Whore-ror Story
by ajbrown2005@yahoo.com
A bachelor party goes terribly wrong


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Dennis sat in the back of the minivan, his girlfriend Sandy sat in the
passenger seat, and Sandy's sister Ellen drove. Believe it or not Ellen and
Sandy were dropping Dennis off at a strip club. Dennis and Sandy were visiting
New York City from out of town because one of Sandy's cousins was getting
married and the two had traveled from North Dakota to come to the wedding. The
wedding was 2 days away and tonight was the bachelor and bachelorette parties.
Ellen and Sandy were about to drop Dennis off at this strip club where the
bachelor party was going to be held and then they were off to the
bacherlorette party.

Dennis looked out the window of the minivan as the girls up front talked to
each other and caught up on old times. The city of New York was enormous
compared to North Dakota. Dennis felt a little intimidated especially since he
was about to be dropped off at a strip club and meet a large group of people
and the only person in the entire group who Dennis even knew was Sandy's
brother Bob. What made Dennis even more nervous was that this was the weekend
he was going to propose to Sandy. He was 25 years old and she was 23, they had
been dating for 3 years and Dennis was going to propose after the wedding.
This was a big weekend for him and being in this large city didn't help his
nerves.

The girls dropped Dennis off and Sandy gave him a kiss goodbye. The strip club
was enormous and well lit. He walked in and was greeted by a well dressed
Italian man who was quite friendly. "I'm Tony" the man said and offered his
hand. Dennis shook Tony's hand.

"I'm Dennis" he replied.

Tony motioned over to a larger Italian man standing a distance away who was
also well dressed. "Vito" Tony yelled to the man. "Come here we have a new
customer." Vito walked over to the two men. He was bigger than Tony but didn't
look as confident. "Vito" Tony continued. "This is Dennis. Get him a seat, get
him a drink, and take good care of him for me, all right?"

"Yes absolutely" Vito replied eagerly. "Come with me Dennis, I'll find you a
seat. What kind of drink would you like?" Dennis replied that he would like a
Bud Light and Vito quickly motioned for a pretty cocktail waitress who was
topless to get Dennis a beer. These large Italian men were a bit intimidating
but they were definitely going out of there way to make Dennis feel
comfortable. As Vito walked Dennis to his seat, Dennis looked around at the
strip club. It was definitely very clean and very upscale but what worried
Dennis was that it was somewhat empty, and worst of all Bob and the rest of
Sandy's family were not here yet.

Vito escorted Dennis to a chair which was more like a mini-couch and the
waitress brought him his Bud Light as techno music played. Dennis paid the
waitress $5 which seemed pricy for a Bud Light and then Vito said something to
Dennis which he could not hear over the music so Dennis asked Vito to repeat
himself.

"I said it is standard procedure to tip the host $20 for seating" Vito said
more loudly. Dennis did not like the idea of tipping $20 just to be seated but
he looked at the size of Vito and then he looked at all of the other large,
Italian, well dressed men walking around this club and decided that not
tipping him would be a bad decision. He gave Vito the $20, Vito thanked him
and walked away, and although he already had $200 in his wallet Dennis knew
already that he was going to have to visit an ATM if he was going to make it
through this night. He went to the club's ATM, took out the maximum $300 and
the surcharge for the ATM was $10. This place was unbelievable.

Dennis went back to his seat and continued to drink his beer. Time passed. A
couple of strippers propositioned him for a lap dance but he refused. That's
the last thing he needed Sandy's family to see when they showed up. The major
question though was where were they? He had now been there almost a half hour
and he had just finished his first beer. He ordered another from the waitress.
He was getting very nervous. What if he was at the wrong club? What if they
never showed up? Dennis didn't even have a cell phone. Here he was in one of
the largest cities in the country, at a place where he knew nobody, and he
didn't even have a cell phone. Dennis nervously drank his Bud Light.

A friendly looking brown haired stripper approached Dennis. She put her hand
on his shoulder. "You look nervous" the stripper said compassionately. "What
is wrong?" Dennis had been short with the other strippers but this one seemed
friendlier so he opened up to her. He told her how he was nervous because he
was from North Dakota and now he was in this big city, left alone at a strip
club, without any way of contacting his girlfriend because neither of them had
a cell phone and did not even know the number she was at. The stripper
listened to his story then apologized, agreed to leave him alone, and she
walked away. After she left Dennis watched her walk up to another blond haired
stripper and talk to her for a minute or two.

The blond hair stripper now approached Dennis. She had blond hair, great tits,
and great legs but the one thing about her that differed from the other
strippers was her expression. The other strippers had all smiled when they
approached Dennis but this girl was not smiling. She had a very serious and
demanding look on her face. She looked pissed off.

"Come to the back with me for a lap dance" the girl said in the form of a
statement as opposed to a question. Her assertiveness made Dennis nervous.

"I can't" he replied nervously and took another chug of his beer. "I am
waiting for some people."

"Well then they are going to have to wait for you" she ordered and then she
grabbed him by the hand and brought him to his feet. Dennis did not want to
follow this girl but she intimidated him, for some reason even more than Tony
and Vito did. The girl held Dennis' hand and began walking him away from his
seat.

"I really need to be at my seat when my friends arrive" he said uncomfortably.

"Shut your mouth!" she ordered and kept walking him away. Dennis couldn't
believe this girl. In his world strippers were supposed to be nice and do what
the client wanted and he could not believe this girl's attitude. He wanted to
just pull away from her hand and go to his seat but he looked around the
strange club, with the strobe lights, the techno music and the large Italian
men and that made him think twice. Then he looked into the stripper's blue
eyes and although she was a girl she had the most serious, intimidating look
on her face, and as much as he was ashamed to admit it, he was scared to walk
away.

The stripper walked Dennis up some stairs and then they walked across a
balcony which you could look over and see the downstairs where Dennis was
originally sitting. She brought him into a large room which had a lot of
couches. There were dividers that divided the couches, and the room was very
dark but Dennis could still tell that the couches had people on them and those
people were strippers and their clients. He could also tell that it wasn't
just lap dances going on but blow jobs and sex.

"Have a seat" the stripper ordered as they came upon a vacant couch.

Dennis sat down but then realized he was going to have to leave no matter how
afraid he was. He tried to stand up but before he could the stripper straddled
his lap. The second she straddled him he realized that not only were her legs
incredibly sexy, but they felt quite strong as well. He tried a little to
squeeze apart her legs and he could tell that her legs were stronger and that
made him feel more embarrassed than afraid.

"I really have to go" he said. He tried his very best to stand up but the
stripper squeezed his puny legs and although he tried his best he was unable
to break free from the sexy girl. She gave him a threatening look as she
squeezed his legs.

"I've been dancing on poles for years" she said seriously. "My legs are strong
as can be. Don't even try and do anything with those puny legs."

"OK that's it I really have to go now" Dennis said and he tried to pry her
legs apart with his hands. He had no success and then the stripper gave him a
hard smack across his face. The smack hurt like hell and Dennis felt tears
come to his eyes. After the pain went away he became shocked that this girl
had just hit him. All of his morals went away and he raised his hand to smack
her back. Before he had a chance she smacked him in the face even harder. He
wanted to hit her back but that smack really hurt and instead he rubbed his
face and wiped the tears away.

"Don't you dare try and fucking hit me" she ordered still keeping the
intimidating look on her face. "My name is Kitty."

"I'm Dennis" he sobbed back.

Kitty smacked him again. "Don't talk unless I say you can" she ordered. "And
your name is not Dennis, it's My Bitch!" Kitty grabbed Dennis by the hair and
he screamed. "Now lower your pants" she ordered. Dennis was not going to do
this no matter what.

"I can't lower my pants" he cried. "I have a girlfriend. I am going to propose
to her this weekend!"

Still grabbing Dennis' hair, Kitty gave him another hard smack to the face. He
raised his hand to smack her back but she grabbed it and then yanked his hair
even harder.

"I told you not to fucking hit me" she ordered. "If you do that again you are
going to be in huge trouble. Now drop your pants. Don't talk about your
girlfriend because now I AM your girlfriend!" Kitty loosened her legs a bit,
Dennis still did not obey, so Kitty undid his belt and brought his pants and
boxers down to his knees for him. She then took off her top and the shorts she
was wearing so now she was completely naked besides the heels she was wearing.
As she finished taking her clothes off Dennis made another attempt to escape
but then Kitty quickly grabbed his throat and began choking him. Her sexy
hands grabbing him felt good but the loss of breath did not. He tried to pull
her hands away but realized her hands and arms, as sexy as they were, were
quite strong as well.

"Don't try and get away again or I will fucking choke you to death" she
commanded. Dennis realized that he was trapped. His only chance to possibly
get away was to scream for help but although Tony and Vito were very friendly
before he did not trust they would take his side in this matter and even if
they did it would be quite embarrassing needing help to get away from a
stripper. Chances are no one was going to hear him over this music anyway.

"I cost $80 a song" Kitty ordered. "Pay in advance." Dennis pulled out his
wallet and paid her $80. "Do you want a blow job?" she asked.

"NO!" he said sternly.

"Fine, then you are going to pleasure me" she ordered. "Rub my clit." Dennis
stuck his finger right inside of her. "I said my clit" she ordered angrily.
"Go up higher." Dennis did as he was told. He pleasured this cruel hooker
feeling as guilty as can be as she moaned. She rubbed her pussy with her hand
then stuck the same fingers in Dennis' mouth. "Lick my juice" she ordered.
Dennis began to spit on the floor scared to death that this whore had just
given him herpes. Kitty grabbed his hair again and then gave him 2 more hard
smacks to the face. "How dare you do that" she said angrily. She then pressed
her clit up against his dick which he just realized was as hard as can be. He
didn't want her disease infested vagina anywhere his dick and he tried to put
his hand between the two but she grabbed his hand and pulled it away.

"Relax I don't fuck" she said. "I just like the way this feels. Now suck on my
nipples." Dennis did as he was told as Kitty enjoyed the deed and she pressed
her clit up against his dick some more. Dennis was scared to death that he was
currently contracting a STD from this girl but as he sucked on her firm tits
the evil thing called lust began to take over and Dennis stopped caring about
and STD's over the fact that he was cheating on the girl he was about to
propose to.

Kitty pulled away a bit. "Rub my clit some more, that felt good" she ordered
but her sternness was beginning to ebb a bit as she got hornier. Dennis did as
he was told and Kitty enjoyed it. He slowed down for a quick second and that
was enough for her to get the frightening look back on her face. She smacked
him in the face again and he felt more tears come to his eyes. "You've been
here longer than a song" she stated. "Pay up some more!" Dennis opened his
wallet. "Give me all the money he your wallet" she ordered sternly.

"No, that's almost $500!" he protested. Kitty began to choke him again and he
felt himself losing his breath.

"Give me all of your fucking money or I will really hurt you" she ordered.
Dennis gave her all of his hard earned money just to avoid being choked
anymore. He watched as the heartless bitch put all of his money in her shorts
that were on the ground. She grabbed his hair again. "What's my name?" she
asked.

"Kitty" he replied.

"Say it louder!" she ordered and she pulled his hair harder.

"KITTY!" he screamed wondering what the other strippers and guys receiving
blow jobs in the room would think.

"Rub my clit some more" Kitty ordered. Dennis did as he was told. He watched
how much she was enjoying it, realized that he was stuck here anyway, and his
lust took over his morals.

"Give me a hand job" Dennis said to Kitty.

A terrifying angry look came upon Kitty's face and she pointed her finger in
his face. "Don't tell me what to do" she ordered.

Dennis realized that telling Kitty to do that as opposed to asking was a huge
mistake and he felt sad for what he had done. "I'm sorry" he whined like a
baby. "I'm so sorry. PLEASE give me a hand job." Kitty began jerking him off
and he rubbed her clit some more. As guilty as he felt he had to admit that
this was the best hand job he had ever received. Kitty's strong, dominant hand
gave a great hand job and his dick felt like it was leash on him as she tugged
away at it. He watched her enjoy the finger blasting he was doing.

"I like having a bitch" Kitty said seductively as she tugged away at his dick
some more. Dennis blew his load all over the sweater he was wearing. Kitty
looked angry again. "How dare you blow your load without asking" she said
angrily. She stuck her finger into a big glob of cum that was on his sweater
and Dennis wondered how many other guys' semen touched her on an average
night. She stuck the same finger into his mouth. "Eat your cum, now" she
ordered and as disgusting as this was, Dennis did what he was told. It tasted
so salty and so disgusting. She stuck her finger in more of the cum on his
sweater and made him eat more of it. He wanted to spit but he knew that was
not allowed. After Kitty totally humiliated Dennis by making him eat his own
semen she began to get dressed. "Get dressed" she ordered.

Dennis did as he was told and was very thankful this was over. As he got
dressed he realized that although this was finally done with Kitty had done
some damage. She had stolen almost $500 from him and he did not make a lot of
money as a grocery store cashier so that was a big deal to him. Not only had
she forced him to cheat on the girl he was going to marry but it was also
possible that she had given him herpes as well. Also, how was he going to
explain to Sandy's family where had been the entire time?

The two finished getting dressed. Kitty grabbed Dennis by the hair and began
walking him out the dark room. "Please don't bring me back to my girlfriend's
family like this" Dennis begged.

"I told you I AM your girlfriend" she commanded. "You are not going back to
them you are coming with me." Kitty held Dennis by the hair and walked him
across the overpass that went over the first floor. Dennis looked over the
overpass and saw that the club was much more crowded than it was when he
arrived. He looked more carefully and saw Sandy's Brother Bob getting a lap
dance from a stripper and the rest of the bachelor party cheering him on.

Kitty walked Dennis down an unnoticeable staircase and then walked him out a
back door. They were now both in the parking lot and it was quite cold out.
Dennis wondered how Kitty was not cold standing out here in just shorts and a
bra top. He made an attempt to run away but Kitty quickly grabbed his hand and
kicked him twice in the stomach. The combination of her strong dancer legs
plus the fact that she was wearing heels made the pain from the kicks
excruciating and Dennis quickly fell to the ground crying and coughing up some
blood. As he lay on the ground he heard the back door open and he could tell
someone else was walking towards them. He looked up and saw Vito standing next
to Kitty.

"I gave him a few lap dances and he tried running away without paying" Kitty
said to Vito. "Then he started touching my boobs and my pussy which is against
the club rules. Better call the police and have him arrested." Kitty whispered
something to Vito and then he pulled a pen and piece of paper out of his
pocket and handed it to her. She wrote something on it then put it in his
hand. "Here is my number" she said to Dennis. "It sucks that you didn't get
the phone number of any of your girlfriend's family before you came here. When
you are in jail later on it looks like I am going to have to be your one
call." Kitty walked away and Vito stood above Dennis as he coughed up blood
and spit waiting for the police to arrive.