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20:37 Apr 08 2009
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The private room was dark, the chair that he agreed to have his wrist tied together in the back of it creaked a little as he shifted his weight, trying the strength of the cuffs. He saw light as the door open, a shadow walked in and quickly closed the door.

Bambi, the erotic dancer that he had been watching for two years now. Just to be close to her, to smell her scent, to touch that pale skin that sparkled in the round room he watched thru the window as she danced.

He heard a chair moving but could not see a thing. She must have eyes of a cat…or knew the private room that well that the private dances was given. He had to speak, to say something… think…say something dumb ass…“Hello? Listen- I have been a huge fan…” He stop as the music started. Britney Spears Leather and Lace filled the room.

The bass guitar made your breath catch. Then the spot light hit her in the face, lifting her face up so you could see her finger nail at her red lips sitting in a chair several feet away.

“French finger tips, red lips, bitch is dangerous”

The lights come all the way up suddenly as she moved her hands to her pink tong, the bra matching the candy pink, her legs opening up wide.

“Cotton candy kiss, can’t wait for my sugar rush”

Her long pale legs ending in pink heels as he followed her hands travel downward along the inside of her thigh to her knees, then to her ankles, retracing her steps backward to end at her crotch, closing her legs on her hands as she throws back her head, her long hair floating outward .

“Can’t take no more, I’ve got to have more tonight

This feeling so strong, I’m puttin’ you on tonight”

She looks him in the eye and winks. She stands suddenly, moving lightening fast and kicking the chair away with one well placed kick backwards.

“Alright, Let’s go”

Bambi takes several steps forward, reaching behind her to remove her bra as the song plays, her hips swaying to the music as she licks her full red lips, letting her hair fall forward as she bends down at the waist, lifting up the pink lave bra so he could see it, throwing it aside as the chair creaked with his movement to ease the pressure. She lifted her upper body, eyes closed as she enjoyed the music, her hands covering her breast.

“Baby take a seat, eyes on me, this is my show

Your one and only pleasure all decked in lace and leather

Fantasy, courtesy, on me, baby let’s go

Watch me apply the pressure, all decked in lace and leather”

As the song beat changes so does her movements…slowly she walks the few feet to stand at his side, lowering her hands as she did so. His eyes narrowed to her breast- her pink nipples poking thru the hair, licking his lips as his mind thought of sucking on that soft skin…Her foot on the top of his thigh made him look away, down to the pink shinny shoe, her pale soft skin.

“Heels 6-inch, makes a boy want to bite his lip”

He did just that as she put pressure on the 6 inch hell right into his thigh. She moved the heel, leaning into him and running her lips along his ear to whisper the word innocence in his ear with the song. He let out a soft moan as her hand used his hair to tug his head back, her lips running along the side of his neck, her free hand moving to rub him thru his trousers, putting even more pressure on the cloth as she pushed downward.

“Look but don’t touch, unless you want to loose your innocence

Can’t take it no more, I’ve got to have more tonight

This feeling so strong, I’m puttin’ you on tonight

Let’s go”

He body moved away as she moved to dance in front of him, her free breast moving, bouncing as she sways, her hips moving in a belly dancers shake, her hands going under her long hair to hold it up off her chest, showing him what he was paying for. She slowly got closer to him, then turned her back on him, looking over her shoulder to give him a smile.

“Baby take a seat, eyes on me, this is my show

Your one and only pleasure all decked in lace and leather

Fantasy, courtesy, on me, baby let’s go”

She moved her hands to her hips, and he watched as she wiggled out of the tong, bending over so her nicely shaped ass was right in his face. Not for the first time he pulled at the cuffs, keeping him from touching her as he had wanted for years.

“Watch me apply the pressure, all decked in lace and leather

Leather, leather, leather, leather, leather .. “

She turns back and his eyes latched onto the sweet spot between her legs, the small patch of dark hair. He gave a soft moan as she sat facing him, her body leaning into his as she ran her hands into his hair, tugging his head backwards as she moved a hand to his waist, pulling at his belt, unzipping, into his pants to stroke the tip of his hard cock.

“Baby take a seat, eyes on me, this is my show”

She song the words, seeing his eyes closed, her hand sliding down to get a grip, tight fit in his trousers.

“Your one and only pleasure all decked in lace and leather”

She felt his heart beat go faster…the blood just under the surface of skin as she moved her lips to the vein under his ear, her fangs extending.

“Fantasy, courtesy, on me, baby let’s go””

Her words a little slurred as she licked his skin, tasting the salt, her hand starting a small pumping action as he pushed up to her hand.

“Watch me apply the pressure, all decked in lace and leather”

Her bite, the fangs piercing the skin just seconds before he filled her hand with his hot cum.

He lifted his head, his hands freed, his limp cock exposed on his damp trousers. He looked around the room, her clothing gone, the chair sitting upright. Did he fall asleep? No… he must of just not heard her leave. He remember her tight pale body on his, her touch and scent. The pleasure of his release. Had he been in her? No, her hand. But still… damn. He stood, having a weak feeling for just a minute as he caught the chair back. Hmmm… the feeling he had when she made him cum was worth the cost of the private dance. He left the room with a smile on his face, so relaxed he wanting to sleep for a week.