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Night at Antonio's Lady's Club (NudieUnicorn x Psychodurus Eques)

NudieUnicorn

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Night At Antonio's Lady's Club
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space Meredith Nickle bit her lower lip... and untied her fuzzy grey bathrobe. She shrugged out of the robe and let it fall into her hands, she folded it and put it in the clothes hamper, sighing as the feeling of being naked and moving across the room registered in the core of her - she was completely naked, doing things! She closed the lid of her wicker clothes hamper and went to her closet. From her shoe tree, she retrieved her black round-toe, thick heeled black shoes, the ones with the buckles. Barefoot, she stepped into her shoes and sat on the edge of her bed, and buckled them. She was now naked wearing shoes. She took a few exaggerated steps, imagined what it would be like to walk down the street, naked, wearing only these shoes... She put her hands on her hips and looked at herself in the mirror of her closet door... and bit her lip again. She walked back to her dresser, looking at her reflection over her shoulder, and her butt as she walked away from the reflection...
space She refocused on the task at hand. She slid open her underwear drawer... looked at the immaculately folded underwear... and paused... "No," she said, and drew a sharp breath through her nose. "No, not today." She closed the underwear drawer without taking anything.
space She walked across the plush carpet of her bedroom and back to her closet. She found her grey double-breasted jacket and skirt, took both items off the hanger and stepped into the skirt, zipped it up the side. She shrugged into the suit coat and buttoned it. Looking in the mirror, she couldn't tell that she was naked under her coat except for a skirt, but she felt more naked than usual when she dressed for going out.
space Twice before now, she had gone to Antonio's dressed the same way. Though the first time she had worn a pinstripe.
space Double checking her hair in the mirror, neatly tied back into a tight dark brown bun, slightly playful curls in front of her ears out of place, because she was trying to seem more "fun"... breathing hard, she thought, no, maybe that's too much, and tucked one of the loose locks of hair back behind her ear. There.
She went to her bedroom door, turned off the lights, and stepped into the hall... then came back into the bedroom, turned the lights back on, smoothed out the bed where she had sat down, then turned off the lights and stepped into the hall again. She closed the door to her bedroom, got her purse and her keys from the table in the hall, and was ready to head out to Antonio's to, ostensibly, pick up her roommate from work... when she got off shift in an hour and a half.
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space Outside of Antonio's, there were a group of three nuns, circling each other with protest signs, things talking about sinners and Sodom and Gomorrah and the like. They were always there, it seemed. Standing a few feet away from the nuns was a transvestite in gaudy makeup, a nun's outfit and Mardi Gras beads - a member of the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence, a transvestite human rights group. The solitary sister held a sign with an arrow pointing toward the three protesting nuns. The sign with the arrow said "I'm With Stupid".
space Meredith tried not to make eye contact with anyone and hurried into the club, only stopping long enough for Tiny, the bouncer, to check her ID.
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space Inside, it was dark, with black-lights and neon the only illumination, except for the spotlight on the centre stage. There was throbbing background music, but not so loud one had to shout. There were private booths, a "discussion circle of padded, high-backed benches around a low circular coffee table in a large alcove to one side patrons referred to as "the lounge" and lots of high tables throughout the floor. The private booths and standing tables were filled with couples and small groups, some topless, most wearing full outfits. There was no one on the stage, because Antonio's employed no dancers. But the spotlight on the stage shone all the same, little laser lights cutting there way across the back of the centre stage even.
space She spotted her roommate, Stephani, the server.
space "Hey, Merry! How are you?" Stephani was naked. Naked and barefoot, aside from a bow-tie and collar, detached cuffs, and a garter with various bills on her left her thigh.
space "I'm uh..." she cleared her throat, a soft, mousing sound. "I'm okay." She looked at the ground, flitting her eyes up to look at Stephani, in all her nakedness. She bit her lower lip. "I um, I'm early. I'm, uh... you know..." her voice trailed off and she pointed at the bar.
space "Yeah...?" Stephani grinned. This was a weekly occurrence. "Well, why don't go order a drink, I got another hour here, sweety, yeah?"
space Meredith nodded vigorously and mouthed "okay" though no sound came out, and hustled toward the bar, taking her usual seat at the left side of the bar. She needed a drink, she felt sweaty and out of breath already. There were two other similarly naked servers who greeted her by name. She smiled, though couldn't meet their eyes, and waved, through her hand stayed holding onto the strap of her purse with a hooked thumb as she waved. She sat on the bar-stool, being sure to smooth out her skirt over her butt before she sat down, so she wouldn't wrinkle it. She took her walled out of her purse, set it on the bar counter in front of her (lined it up so it was parallel with the edge of the bar), and hung her purse on the hook in front of the bar stool, under the counter. She folded her hands on the edge of the bar counter, crossed her legs, unfolded her hands and tugged at her skirt to make sure it was straight, and refolded her hands, and breathed.
space She took a deep, calming breath, just like her therapist had showed her, and made eye contact with the bartender, smiling.
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Antoinette “Toni” Esposito bolted upright from her usual nightmares. The surreal visions of accosted her every night, warped versions of her hometown, the homes of her grandfather and aunt, places she frequented in her current locale of residence. Whether chased by enemies or taunted with banquets of pleasure she could never taste, she never had what you could call sweet dreams. That’s why she had to do her best to live them by daylight.

She clicked off alarm, one minute before it was set to go off. Her internal clock was keenly calibrated. Fuzzy blanket cast aside, she slide off the bed. A hastily devoured apple to get some energy in her belly and a quick vodka and coke to chill her morning jitters served as her breakfast. It was the only time she drank, being how she was a professional drink-slinger and it was bad business to be dipping into her own supply. She followed it up with a quick shower to rinse the sleep away.

Toni stepped out as the leftover droplets slid off her tall, pale body. A few strokes of the comb through her bright copper hair, bangs covering her right eye, undercut on the opposite side. She dried off her lithe, muscular limbs; all four inked up with flames, tribal patterns, skulls, demons, and other totally metal imagery. From her drawers, she pulled out a pair of thigh-high stockings, argyle, black and a few shades of red, and a pair of long matching gloves. She didn’t mind if anyone saw her body, but her tattoos she preferred to keep covered except when alone or with someone she felt truly comfortable with. To her, the ink was her nakedness.

Grabbing her specs and satchel, she hopped in her car and gunned it. Rather recklessly, but the streets weren’t usually crowded. Having to rush her get-up-and-go routine every day meant she was glad this town didn’t have any laws against being nude out in public. It meant she could keep her work clothes at the bar and get dressed there.

The nuns were out there as usual. One of them was younger, and from the face poking out of that habit, she was quite a beauty. Toni boldly strode up this woman, who looked her approach with eyes full of defiance. She hefted her sign as if ready to strike. Toni didn’t blame her. She’d brawled with one of them the other day. That nun had given her the black eye, which kind of earned some respect from the bartender. She wasn’t here today though.

Toni leaned in toward the young nun and gave her a sloppy kiss on the mouth. Her jaw dropped, which just gave Toni an opportunity to slip her tongue inside. She withdrew, the other nuns making crosses and the young maid standing there stunned and red as wine. Toni pulled out a business card from her pocket, folded it, and placed it in her still-agape mouth like a communion wafer.

Making her way to the office, she opened the big locker inside and looked through her outfits. Hmm… she’d go with the big black boots with the butterflies on them. A short skirt of purple stripes she’d converted out of an old pair of slacks. Black suspenders. Short, sleeveless white shirt left mostly unbuttoned, and a red tie to top it off.

With a skip in her step, she attended to the this and that of opening things up. She was excited. Someone had caught her eye and she couldn’t wait for them to arrive.

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The evening was going as well as it usually did. Master mixologist Tony doled out cocktails, ogled her staff and guests, but she kept looking at her pocketwatch for that certain someone who would be dropping by about an hour before Stephani was set to leave. She’d only visited twice, but it already seemed she had a routine. Toni was determined to shake it up.

When she sat down and smiled at her, Toni grinned back and said, “Don’t suppose I can talk you out of anything other than your regular? You have… questionable taste.” She crossed her arms. “And let your hair go loose! You’re in a bar, not a church! Much as we might worship the female form here…”
 
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space "I, um..." Meredith gave a shy smile, unable to look Toni in the eye as she was being spoken to, and fiddled with the single lock of hair she had allowed to hang down in front of her ear. Without realizing it, she was fiddling with the buckle on her ankle with the other hand, her leg being raised against the side of the bar-stool. "I couldn't..." Without realizing it she had undone the buckle on her left ankle, and sat up straight, tucking the wayward strand behind her ear. "I mean... I, um... I like having it up."
space She was fiddling with the buckle on the other ankle now, that leg having been raised up beside her bar-stool as well. "And... um... o-okay, I... I think I'll have a Scotch on the rocks?" That would be her usual drink, hold the Drambuie. "Is... is that okay- I mean... is that in better taste?"
space CLUNK!
space Her left shoe had fallen off as she had been nervously nicking the last rung of the bar-stool, and it had fallen off and hit the brass pole which ran along the bottom of the bar counter with a loud, hollow clunk sound. At the sound, Meredith sat rod upright, a look of panic and embarrassment on her face. After a moment, she slipped her other shoe off to match. "I..." she squeaked out. Then in a slightly more audible voice. "I... um... I felt like... taking my shoes off, though... if that's alright?" Moving her shoes with her bare feet, she stood both upright, facing the same way, under the bar-stool.
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Toni leaned in and tried to meet Merry’s gaze even as she averted it. “Fair enough,” she responded. “The night is young. We’ll see if we get you to let it down by the end of it.”

She twirled around to fetch the drink. Under her breath, she started singing, a bounce in her step. “Scoootch on the rocks! Scoootch on the rocks. She’s my shot! Scoootch on the rocks!” She turned back and set the glass down in front of Meredeth and raised her voice, “Ooooooh, lick it up!”

At the clunk, Toni raised an eyebrow, relishing her flustered face as she attempted to explain it. “Plenty of people around here with no shoes.”

She flashed the woman a sly grin. "You know. You can take off more than that, if you like."
 
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space "I, um..." Meredith put cash down on the bar counter and took her drink in her hand. "I know... I... I just don't feel... quite up to that yet. I'm um..." she leaned forward. "I'm really shy." She took a sip of her Scotch.
space Idly, she pushed her bare toes on the bottom rung of the bar-stool and swiveled the bar stool around, taking in the view of the naked servers walking drinks and bar-food to the tables and booths. When she had turned the stool almost completely around, her eyes fell upon "the lounge" area, where two women were sitting opposite each other across the large, low round coffee, table, their bare feet up on the table, their skirts pulled up, no panties, and each masturbating languidly for the viewing and enjoyment of the other Meredith took a big sip of her Scotch and her other hand went immediately to her tummy, between the buttons of her double breasted coat to touch the skin of her side, above her skirt...
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"Quite up to that yet," Toni crooned. "So you expect to be eventually. It's just a matter of helping you get there."

Toni glanced around the room as well. It was a sight she got to see all night every night, but it never got old. Living most of her life without such things probably figured into her ongoing obsession and why she'd dedicated this bar to women exploring and freeing their bodies.

"I suppose there are a lot of people out here." She took note of Merry slipping fingers inside her clothes. Her eyes narrowed and smile widened. "What if... it were just you and me? I'm about to hand the reins over to someone out here. You and I could go upstairs to my office, bring a few drinks, maybe get to know each other better..."
 
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space "Quite up to that yet," Toni crooned. "So you expect to be eventually. It's just a matter of helping you get there."
space "I... that is... I would like that, yes..."
space "What if... it were just you and me? I'm about to hand the reins over to someone out here. You and I could go upstairs to my office, bring a few drinks, maybe get to know each other better..."
space Meredith snapped her attention from the "masturbation lounge" to look straight at Toni looking straight at her. "I... I... uh... I..." Shit, she thought. Say something... make your mouth work... She decided, for some reason, the logical thing to do was to down the rest of her drink. And she did, draining the Scotch from her glass until it was nothing but ice. "Mm..." a grating sound escaped her throat. "Ex... cuse... me." She coughed and cleared her throat.
space Once she could breath again, she nodded her head. "Y-yes. Please. I would love to."
space She stood up from the bar stool, bare feet on the cold cement floor, sending shivers up her legs and whole body to the base of her skull..." She grabbed her walled off the bar and her purse from the hook, her shoes forgotten, tucked neatly under the bar stool...
space "I... I mean, when y-you want to," she tried to do a casual shrug, it looked more like spasm of her neck. "Y-you know..." She turned back to look at the nude cocktail waitresses and the masturbation lounge... Trying and utterly failing to look casual.
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Toni snapped her fingers by Meredith's ear. "Hey, take this," she said, shoving a small pale of ice towards her. She grabbed the bottle of scotch and a coke and came out from behind the bar. She towered over the shorter woman, and had to lean down to get her face. "Follow!" she said with equal cheer and force.

She spun around and headed over to the side door leading upstairs, hip-checking it open. Hopefully Meredith would actually be following her and she wouldn't look like a total doofus swaggering around the employees only section of the building.

Toni's office was rather big, seeing as how it was essentially a second home. Aside from the big wooden desk, and the wardrobe, there were two sofas, both of which could fold out into beds, a big coffee table, and of course, her her own private bathroom. She'd brought in various decorations from her home: paintings of beautiful beaches, shelves with knick-knacks and souvenirs from her worldwide travels. Mostly she wanted to give the place a warm environment and make it look less like a skeevy porn try-out office.

She left the door open, set the bottles down on the coffee table and leaned back on her desk for Merry to catch up to her.
 
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space Toni snapped her fingers by Meredith's ear.
space Meredith snapped to attention and looked wide-eyed at the taller woman.
space "Hey, take this," Toni said, shoving a small pale of ice towards her.
space Meredith grabbed the handle of the bucket and barely was able to stop the bottom of the pale from hitting the floor, spreading her legs wide and planting her bare feet apart.
space "O-okay," Meredith stuttered, looking up into the beautiful, powerful face of the strong, imposing woman towering over her. She felt her mouth, tongue and throat whimper as she felt her nethers tingle all the way up her spine and into her armpits and the back of throat - the tingle in her armpits shocked her all the way into her nipples, which, at that moment, were firm and pressing into the scratchy fabric of her jacket.
space "Follow!" Toni said with equal cheer and force.
space Meredith, mesmerized by the forceful beauty before her, trembled, her knees shaking, and it was all she could do to not pee herself. "Y-y-yes..." was all she could manage before doing as she was bidden. She followed with the bucket in both hands and her purse over her shoulder. Barefoot, she padded after Toni, past the doors that she pushed open with the bucket, and which hit her heel when it swung closed. The floor in the hallway was gritty concrete, and felt savage and wonderful against her feet, which made her feel, all evidence to the contrary, that she was naked from the waist down...
space In Toni's office, she looked around, wild eyed, holding the bucket, she did her best to pull her feet and legs together and hold the bucket up stably... even if her arms started trembling. She rested the bucket against her tummy, even though the condensation from the bucket would wet the front of her coat... turning it a darker shade of grey...
space She looked to Toni expectantly... breathlessly, desperate for another gruff, silky, forceful, beautiful command...
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Contrasting with the outer hallways, the floor in Toni’s office was a stiff, short carpet. It had been in here since before her takeover, and there were still remnants of half-cleaned bloodstains here and there. Toni said they gave the room “flavor”.

Noticing her trembles and attempt at strong posture, she held up a hand. “At ease, soldier. We’re chillaxing here.” She nodded towards the coffee table. Alongside the bottles, there were already some glasses on coasters. “Why don’t you fix us some drinks? I have a feeling you still need a bit more liquid courage in you.”

She then walked over to the wardrobe, an elaborately carved oaken beast of a thing, and unlocked it with the keys hanging around her neck. In addition to her work-clothes, she also kept some items of value in here, hence the need for some extra security.

Shirt and skirt went back into the closet in short order. The tie she kept; she was still on the job after all. And of course, her trademark gloves and stockings. And the boots. She’d kicked far too much ass in those boots to take them off just to have a little fun with a patron. She locked the wardrobe behind her.

She stood there, hands on her hips, posture clearly imperious despite the giddy, goofy grin on her face. “Well? I’m showing you mine? What’s it gonna take for you to show me yours?”
 
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space Meredith tried to stand more casually while holding the big bucket of ice, then realized she was probably supposed to put it down somewhere. Looking around, she spotted a circular holder with a rim that fit the bucket just fine.
space Meredith tried to stand casual for a moment, leaning her weight on one foot, her other leg pent at the knee, rubbing her big toe into the soft carpet, coyly. Then she remembered she was supposed to pour them both drinks. She set about putting ice in the glasses with the ice tongs - clink! clink! And, checking through the bottles, found a familiar looking bottle of Scotch (the same brand she bought for when she was drinking at home). She poured two Scotchs (and a splash of Drambuie for her glass). Holding her glass in her left hand, and Toni's glass in her right, she turned around just in time to see Toni undressing - removing her skirt and shirt, standing in gloves, stockings, necktie and boots, her toned body pale and beautiful, her posture commanding, hands on bare hips.
space Meredith's mouth moved for a few seconds without words coming out of it. Finally, silently, she stepped forward to hand Toni the Scotch with ice. "Uh... s-show you mine? Y-you mean... take my um..." she fiddles with the buttons of her coat, unbuttoning one, almost by accident. "I... I really c-can't I... I mean..." another glance at Toni's stance, her smile, the way her gloved hands gripped her hips... She undid the rest of the buttons of her coat, opening it but not removing it. She was naked under the grey coat save her skirt.
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Toni took the Scotch and immediately drained it in one go. She noticed the skin and nothing else through the opening of Meredith’s coat, and cocked her head to the side. “I was gonna have you just strip down for underwear for starters, but I guess that’s not an option.”

With her free hand she grabbed each side of the coat and pulled it aside, off Meredith’s shoulders, in order to expose her chest. “You know,” she said, eyes savoring Merry’s breasts. She desperately wanted to touch, but she would wait. A little bit. “In some religions it’s a sin to keep a body this lovely all covered up.”

She beckoned. “Give that jacket here. And drink up your Scotch!”
 
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space "T-thank you...!" she stuttered out for taking her jacket half way off. "F-for the complement, I mean... it..." She downed her Scotch (slowly...) and set the glass down, gasping for breath due to holding her breath as she drank. She took the jacket the rest of the way off and handed it to Toni, then crossed her arms over her breasts... thought better of it and put one hand on her hip and kept her other arm against her body, under her breasts - unsure what to do with her other hand... Then, thinking better of her arms in front of her at all, gripped her hands behind her back, standing with her chest out, shoulders straight... then she remembered Toni had said to stand casually, and and she crossed her arms under her breasts... she shifted which foot she was leaning on, feeling the carpet under her feet.
space She deeply wanted to be strong enough to remove her skirt right away and be completely naked, but she stalled when she thought about taking it off...
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Toni took the jacket and set it gently on the sofa. She set down her own glass and removed two ice cubes from it. Offering them up to Meredith, she said, “Here. If you want to cover your nipples up, you can do it with these.”

She waited for Meredith to take them and then stepped closed, setting her gloved hands on the woman’s waist as thought they were about to start slow-dancing. She did start swaying subtly, hyped up on her own internal rhythm, and slid her a hand beneath the skirt to grope Meredith’s thigh and buttocks. Her other hand moved to start unzipping Merry’s skirt.

“See, this isn’t so hard, is it? Just one more piece to go…” The alcohol wasn’t nearly enough to get her tipsy, but she was drunk enough off the situation.
 
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space Meredith took the ice cubes and gasped - they were colder than she had thought, or maybe she was hotter than she thought. "T-thank you," she put them against her nipples. Instantly, her face morphed into a chaotic expression, mouth agape, eyes not knowing whether to bulge open or squint shut. A moaning whimper escaped her throat. "Eeeh... ohyes... thankyou... uuuuhhh..."
space She swayed with Toni as they entered their dance, she moved her legs so she could press her thighs into Toni's gloved hands, moved her hips to press into them. When Toni groped her butt, all she could thing to say was "ohyes, thankyou... yes, please..."
space Water was leaking down her breasts and stomach, obsorbing into the fabric of her skirt, since Toni had her hands sliding under its waist, dribbling down to her crotch... and down her thighs... "Please..." she moaned when Toni started unzipping her skirt. "Please make me naked... I want... it's everything that I want... Ever since Steph started working here... please make me naked..." she was begging, almost sobbing, the ice was melting quickly against her...
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Toni couldn’t help but oblige. She knelt and pulled the skirt down. Since Meredith hadn’t reacted negatively to her touch, she dared a bit more, kissing her hight, knee, and calf on the way down. Once it was on the floor, she directed Merry to step out of it.

“See? It feels good to be unburdened, both physically and mentally! No clothes, no worries, that’s one of my many mottoes.” Toni took the skirt and then the jacket and folded them neatly on a small file cabinet near the door.

She gave a side nod. “Let’s have a seat.” She poured them two more Scotches and reclined back into the corner of one of the sofas, setting her right ankle on the opposite knee. She patted the spot beside her on the couch.

“Tell me about yourself. I know your name, I know you’re Steph’s roommate, but I don’t like to pry, so I haven’t talked much about you with her.” Sipping from her glass, she rested her free hand between her legs, over her patch of neatly trimmed copper hair.
 
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space Meredith too the fresh glass, putting the now mostly melted ice-cube remains in her glass and taking a sip. She sat where Toni told her too. She stretched out her legs before her, kicking her feet a little, and luxuriated in how free they were, her legs, her feet, her ankles, her thighs and shins and calves and knees... unburdened... "It does feel good... so good... thank you..." she shook her head. "Sorry, I must sound crazy... I just... you, I mean..." She shrugged, hugging herself, rubbing her hands along her tummy and her thighs.
space "Um," she thought about the request. She wasn't used to talking about herself. "Well... I'm a bookkeeper, I have a list of clients who run their own on line businesses... I work from home. Before that, I was an office assistant to a CPA downtown... I, um... I collect lunch boxes, you remember, the metal ones from when we were kids...? I... have a cat. Her name is Rebecca, I call her Becky... um..." she was finding it harder and harder to focus as she saw Toni playing with her pubes.
space Unconsciously she started playing with her own dark brown landing strip - then realized her her hand was and planted her free hand down on the sofa beside her, taking a sip of her drink. "Sorry, I... um... I sort of um... I can't help wanting to t-touch myself... or... uh... be touched..." She took another deep pull of her drink, as though she were trying to hide in the glass, embarrassed by her own confession.
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"Lunch boxes? That's interesting." Toni shook her glass in Meredith's direction, "accidentally" splashing some of it on her companion. It spattered over one breast and trickled it's way down towards her navel.

"Oh shoot!" Toni explained, and she dove to intercept the flow of liquor with her tongue. She licked all the way up the liquid trail until she was sucking on Meredith's nipple. Breaking away, she looked up at Merry and said, "There. None gone to waste."

She resumed her upright position, setting a hand on the woman's thigh. "Go ahead and touch yourself. You're not really naked until your desires are on display. Lies and inhibitions are the most restrictive garments of all."
 
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space Meredith gasped as Toni's tongue touched her tummy, squirmed as the soft yet insistant, hot and wet tongue dragged up her body and then onto her right breast... to her nipple... "Ooooohh..." she moaned as Toni sucked on her nipple, her glass on the soft beside her with her hand pressing it into the material, her other hand gripping the material of the soft on the other side of her. "Mmmm... yes... nothing..." she panted hard. "Nothing wasted..."
space When Toni's mouth came away from her nipple to speak to her, Meredith whimpered. When Toni told her to touch herself, she felt validated. When Toni leaned back, she reached up to her thigh with her free hand, spread her legs wider, and reached down to her thigh... traced it up to her crotch... caressed her fingers against her outer lips, over the slick, pink folds protruding from between them, over her mouth and up to her tummy... then back down again. She spread her legs wider, putting her feet up on the sofa to either side of her, her knees up, leaning back so she was practically on her back... she sipped her Scotch with her other hand, then put the glass down on a side table, and began caressing the breast Toni hadn't been suckling.
space She began gently, carefully rubbing herself, using her whole hand at first, then just three fingers, then just two... moving in a circular pattern... then slid her two fingers into her wet folds, pressing in on either, sliding in through the slick valleys between her inner pinkness... up and down, spreading her fingers before letting go and trying to touch everything, up to her clit, then slid her fingers back in... then spreading... Massaging herself, exploring herself in this compromising position... luxuriating in the exposure...
space She soon was back to rubbing herself, circling her hooded clit, vigorously, swaying with stutter-stop energy, eyes hooded... "Mmmmmm... Thank you... I love being told... being given permission... I love playing with myself, uuuuhh... where someone else can see... I want... mmmm... everyone to see me play with myself..."
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“You want everyone to see you? Then why don’t we head back to the main room.” She stood, grabbing Meredith’s arm and pulling her up. “And you do not have permission to stop.”
She continued to pull on Merry’s arm, leading her back through the dirty hallways, but taking a side door rather than back the way they came, next to the bar.

There were cabinets back here, tables and stacks of boxes. Off to the side was a makeshift area with a mirror and white christmas lights with various makeup materials spread out all over. This was ‘backstage’ of the bar’s main stage, the one with a big red curtain. It was rarely used; only for special events, really, when they had a musical act or some other planned performances. For the impromptu dances and sexual displays, the small stages were just fine.

Leaving Merry’s side for a moment, Toni fiddled with some equipment and suddenly through the curtain slit a bright light shown through. Rushing giddily back to Meredith, she pushed to her over towards the curtain and hummed into her ear, lips lightly grazing it. “Tell me when you’re ready for your big debut.”

She skipped back to the control panel, readily to flip the switch to open the curtains, and gave Meredith a nod.
 
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space As the light burst through the slit in the curtain, Meredith froze. As Toni left her, and as Meredith could see other people through the opening in the curtain, she covered herself. It was an involuntary action, she clamped one hand over her crotch, raising one leg to hide that hand with her thigh so she was now standing on one foot. Simultaneously, she also hunted over with her other arm pressed over her breasts, her face was a mask of frozen-deer-in-the-headlights panic. "I...I-I-I-I...." she stuttered, uncertain of what to say, what to do!
space She had an image of herself, strutting out onto the stage, hands on hips, chin raised high, chest out, making eye contact with the other patrons, maybe one patron, leaning on the stage, lifting up a hand to caress her leg... she would smile at them seductively, rubbing herself in appreciation... playing with herself in...
space She snapped out of it, realizing she was making dopie, dreamy face, and shifted back to a look of concern. She looked to Toni, standing by a control panel, looking expectantly at her, smiling.
space Her brain was having a 404 error as she tried to ask Toni what she should do. She closed her eyes and shook her head vigorously. She took a big breath, stood up straight, though her thigh was still raised to hide her crotch, she put her hands on her hips. She opened her eyes and looked at Toni, tried to look brave. "W-what s-should I d-do when I'm out there?"
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Toni flipped the switch and curtains slowly began to draw. She hustled up to Meredith's side and slid a hand into hers, feeling the lass could use a continuing source of moral support. She had a microphone in the other one.

"We're gonna march right out there in front of everyone and you are going to make yourself come by any means necessary."

She took the lead dragging Merry forward again. The sudden active spotlight had caught everyone's attention and all eyes were on them. Dancers were taking a rest, those in the lounge stopped gazing at each other and were now focused on the main stage. Only the servers continued to scurry about making sure things kept running.

Toni spoke into her mic. "How's everyone doing to night?" A chorus of cheers washed over the place. "This is Meredith. An acquaintance of Steph's. She confided in me she wanted everyone to see her play with herself. Who wanted to see that?" Louder cheers.

"Woo! Alright then. DJ, give her a fitting song."

She flicked off the mic and went right back up to Merry's ear. "You want me to stay up here with you?"
 
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space "Y-yes, please, stay with me?" Meredith's knees trembled as she stood on the stage, in front of everyone, naked, hugging herself, feet shoulder's width apart. She spread her feet wider apart, opening her legs wider and stood on her toes. She turned back to Toni and, with the music playing, spoke in a tone that could just barely be heard over the song, "Please touch my back, o-or my butt? I really just need to be touched," she caught her breath, "P-please?"
space Meredith bit her lip and hooded her eyes as her hands moved from gripping the bare sides of her body to slide down her thighs... then back yo to her tummy. She looked around the room. It was hard to see the people in the dimly lit bar while standing in the spotlight, with all the flashing laser lights, but, somehow, the shrouded nature of her audience made it even hotter. She started to sway her hips, not to the music but to a soundless rhythm she felt well up inside her, and slid her hands down to her crotch, spreading herself open for everyone to see...
space In a louder voice, with a stronger conviction than she ever thought she could posses, she shouted out over the song: "Everyone please watch me masturbate! This... this is my first time... coming in front of anyone... I... desperately want someone else to see me cum! Please watch! I'm... I'm so hot..."
space One hand wandered up to cup the underside of one breast, and her other slid two fingers along her labia, rubbing it, teasing and readying it... She could feel herself dampening and her clit hungry for simulation... she she gave it... rubbing in a circular rhythm... just like she did at home, when she was alone and really wanted to come... She moaned, rubbing her erect nipple with her other hand, pinching it between her knuckles and rolling it between them...
space Everyone could see her naked body. Everyone could see her playing with herself. She could feel their gaze upon her, feel them devouring her with their eyes... It was heaven...
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