Page 8 of Disco Fever

“Fuck, Kitty Kat,” I breathed, kissing her exposed spine.

“You’re telling me.” She smiled, looking back at me over her shoulder. Her eyes motioned to Dot. “Looks like I’m not the only one who likes what I see.” I couldn’t help but to smile at her words.

“Does that make you happy?”

“Yes,” she whispered as I leaned forward and kissed her softly, her walls squeezing my cock one more time.

I moaned into her, gripping her waist tight. “Fuck.” The word exhaled from my lips.

“Very much so.” Kat grinned at her power over me and I liked it, so fucking much.

DOT

My body tingled and prickled, reminiscing on what I had witnessed earlier tonight. I simply walked outside for a smoke break between sets and ended up experiencing something far more exciting. The Devils, Kat and Dante, were having sex on a car in the back alley of the club. They were fully exposed, unafraid of being seen, made apparent by the fact that not only did they notice me watching, but they seemed to like it. The two seemed to enjoy my eyes on them, and as I stood there and smoked my cigarette, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I had kept my eyes on them, watching intently until they both came, loud enough for me to hear and see.

The warm bath water brushed against my hardened nipples, bubbles grazing them ever so lightly as the candles across my bathroom flickered as I was deep in the memory. My fingers slid through the slit of my wet pussy as I moaned out loud, thinking about how the two devils seemed to always enjoy my eyes on them. I began to push deeper, gently sliding them back and forth as the water soaked into my skin. I repeated the memory of the two of them, pressed against that car, replaying it over and over in my head. It began to morph and change as I envisioned myself joining them. The very idea made my body tighten as I pushed deeper, moving faster and faster as I arched against the tub, rolling my body as I cried out softly.

Flashes of Juan’s dead body played over the two devils fucking, the two moments somewhat mixing in my brain as they melted together and created a whole new fantasy. I was straddling Juan’s body, stabbing his chest, his blood spewing in all directions and soaking into my flesh. It felt so good, the hot liquid running down my breasts as two hands wrapped around them from behind. I glanced over my shoulder to see Dante, completely naked, joining me from behind, sliding his cock inside my ass as he rubbed Juan’s blood deeper into my skin. God, it felt so good. I leaned back into him as he fucked me, when a strong grip forced my face forward. My eyes met Kat’s as she crawled over Juan’s dead body, pressing her soft lips onto mine. She moved with such power, commanding me as her hands took over my body. She moved closer, rising as she slid her tongue up my sternum, licking Juan’s blood from my flesh. I moaned, struggling to control my orgasm. Her long nails tugged at my nipples, slightly pinching them. Her mouth eventually made its way to my breasts, licking and sucking them as she began to talk me through the immense pressure while Dante fucked my ass, his vigor and speed increasing. Her mouth met mine, her tongue slithering along the roof of my mouth, her hand squeezing my chin as I tried to breathe, choking on her spit. It was too much, the idea of being with them both, the three of us all straddling and fucking over Juan’s dead body.

My body tightened and twisted as I shot my eyes open, the image of us tangled together still branded in my brain as my breathing hitched and I began to come. I gripped the side of the tub, refusing to let up, embracing my overwhelming orgasm. My head shot back as my eyes rolled and I screamed and moaned. I felt sensational, drawing every bit of my orgasm out. I wanted to touch them, to feel their bodies next to mine, listening as I remembered the way they sounded when they both came, fucking against that car. Fuck, it was amazing. I was so sensitive,so drunk in the fantasy that my body began to wind up and build as I quickly came a second time.

It’s not enough. I need more.

I felt a familiar craving—urge for more.

I whirled my body around, landing on my knees as the bubbly water sloshed and spilled over the tub, repositioning myself as I began to masturbate again, going back over the dreamy fantasy of us, covered in blood, having sex on top of Juan’s dead body. Using an additional finger, I shoved them into my aching pussy and began to rebuild my excitement.

“I want you so bad,” I whimpered, playing with myself. “Both of you. So fucking bad!” It didn’t take long, envisioning us together, before I reached my climax one last time. “Yes,” I cried out. “Yes, yes, yes!” I began to come for the third time, my walls pulsating around my fingers as I envisioned them as Kat’s instead of my own.

Let me be your angel.

5

DOT

I’d grown usedto having eyes on me all the time, especially in my line of work. But there was something about having Kat and Dante keeping an extra close watch on me that constantly had me putting an extra pep in my step, especially after seeing them that night in the alley. When they were at Eden’s, I took extra pride in myself. I would shake my ass when I walked and tease the crowd more than usual with my dances to really play into my Bubbles persona while I performed, but especially for them. Everyone else seemed to love it too. The tips were better, and I was even getting booked for more and more private dances. Money was flowing in the club, so I sure as fuck wasn’t complaining. But besides the increasing tips and private dances, there was one other thing that had changed. I was now the only person that could serve the Disco Devils. And I wasn’t even a server. This pissed some of the other girls off. While most of the servers didn’t give two shits, knowing how much Kat and Dante did for us, the few others were really starting to hate me for it. Especially Lana.

I ambled my way over to the back bar, Jade on stage, putting on a phenomenal show per usual. The sapphire lingerie and gem colored lights did wonders for her complexion. I was so glad shedecided to add the gold shimmer to her skin like we talked about a few days ago. It really made her even more of a knockout than she already is, enhancing that perfect beauty she possessed.

“Hiya, toots.” Patty’s warm welcome brought me back to reality as I peeled my eyes from Jade’s trance. “They want their usuals back there?” Patty nodded her head back toward my devils, her concentration not wavering at all as she cleaned the glass in her hand.

Nothing was official, but I felt such possessiveness over the two. Like they belonged to me, and I them.

“Yes ma’am, Tequila Sunrise and a Tom Collins.” Instinctually, I swiped underneath my nose, sure I felt it running a bit. I did it quickly, though, hoping Patty wouldn’t see. But of course, I wasn’t so lucky. That tiny gesture, of course, broke her cleaning concentration.

She slammed the rocks glass down on the counter. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me right now.” She moved the glass over with the rest of the clean barware and gave me a scrutinizing glare. “Dot, are you still using? I thought you said you had stopped hitting that shit.” I opened my mouth to say something—anything—a simple plea in my defense, a single word of denial, but nothing came out. Nothing but air. “You’ve got to be careful! If Eddie finds out, your time here is over. And even those devils can’t protect you once you're out on these streets!”

“I know, Patty. I know.” And I did know. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was I was addicted. And now that I was thinking about it again. I needed another hit. Now.

Fuck!

While Patty made Kat and Dante’s drinks, I stood with my back to the bar surveying the club, taking in the flashing lights and cigarette smoke that were ever present in Eden’s Inferno. Jade had finished up her dance and was sauntering backstage.Her well deserved wads of cash were stuffed in her lingerie and falling into her hands. I scanned over the patrons sitting at the stage, some familiar and regular faces, and some new that I’d never seen before. Most of the tables along the wall were full, some girls seductively dancing with our guests while others skated by skillfully carrying cocktails on trays. Lively disco remixes played while the giant disco ball spun from the ceiling. I tried to focus on every detail and forget that excruciating itch, to distract myself from the hunger that dangerously burned inside me. Flashing multicolored lights washed over everyone in the club, soaking my skin as I inhaled the heavy smoke and tried to let it flow through my lungs. Despite its appetizing effects, it wasn’t enough. My eyes drifted, following an invisible pull, drifting to where they were drawn to, landing perfectly on the Disco Devils. My devils. Even with those bedazzled masks, I could feel their eyes on me. Kat and Dante were watching me with hungry stares, and the feeling of that electric pull towards them was enough to subdue my craving.

“Here you go, Dottie.” Patty had finished my devils’ drinks. I peeled my eyes from the intoxicating couple and when I turned around, she had a worried look plastered on her face. “You need to be careful, Dot. I know they will take care of you.” She nodded toward Kat and Dante. “They are good people. Don’t listen to any of the bullshit other people try to tell you about them or what their reputation may seem to be. But you’ve got to cut the coke shit out. I’m not kidding. Eddie finds out and you’re done here. Your devils won’t be happy about you using either. They may deal, but they don’t fuck with that shit. And I doubt they’ll be okay with you doing it.”

I casually peered over my shoulder, making eye contact with Kat, who beckoned me back over with her claw-like nails. I couldn’t see her face beneath her bedazzled purple mask, but by the way she moved her hand to the beat of the music, I could tellshe was being flirtatious. I think.Turning back to Patty, I swiped at my nose again, this time noticing a tiny touch of blood on the back of my hand. I quickly grabbed a cocktail napkin and wiped the blood away. Patty just shook her head with an “I told you so” look plastered on her face.

“I know, I know! I have to stop, trust me, Patty, I know. But it’s not that easy. Besides, they already know about it.” She gave me a confused look. “Didn’t really seem to bother them too much when they found out.” Confirming my bloody nose had subsided, I crumbled the napkin and tossed it in a trash can behind the bar. “They’re drug dealers. It can’t really bother them that much, Patty. I’ll be okay. Thanks for the drinks, mama!” I took the tray and began my walk back to my devils with a bit more sway in my hips than usual as I tossed my golden hair over my shoulder.

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