trying to adjust to the light. "Isis what are you doing?" I ask as I drop my hand on my lap.
"I should punch that bitch in his Medulla Oblongata." She mumbles not paying attention to me.
"My anatomy is a little murky but did you just say you should punch someone in the back on the head?" I ask as she frenzies around the room.
"Sorry hun. I'm trying to get ready for my shift, and I can't find my favorite bustier bra." She opens a drawer and starts to rustle in there.
I stand up from the bed, and look outside to see all the star in the night sky. The city was lit up beautifully. All these car riding past. The pedestrians are tasting the night life. This is how life should be for me. I can't help to wonder about back home. I feel ashamed to have just up and left my friends, my brothers, and Theo. I never gave him a goodbye. I probably broke his heart so bad once I left. I'm probably presumed dead by now. Maybe it's for the best. I walk away from the window and fall back on the bed. Did I mention it's Christmas eve. I'm homesick I'll be turning 20 March 8th. I sit back up, and start to clean the dirt from my nails. I totally forgot about Isis. She puts her hand on my shoulder and I jump.
"Calm down soldier. It's just me." She says placing her hands in the air.
"I'm sorry I was just thinking about things." I say sulking.
"You want to talk about it?" She says rubbing my back up and down.
"No. I don't really have any recollection of it now." I say as I stand up again trying to cheer up. "So you work on Christmas?" I ask trying to change the topic.
"Money doesn't stop coming because of some old holiday." She shrugs.
I gasp. "This is supposed to be a jolly time." I say trying to convince even myself that I care.
"The only present I've ever gotten was a bun in the oven." She says causing me to laugh.
"Ahhh I finally got a smile from you. You know it takes more muscles to frown than to smile."
I nod "and I also know that the people that smile the most hide the most pain." I say and she frowns.
"You're a real buzz kill kid." She turns around and picks up her heels.
I go over to my bag and pull out the black polo shirt with the white joggers, and the Jordan oreos Isis copped me. My first pair ever. I hope they are real. I walk over to the mirror, and I pick out my hair again.
"Put some of that curling gel in your hair." She says and I examine the dresser top for the gel.
"I just take a handful and rub it in my hair?" I ask, looking back at her and twisting the top off.
"Yeah..."
I take some of the gel, and put it on my palm. I rub my hands together, and I start to spread the gel in my hair. It really works fast because my hair started to curl in all the right places and I must say I looked good.
"Are you ready to go?" Isis asks me and I was ready to go.
Advertisement
We walk down the stairs to the door, and head outside. The alley was dark as always, and once we hit the main street I saw how beautiful the illuminated lights looked. All the Christmas decorations were shining brightly, and I myself couldn't have been more amazed. Isis and I started walking the opposite direction of which Andreas and I went to the corner.
"It's crazy how Little Dell's is only 12 minutes away." She laughs and I shrug.
"I'd rather drive. It's still a walk."
"You just lazy boy..." She says and I ignore her comment.
Once we reach Little Dell's I look and it's a long line stretching down the block. These people must not have any family or somewhere better they can be. It's Christmas eve and they're spending it at a strip club. Shame shame shame. We walk to the back of the club, and Isis opens the door. By my own curiosity I had to ask.
"Can anyone just come to the side and through that door?" I ask still trying to follow behind her through the darkness.
"No. The bouncers have eyes everywhere. Trust me."
I nod as if she could see me, and continue to follow her voice. I didn't realize we had a reached a long hallway until I saw a light from under a door on the side. She opens the door, and I covered my eyes to expose them to the light slowly. When I opened my eyes we were in a big empty dressing room, filled with mirrors. I walk in marveled at the sight. Isis immediately walked over to one of the mirror stations and started unpacking her make-up. I walk over to the station, and stand beside her. She sits down and starts to arrange her make up on how she would put it on.
"What you staring at kid?" She says opening her makeup brush.
"What do you want me to do?" I ask trying to fight my boredom.
"You could go wander around. I really don't care. We aren't gonna open for another hour or so. Cut on all the lights while you are out there. It's a TV in the main lounge I think Polar Express is on." She said and I stare at her for a brief second.
"I'm going to act like you didn't say that." I say as I am walking out of the dressing room.
Once the door closes, I am in the dark hallway once more. I place my hand on the wall sliding around for a light switch. I couldn't feel one. I started to get frustrated. I was about to scream when I finally felt a switch, a bunch of them actually. I flipped one up and the hall light came on. The décor was beautiful. The walls were velvet and black which added a suspicious, sexy, type feel. The doors were black and ominous with a sense of mystery as to what goes on behind them. I flicked on another light, and the lights to the glass cabinets on the wall came on. I am utterly amazed. I then decided to cut on all the lights at the same time. Everything lit up once I did and I was so amazed. I started walking down the rest of the hallways until I came faced with a curtain. I walk through it, and I enter a giant space of tables, chairs, stages, and poles. I walk up the stairs to the stage and I walk straight towards the pole. I feel it up, and down, sliding my hands onto the coldness of it. On impulse. I pulled myself up, and twirled down. I found this to be fun.
Advertisement
I jumped up the pole again and flipped myself upside down, holding with my legs, and sliding down slowly.
"You're a natural." Isis says causing me to lose my grip and fall.
"Oww." I rub the back of my head.
Isis is in the background laughing. "I'm sorry I scared you." She says walking up to the stage.
"I bet..." I groan as I sit up. "That was fun though."
"I bet it was. Too bad you won't be on it anytime soon." She says motioning for me to come off stage.
"Why not?" I ask, walking down the stairs of the stage to meet her.
"Because Daddy Mac has taken a liking to you, and you can't strip. You have to graduate to that." She explains.
I nod and move on with the subject. "So what will I be doing tonight?" I ask.
She looks at me and shrugs. "Tonight I just want you to watch and learn." She smirks at the last part.
My eyes get big. "Watch what?"
She laughs and walks off.
"Isis.....Isis.... Watch what?" I ask once more.
*********
The club is packed and I'm sitting at a table drinking some coke. The strippers that were in here were....... Talented you could say. Isis explained to me that the men strip on another side of the club. All you have to do is walk through one of the black doors in the back to be on that side. This side is for the women strippers. I guess that is why the line was so long full of men and women. The men in here were extra as hell. Isis promised me we would go over to the male side, and see what they are doing. Which ever side I like the most is the side I would be working on.
"Now introducing two girls you all know well. You know them and you love them let's welcome out Mahogany and Ruby"
I spit out my drink once I see Isis walking onto the stage wearing her stripper costume followed by a cute light skinned girl. The music by Luke and The Two Live Crew begins, and Isis starts to dance. I'm impressed. I really didn't take Isis as being a stripper I thought she fucked around with Johns. I got so lost in my own mind, that I didn't even notice Isis and the other women were on full on lesbian mode. They were eating each other on stage in front of all these people. Is that what strippers do? The amount of money on the stage was ridiculous. I got up to use the bathroom, so I went to the back area to where I thought the bathrooms were. I opened one of the doors and I was in a dark room. I heard different type of music so I walked through the other door in the room where I saw light coming from. Once I opened the door I was surprised to see the male part of the club. This side was packed as well. I was walking and saw scantily clad men walking around in jock straps and thongs. I began looking around, and this side, I must say, has a whole different vibe to it. It was more sweaty and intimate on this side. I walked over to the bar, and I sat down.
"Can I get you something cutie?" The bartender asked me.
"No I'm fine. Thanks." I smile and he walks away.
The music in here was more upbeat versus in the female part it was more slow and sensual. I didn't know that male strippers could do some of the things they were doing in here.
"Okay now tonight is one of the nights where we do amateur nights. We need three participants to come up on stage." The DJ says interrupting the music.
It was scattered conversations all around, and only one person had gone up on stage.
"We need two more." The DJ announced
I look around the crowd and decided most of these people were ugly. I took a leap of courage and decided to go up.
Walking up to the stage I felt as If all eyes were on me. I was the third person to go up and everyone watched in anticipation.
"Alright this is how this will go. I'm gonna play a song, you have 3 minutes to dance or do whatever you will. Any money you make bring it to the booth and we will count it up. You will get to keep your earnings. If you are the winner the person with the most money is the winner and gets a thousand dollar bonus in addition to your earnings."
We all start to clap and whoop. This was a good thing. I step off stage to let the first dude go up. He was tall, dark and skinny. I saw no competition. He started dancing to The crowd was murmuring and he got a few bills. I could tell he was getting frustrated. Honestly, he wasn't using the pole to his advantage.
The music ended he collects his funds, and walked angrily off the stage. The second boy went up, and I examined him. He was cute. He had dreads, he was light skinned, and had a little meat on him. The music for him began, and he was dancing to Time the music started up he immediately jumped on the poles, and slid down. The crowd go hype as the dollar bills started falling. He really just kept climbing and dropping the whole time. I give him his credit though. I decided I had to beat him. I went to the back where the bathroom was, and took off my joggers. I only had on my black tight boxer briefs, my shirt, and my Jordan's. So, I was officially in all black and sexing it up. They never said we couldn't show a little skin.
"Contestant number 3 where you at?" I hear the DJ calling and I didn't even realize the music had stopped. I began walking back out, fixing my drawers riding up, and I maneuvered through the crowd to the stage. These men were eyeing me up and down lustfully. "Damn baby." Some few bystanders said as I made my way to the stage.
"Uh oh. He pulled out all the stops.You ready baby boy?" He asks me and my heart begins to pound at the silence and the scattered conversation.
I nod and he starts up the music from the middle.
I start swaying my hips back and forth to the beat, and letting loose.
I walk over to the pole, and grab ahold of it walking around it in a sexy manner. I bite my lip, and drop down in front to the pole.
I start rocking my hips back and forth. Making each cheek jump at the same time while squatting. I didn't even know I could do that.
I hop back up and grab on to the pole to pull myself up. I lick the pole as I'm climbing up for more effect.
Once I reach the top I flip myself upside down, and start to suck on my finger as I slide down slowly, with no hands.
I sit myself up, and grab onto the pole once more to catch my balance. I hop off, and take my shirt off throwing in in the crowd.
I drop down to my knees and crawl over to the audience who is going crazy, and I'm surrounded with dollars all around me. I pull up a random dude from the crowd and lay him down.
I start to bounce on his dick, and grind on him with his hands on my hips. He was really enjoying it.
Right as I turn around to kiss him the music stopped. I looked up and got off of him. The crowd was going wild, and I hadn't noticed. I was really into it. I look down at all the money, and began to smile big. I totally forgot the dude was on the stage. I reached out my hand to help him up, and he grabbed it pulling himself up. His erection was obvious and I just giggled at it.
"Alright baby boy collect your money and come to the booth." The DJ announced.
I started picking up my money, and then I started feeling all types of hands digging in my underwear, putting more bills in.
I smiled and walked off of the stage. Once I got to the booth I gave the DJ the money, and he counted it up.
"Alright we have a winner.!" He says to me and gets back on the mic.
"Okay Okay. Settle down." He says and the crowd goes mute with anticipation. "The first boy made a total of $43" He says and the crowd began to boo. It was funny, he handed the money to the boy, and he stomped off. "The second contestant made a total of $205" The crowd clapped and the boy took his money, and waited to see what I made or if he won. "The last contestant. Lord, the last contestant made.... A total of $302. He is the winner!"
The crowd began to clap and I jumped up and down excited. The second boy wasn't a hater, he gave me a high five, and a hug.
"You made a total of $302 plus $1,000. In all you have $1,302 dollars. You lucky we sanitize everything in here thoroughly because I wouldn't be licking no public poles." He joked. I was happy when he handed me the money. I walked away from the booth, and went to find my shirt and pants when I got stopped by someone.
"So you did what I told you not to do huh?" Isis says looking at me disappointed...
Advertisement
- In Serial119 Chapters
The Fate of a villain (But not really)
But to be honest, he doesn't really want to be one. Assigned that role by a bored god looking for entertainment, he struggles with the past. Seriously, how much of an asshole could a dead man have been? As an imposter, the new soul possessing the body of a certain Francis Rayleigh, he tries his best to change that past image of his. Its not all simple though. Just because of his pretty face, it doesn't mean that life bows down to him. And to top it all off, a god, no matter how bored they were, is still by most definitions a god. Ultimately, on the grand stage of the world, will the fate forced upon him prevail? Without burning any villages, and trying to be as peaceful as possible, he hopes to avoid those hands of fate. No evil empires dancing on his palm, no conspiracy to rid the world of intelligent life. Not even a superweapon to turn the world's lives into his slaves. Just a man, found on the weaker side of life, trying to live. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ NOTE: CONTAINS CROSSDRESSING, LGBT ELEMENTS It starts off really slowly, so take your time. Mostly just fluff, with plot sprinkled in. The action picks up in chapters 20+! Its somewhat episodic, but also a serial, if that makes sense. Word counts per chapter from 2000 - 3000 Photo by Dorothe form PxHere Releases weekly(?)
8 80 - In Serial106 Chapters
BROKEN CHAINS
A young orphaned street child and thief stumbles head first into a world of cultivation. She uncovers her bloodline and follows the path of cultivation.This is the story of Yun Kou, how she climbs her way up this cultivation world, filled with powerful clan's, Wild Spirits, Demons and Beasts and cultivation sects. Many tropes of common cultivation novels are used.But there won't be any cheats.
8 204 - In Serial8 Chapters
The Beast of Kulain
Val, a young man betrayed by his loved ones and cast out for being a dall'in, a beast controlled by it's endless hunger. Dall'ins' are remorseless and pitiless, with barely a mind of their own. Cast out and forced to flee from those hunting him, he runs to the Kuran mountain range and attempts to hide. Where will he be taken in this world of blood and iron, when he begins to hear a voice urging him forward to greater heights, what will he do to obtain power immemorial? The story begins in the mountain ranges, and his past is slowly revealed as to how he became what he is. But the question is, if dall'ins' are mindless beasts with no forethought. Then what manner of beast is Val? ---------- First story constructive feedback pls papi cover from book called the kings bastard by Rowena Cory Daniells ty to 91Blodhevn for tellin me
8 99 - In Serial39 Chapters
Trashy story ! v1.5
Author: I've made alot of mistakes in my plot, I've relied on force to do it naught. Where does quality go? When you give up patience for speed though? This is a story I will begin, Hopefully this will make your hearts sing! There's not much I do that is right, But I will enjoy writing it this night. So those of you who will cheer me on, Or not i'll be happy to sing you a song! A song in text! Wish me luck next! - authors (singular) Trashy story v1.5: starto! Serious synopsis: Hey everyone it's the author here (Not my character named "Author" or "Also author") I'd like to introduce to you my new book "Trashy story"! So you're proboaly wondering what this "Trashy story" is about, well wait no longer I shall tell you! (Or try to sound cool as I tell you nothing.) This story will be written entirely in poem style assides from the author notes (Which are in itself a out of character in character commentary of the story.) With this type of format I hope to talk about things which are commonly overlooked in novels, and or things which are blaringly obvious yet often ignored! In the earlier version of this novel I had gone over things such as how the conditions of a fantasy world may force bandits to do what they do, and also the effects of killing a leader will cause! Even if the leader is a tyrant a power vacuum makes life a living hell, and often more of a living hell than before. This story was written on qidian as well but I felt like I was rushing too much on the writing (As qidian is use to crazy release rates) so I hope to port it over to here as I rewrite problamatic chapters. Said chapters may be updated on qidian once I find a good foothold to improve the plot again. Well thankyou for reading this far down on the synopsis, I'm not sure why you've read so far down but thankyou! I hope you will enjoy "Trashy story" v1.5 as much as I enjoyed writing it! "Trashy story" v1.0 : 46 chapters (24 not counting side storys) "Trashy story" v1.5: rewrite starting at chapter 35 (21 not counting side storys) You may be wondering why half of the novels publication so far (as of writing this synopsis) is side story (Bleh... filler!) Well that is because the side stories are where I develop most of the world building. (They really are only called side stories because they follow the side characters and antagonist) Note: The origional novel (V.1) can be found on webnovel... Howeverrrrr I will reupload every "Okay" chapter up to the breakoff point here as well. Proof of me moving over to royal road (And not shamelessly stealing chapters) can be found in the latest chapter "Temporary haitus: Partial rewrite") V.1: Link V.1.5: You're looking at it (Well atleast I think you are!) (Hosted on royalroadl)
8 123 - In Serial11 Chapters
Life is not a game: Ice
It all started as a great day until we all got powers and monsters came and killed everyone i will become stronger and make sure i am strong enough so this wont happen again.Authors comment: my first time also this is going to be the first book and my sister is writing this with me but with a different Character i would like helpful feedback and tips.P.S there will be graphic content such as rape and torturing so if your easily offended don't
8 97 - In Serial37 Chapters
Cecelia and the Living Fossils
TEENAGE NECROMANCER + DINOSAUR BONES. WHAT COULD GO WRONG?Cecelia Slumber's blues music can raise the dead. Literally.A thirteen-year-old mage joins a team of paleontologists to tie up her late grandpa's unfinished business . . . resurrecting Texan dinosaurs in the name of science. Each new fossil is another chance to lose a finger. Or maybe a whole arm. But it isn't until Cecelia breaks her family's most serious magic rule that she realizes just how dangerous her power can be.Ongoing. Updates every Sunday....Each dinosaur in this story comes straight out of Cretaceous Texas. Every prehistoric animal is as accurate and up-to-date as possible. Occasionally, this story will be changed to make sure every dinosaur stays true the latest research.To get alerts when a new version of CatLF drops and bonus content like art and dinosaur facts, check out the web version and subscribe!https://katiepotterauthor.com/cecelia-and-the-living-fossils/
8 90

