Being an ‘exotic dancer’ was never what Katy had set out to do for a career, especially when she was only 17 but when she got involved with the wrong crowd, one thing lead to another and she was soon in debt to the ring leader of the group. He was feared by a lot of people because not only was he tall and well built, he had an overpowering presence. He was a drug dealer of Class A gear, he was a criminal and he turned into a pimp for Katy. He… was Charlie Simpson.

She didn’t have to go and sleep with any random guy that walked into the joint because Charlie had taken a liking to her and reserved her for himself and only his closest friends and highest paying clients. She was soon the best he had and it was him who had given her that status.

When Katy had first started to experiment in drugs with Charlie as her dealer, she had enough money to keep him satisfied and her in a steady supply of Cocaine. Soon though, her needs became more than she could afford and it was proposed to her that she work for Charlie to repay her debt to him. Every night he would take her to his private room at the back of the club and teach her through what the punters wanted and how to make them pay up more money.

He would then choose a punter a night for her and she would dance for them and if the fee was high enough, she might even have been persuaded to perform sexual favours which often lead to full sex.

Again Charlie would show her how to make the clients want to come back to her. He would often have sex with her every night, showing her new manoeuvres. He always acted professionally and never let himself get too carried away.

Exactly a year after Charlie had taken Katy into his club, Sarah came along, but this was because she wanted to be in the business, not because she was in debt. Sarah was 20 at the time whereas Katy was only 18 and she only had limited dancing skills. Katy showed her the ropes and after a month or so Sarah had mastered a lot of moves that would bring in money from the horny punters.

As a special treat, Katy and Sarah worked together to produce a sexy dance routine that they could perform for Charlie for his birthday. He had decided to close the club for the night apart from a few of his closest friends. He held an open bar and offered each of his guests a dancer of their choice, all except Katy, as she was his.

The two girls pushed Charlie down onto one of the chairs and stood either side of him tying each of his wrists to their side of the chair. They danced infront of him and around him to tease him. Their hands brushed over his crotch as they could see his arousal of having their bodies pressed against him. As they finished, they kissed each other, making it obvious they were enjoying it. Sarah broke away and went over to one of Charlie’s waiting friends.

Katy straddled Charlie’s lap and started to lightly kiss his neck as she unfastened his wrists. Immediately his hands came up to her ass, kneading the soft skin he found there. He kissed he hard, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth. He picked her up and carried her to his private room. He closed the door and locked it, pocketing the key.

He put her down and pressed his body against hers as he hungrily kissed her again. She pushed him away and stared up into his shining hazel eyes. “No Charlie. No personal ties in the club, it’s your own rule.”

“Screw the rule. I want you now.” He growled deep in his throat and pulled her to him. Again she pulled back.

“It would make things difficult. We only slept together before when you were teaching me things as my boss. This would make you more of a client.”

“I can handle that and I won’t let things get complicated.” He pushed up against her and moved his kisses down her neck as she started to undo his trousers. Once the button and zipper had been undone, she slipped her hand into his boxers and ran her fingers up and down his shaft as he moaned against her neck. He picked her up and wound his arm around her back and guided himself into her with his free hand.

They were soon going at it with all the force they could muster. The sex was hot a sticky, but comfortable for the two of them. Charlie moved over the bed and laid down, with Katy straddling him. As she rode him, he dug his fingers into her thighs, leaving red marks. She could feel that he was about to climax and ground herself down that little bit harder, pushing against him. He moaned her name as he shot his load inside her.

She leaned back slightly as she came, bringing his hands up to her chest where he eagerly massaged and squeezed her breasts. When the climax had passed, she pulled off of him and made to leave the room. As she pushed down the door handle she realised he had locked it.

“Where’s the key, Charlie?” she asked, looking over at him, lying sated on the bed.

“I’ve hidden it.”

“Why? You’ve taken what you want now let me leave.”

He stood up and walked over to her, bringing her back down on the bed with him. “I’ve wanted you like that since the first time I clapped eyes on you. I want to experience more of you first before you walk away.”

“I work for you.” She sighed. “I sleep with your friends for money. All you want me for is the cash I earn you. This was only supposed to be a one night thing for your birthday.”

“There are still another 2 hours of tonight…” He smiled and moved to lie down on top of her so she couldn’t escape. “I want you Katy, I need you. I hate giving you away to the punters because I know that they are getting all the things that I want from you. I wish I could always keep you for myself.”

She looked up at his handsome face and saw that he was being sincere. “The only reason I’m even doing this is because of all the money I owe you. If I hadn’t of got involved with all that stuff, I may still be normal.”

“To me you’re more than normal.” He had removed her bra and was kissing her bare chest, whilst staring straight into her eyes. “So, are you going to show me how you keep the punters coming back to you, or am I going to have to do all the work?”

She pushed herself up onto her elbows and brought his face up to hers. “I’m gonna get you so turned on that you’ll never rent me out to punters ever again. You’ll want me to be yours only so you can have me over and over again.”

“Is that a promise?” he asked, running his fingers over her skin.

She rolled over and straddled his stomach, kissing his neck and stomach and working her way down towards his already hard cock. Her hand gripped his shaft and started to slowly pump up and down. She looked back up at him, “Oh yes it is” she drawled sexily as she leant down and took the head into her warm mouth, making him moan again for his private dancer.