KITTY

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Introduction

Blurb.

Every inch of his body reeks of sex and every fiber in my body yearns for his touch. I would moan what I want him to do to me and he would happily oblige.

................….......……………

She is an orphan. Beautiful, gorgeous, a masterpiece, brave, and a wild stripper.

He is a billionaire. Handsome, cold, bitter, fucked up, and an asshole, a sadist, and her boss.

He is darkness. The kind you don't want to be lost in. He lives to make people fear him. It's his fulfillment.

She is wild and vibrant. The kind of light that darkness doesn't comprehend. Even though he is her boss, she doesn't fear him at all—She's the only person that dared challenge him.

The sexual tension between them is palpable and that is why he proposed the contract to her.

What happens when the two people who claim they are better off without love, find in the persons that live off it.

Chapter 1

∆ Katherine Condor∆

Thankfully, weekdays are not always hectic as weekends. Today being Wednesday means a lesser shift period for me and to top it, my off comes next-Thursday. Even though I'm strong, I know I wouldn't be able to pull off if today had been a Friday or Saturday. The number of people that stops by on weekends are just intolerable. If not that I love this job, I'd have quit a long time ago.

"Let's go kill it" I mutter to myself while looking at my reflection in the mirror.

I don't know the exact period I've spent in the ladies but I know it's been a while since I left the other strippers to come sort my shits.

I finally come out of the bathroom but stop when my eyes settle on a man resting his back on the left wall.

"Just one drink with me, Kitty" The drunk as hell customer I recognise to be Max slurs slowly, shoving his hands on my ass, making his already sickening state more hateful and annoying. He is lucky he is a regular and tips well, I'd have smack this head with the bottom of my 6.4 stiletto heels if he was someone I have zero tolerance for. I look at my legs and see I'm on my Adidas slides and not heels. Crap! My heels are in the dressing room and I need to be there to get ready for my shift.

"I'm sorry max" I can't drink with you. I reply gently removing his hands from my ass. Thank God I wasn't bare yet. my time on the pole is fast approaching and I have no plans of going clothed.

"Why not?" He asks, trying to put his hand on my ass again but I quickly shove it away. I don't have the strength to deal with a drunk to stupor perv of a customer today.

"It's against the club's policy, that I or any of the workers here have a drink with a customer during working hours" I gently but angrily reply him.

"No, I don't want the others, I want you" He cries out, shooting his covered dick against my thighs.

"Geez! Get a grip man" I mumble, taking good steps away from him. Do I hate him? The answer is no. Do I have an issue with him? The answer is still no. I'm being rude to him? Well, I don't know and I really don't give a fuck. In my defense, I don't want to deal with drunk customers. Drunk customers are the best and easiest ticket to get into trouble here at Centineo Cityspike strip club. I really should get rid of him, before any of the ever-jealous co-workers of mine or always angry manager catches sight of me standing next to him.

I remember a few months back when Ariana, a co-worker caught me talking with a client when I wasn't performing on the stage and reported me to the manager. The cut I had gotten on my salary was enough to make me sterile for the rest of my life, save for the tips I receive from my patrons, especially those I did a private show for.

"Look, I have to go max. You know where to find me...that is when you are much sobered up" I call out indignantly, walking away from him.

"Keeee t teeeeee" I hear him call after my retreating back, but I didn't bother to turn back. I just realise I'm twelve minutes away from my shift on the pole. Surely, little Miss bitter heart, as we normally address our manager will have my head and ears for dinner when I get to the dressing room. Well by we, I mean myself and Marvin, the only friend I have in the whole world. Both in the club and outside. I quickly cut through all the turns and corners and arrive at the dressing room ten minutes before my time. I could definitely feature as the next female flash. Here I am wasting only two minutes for what would normally take five minutes for other people, if not more. Not to mention I'm on killer heels.

"Where did you go?" Marvin asks me the second she catches sight of me in the dressing room.

"The bathroom?"

"Okay, what took you so long? Unless twenty minutes is what it takes you to get rid of the unwanted liquid in your system?" She retorts, nattily.

"It takes up to two to three days sometimes and five for when mother nature decides to add a little curse to her presence" I answer indifferently, when I notice the other girls in the room are keen on our exchange.

"I don't have time for your games Kay." She snaps " Your shift comes in a few minutes from now you better hurry if you are still interested in working here "

"Whoa...Calm your paws Tiger" I say moving past her to the room proper. This is not the first time we'd have heated talks in front of others. In fact, it's our disguise method for confusing them and making them think as though I am enemies with Marvin, that way Marvin would be let in on whatever plans they are hatching. Just like the maxim goes- "keep your friends close and your enemies closer".

"Did little Miss bitter heart ask of me?" I whisper when I'm sure the others are not listening.

"Yes, but I told her I'd take care of you. now hurry up, you don't want to get into further trouble" she whispers back in a rush.

"I owe you one" I breathe out. Before I hastily pull off the mini top I'm wearing, leaving me on my black net Victoria secret single strap lingerie. I know I said earlier, I wanted to go bare. But I change my mind, doing the usual won't hurt or I might just add some spice while trusting on my costume to pull off the rest of the trick. After I'm done adjusting the little piece of clothing on me, I grab my make-up kit and do little touches on my face, except for my lips where I apply a good amount of deep red huda brand lipstick and my eyes where I swiftly do a smoky eye look with a high end winged eyeliner. When I'm okay with my whole facial look I wear my matching 6.4 black matching heels and pull the scrunchie holding my hair in a ponytail. After brushing and removing all knots I make my way outside and meet Marvin waiting for me.

"Yo bitch, you look fire" Marvin hails me, smacking my ass.

"Tell me more?" I jokingly answer.

"Go do your thing bitch and make sure you have 'em guys cumming in their pants from just watching" she adds cheerily.

"Since you ask nicely, then consider it done" I reply her just when Ariana and her group comes out from the rare door on the stage signifying the end of their time and the start of mine.

"Cheap" Ariana blurts while walking past me.

"Well, cheap for me is not being able to do something you've been practicing for over three years right. Oh sorry, that's not cheap, it is outrightly ridiculous. Loser" I retort and brush my shoulders with hers, before matching forward to the stage.

"All nonsense... none of those are true" I hear Marvin tell her before I completely go out of sight and earshot. Damn Marvin! should have been an actress and not a stripper.

I hear loud sounds of cheers and chanting of my name the moment I get on the stage. "Choke me Mummy" I hear someone call from the audience. "Yo Kitty, show me some K. I. T. T. Y." I hear another voice call.

At the mention of the last word, I go down, spreading my legs wide to my sides and trailing my hands on both of them as they go apart, revealing my sweet candy pot in between my legs to the audience and the cheers couldn't grow any louder. The Dj makes a little scratch on his disk before changing the song playing from Bandz A make her dance by Juicy J, Lil' Wayne, and 2 Chainz to Rake it up by Yo Gotti and Nicki Minaj. I swear this guy knows what I like. Just as the song hits I tell all my hoes to "rake it up".

I throw one of my legs up, across the pole and grab it with my hand so I don't fall. Dipping, I bring my other hand to my chest, caressing the skin on my chest between my popping boobs, before bringing the fingers to my mouth and licking it.

Untangling my hand, I free myself from the pole and make my way to the front of it, a very little space between the pole and the edge of the stage. Using both hands I cling to it shooting my big soft ass to the audience. I drop down sexily, then rise up slowly wiggling my ass.

The cheer encourage me to go farther and farther I go. I hold the pole by one hand and twirl around it, careful not to miss any step or lose balance.

When I come back to my normal position, I do not hesitate, I jump on the pole and use my legs to circle it and begin to bounce my ass on the pole, dry humping the metal stick and flicking my tongue on it.

Letting go of the pole I bring my hands on my head, twirling my hair in between my fingers before bringing my upper body down to give them a better view of my boobs. My instinct is to take off the single strap holding the boobs cover and clit cover but I decide to wait and tease them a little.

"Yo momma, bring that ass on me" A client I'm well familiar with calls me from the audience. Fuck!, this men are impatient. I bring my body up once again before coming down from the pole and seductively but gingerly make my way to the four steps that leads to the V I P section, the first row in the audience section.

"Over here kitty" The man from before calls again and I walk over to his side.

On getting to where he is sitting on a single piece chair thankfully, I place a hand on his shoulder and use my heels to roam to the length of his member.

"Fuck" I hear him groan loudly which earns a dirty smile from me. I stand on his lap with both of my knees. One on his leg and the other on his chest, causing my clit to be on his face or rather his mouth and he, of course, slap his tongue on my cunt making me wet and causing thingy desires to crawl up my spine but I don't stop. Instead, I continue my assault on him, grinding my core into his face and crouch down a little bit to allow my boobs rest on his head. I feel the tip of my pant leave my skin and when I bend to look at what was going on, I see him stack a good number of $100 notes inside my panties.

What is better than cool cash? I know some will say love or better still, true love. But not for me though, I don't give a fuck about love. What do I need love for anyways? Where has it taken me to? My boyfriend of two years back then in high school cheated on me with the girl that was supposed to be my best friend, My mother whom I loved so much with all my life died and my Dad the only family I had left, whom I loved with all I had, left me alone for the past one year. Everybody I loved left me except money of course. Ever since I joined in here, my tip only increases. So why not make more?

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