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A Lesson in Babysitting (Tyr & Katy108)

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Jake had to smile pleased with the physical transformation that was coming over his slut, and yes he was now thinking of her that way. Before he had some doubts, some concerns that she was some young woman, doing this out of a thrill or desperate need for attention, but that opinion had changed. Jenna was truly showing all of the signs of not only accepting her new role, but thrilling in it as much as he was. That pleased him, as he really wanted this to be something more than just a passing fling or moment. He wasn’t sure of where this relationship was going, but he was sure, that it was going to keep his dick hard and satisfied.

Drink the slave’s pussy juices slut! You made the mess you clean it up.

Jake said as Pete slipped the second bar into the last nipple. The man applies some sort of cream to keep the area from bleeding and getting infected. Looking Jake could see perspiration that dotted his slut’s body, causee by her physical exertions to that point so far. While Jake admired his property and the ongoing improvements, Pete now moved down between Jenna’s legs as he prepared to make the last piercing. From Jake’s order, he was going to give her a vertical piercing of her hood, while his slave distracted the slut. Lola lewdly rubbed her pussy in Jenna’s face, not in the least bit shy or innocent, as she maximized her own pleasure. With this all going on Pete moved to pierce Jenna hood such that a vertical piece of jewelry could be added.
 
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Jenna could do nothing except continue to lap at Lola's wet pussy. She whimpered and moaned as she felt fingers and cold metal and cold cream on her nipples, punctuated only by the sharp pain as the tool drove the neddle through her flesh. As the pain began to subside on the first, the second one made her yelp a little louder. But the cream once again seemed to soothe things. When she heard Jake's voice, she worked her tongue a little more quickly around Lola's clit and a little more deeply into her cunt.

She couldn't help but moan again, this time in response to the fingers between her legs. She felttwo thick fingers moving up and down a little either side of her clit. She felt it being pinched and squeezed and pulled just a little. She guessed quickly what was going to happen and truth was it scared her. She was already imagining the pain that she was expecting to feel any minute. She had never really thought about getting anything pierced... other than her ears of course. She knew nothing about what was involved. Had she been told that she was getting a vertical hood piercing, she would have been none the wiser. In her mind she was simply imagining how bad it was going to feel. She didn't know that there was actually no piercing of her clit; instead it was of the hood which covered her clit - a thin piece of flesh which in the end would be less painful to have pierced that her ears. She didn't realize that the metal bar that would be inserted vertically was slightly curved and would have two silver balls on each end. The balls would rest against her clit and would provide additional direct stimulation. She didn't know that is was described as a means of getting the maximum return on a minimal investment... very little pain and discomfort being a small price to pay for the increase in pleasure.

She felt the gentle tugging. She felt something cold. She felt the sharp sting and then it was over.
 
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Smiling Jake watched his slut work her tongue over and into the slave’s juicy cunt. All the while he admired the skill of the tattoo artist, who obviously knew his way around the feminine form. Soon his slut was pierced and the slave was clean, and from the look on Lola’s face, Jenna had done a decent job her first time eating pussy. While Jenna lay there Lola groped and played with Jenna’s body while the two men talked. Each man thanks the other for making their woman available. Afterwards, Pete gives Jake some written instructions on cleaning and care, for his slut to follow. The two men shake hands for what seemed like the most normal of transactions, with Pete letting Jake know that he and his slut could come back anytime.

With her pussy well eaten, and the couple preparing to leave, Lola dismounts from Jenna’s face, and stands with the head down , waiting for her master’s next command. With Jake paying, and the two men done, Pete comes up to his slave and takes a hold of her, her body willingly molding to his, clearly trying to entice his attention. Pete smiles and affectionately talks to his slave.

I think I’m going to close up shop and take you home slave, tie you up and fuck the shit out of you.

There was a squeal of delight from Lola even before she answered.

Please master, you promise!

Jake came over and helped Jenna off of the table, and when she got her feet settle, he took the opportunity to inspect the new her and it pleased him, for she was making serious progress in her transformation.

Much better! You look good slut, thank the man, and if you want his slave, and then we will be going.

Jake didn’t tell her exactly what he meant by the order, and simply left it to her to determine. The full length mirror on the wall showing a far different young woman than the one that had come to babysit but a few days ago.
 
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Jenna took Jake's hand and cautiously stepped down. She stood still in only her heels as Jake inspected her. Her body was sore and it ached in both familiar and unfamiliar places. A few days ago she would have considered the inspection she was now being subjected to, not just by Jake, to be completely degrading and humiliating. And there was a part of her which certainly felt that at this moment. But there was something proper and almost legitimate about it that she would never have imagined she would feel. Jake, still holding her hand, had her turn around first one way, then the other. As she did so she saw her own reflection. In some ways she barely recognised herself but she couldn't deny that despite the redness she liked the additions that had been made to her body. And she liked what they said about her.

Jake telling her to thank Pete broke her thoughts. She looked from Jake to Pete and Lola and back. She nodded demurely and stepped over to where they stood. She looked first at Pete.

"Thank you Sir." She leaned in and kissed his cheek. He chuckled and reached up taking hold of her chin firmly. He kissed her hard on the mouth, which Jenna opened to him kissing him back. After a few moments he broke the kiss.

"You're welcome, although I didn't do it for you slut. I did it for your master." Jenna nodded. "Yes Sir." He let go of her chin. She looked at Lola.

"Thank you..." Lola nodded as she hung onto Pete's arm.

Jenna turned back to Jake who had picked up her dress but he also had his cell phone in his hand. Without saying anything he pointed it at her and clicked. He had leeway taken one of the tattoo as Pete had kissed her. Now he took one of her front. Fom the neck down. He smiled.

"You should send those to her daddy. Let him see what his little girl is becoming." Pete said, chuckling, as Jenna slipped her dress back on, wincing a little as the fabric rubbed against her nipples.
 
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Jake smiled at Pete’s comment, as he already had a plan formulating, however before that he planned to enjoy his newest acquisition. So while he wrapped his arm around his slut, he answered Pete back, all the while his hand was moving to lewdly cup her ass.

I might just do that, she does enjoy showing off for him, don’t you slut?

Jenna was once again in Jake’s arms, as he held her close and talked to Pete. Lola was already trying to work her feminine charms on Pete, her delicate hands reaching down and massaging his tool. Now that she knew both Pete and his slut well, she felt no reason to hide her need, especially if it would help get her master’s attention. While Jake waited for Jenna to answer, he texted a quick message to her father, with one of the pictures attached.

See you at the poker game tomorrow night, oh and if you play your cards right, you might just get to see more of this.

Jake didn’t hide what he was doing, as he typed out the message for her father, and then sent the picture of her front from the neck down, showing off her new jewelry. When his slut was done answering, he would leave with her in tow, as he now wanted to have some private time with her. Once they were outside, he would guide her to the car, again like a gentleman going around and opening the door for her, treating her like a woman. For Jake, his slut was more of a woman, than all of those that denied their sexuality. She deserved the attention, and rewards of accepting her role. When they were in the car alone, he started to ask her some very personal questions, in a casual, but not so casual way.

So did you like the way Pete enslaved Lola, making that young girl his slave? Does that turn you on that someone has complete control of someone else's life? That she was willing to give herself completely without reservation to that man, a man that was old enough to be her father?
 
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Just as she smoothed her dress down, she felt Jake's right arm wrapping around her waist and pulling him into her. She gave no resistance. She liked feeling his body hard against hers and her left arm slipped around him, her hand resting on his back, caressing softly. There was a degree of symmetry between them; Pete and Lola and Jake and Jenna. Jenna might not have experience of Lola but perhaps that was just a matter of time? Was she looking at what she was going to become? She looked up at Jake as he held her whilst he replied to Pete. Jenna mentally chastised herself. She probably shouldn't assume that Jake thought her good enough to be his version of Lola or another Kelly.

She heard Pete's comment, registered Jake's reply and his question. Her eyes widened a little but her mind suddenly filled with memories of her second night with Jake...was that last night? But in a way it was also her first night with her father. She looked across to Pete and felt her cheeks starting to burn. But she couldn't deny the heightened sense of excitement she had felt as Jake had fucked her ass with her father listening in...encouraging him...and her. She remembered how he felt when she saw the picture of his thick hard dick and imagined him doing to her what he had been suggesting. She looked back to Jake and saw what he was doing...who he was sending the picture to and she began to imagine his reaction. She swallowed hard and then nodded.

"Yes." What else could she say? She couldn't lie. Jake would know for a start but she just couldn't.

Pete laughed and then said his goodbye as Jake led her out of the store and back to the car. As the car pulled away, with Jenna having no idea where they were going next, she thought about the questions that Jake put to her.

"I don't know. I guess so. It's... It's a little scary though maybe...giving so much control to someone else." She giggled a little. "Dad always says I'm too stubborn... Too independent. Lots of times he told me that I needed to do what he said. He...he told me once..." She was remembering a few years ago a conversation which now took on a different meaning. "... A high school boyfriend had broke up with me coz I didn't want to go to a football game with him and his mates... He said maybe I needed to be more prepared to do what the guy wanted." She chewed on her lower lip for a minute. "I like the idea of an older man..." Her smile broadened. "...an old man like you has control over me but I...I'd be scared that sometimes I might forget...and I might say no. She...she was very obedient."
 
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Jake didn’t tell her where they were going, as she had no choice in the matter. He simply drove there, while they talked. The car heading into the older part of he city, the quality of building getting a little worse with each block.

She was very obedient, because she wanted to be. It wasn’t till she gave in to Pete that she became truly happy. Some might say it’s demeaning what she was doing, but that might be because they’re afraid to give in themselves. People fear what they don’t understand, or what they think others will think of them. If it doesn’t hurt someone else, and you enjoy it, why not do it? Life is too short to be worried about what others are thinking.

The traffic wasn’t bad, and they sped along as Jake continued to talk with Jenna about her thoughts and feelings on submission.

I think that little slave girl was happy, and there was no other place she would rather be. Her friends and family might be horrified by her behavior, but I think she wouldn’t change a thing. What do you think?

They had already made several stops, between the cloth store and the tattoo shop, so Jake was thinking about getting something to eat. Of course his idea of where they might eat, would probably not be anything Becca would have picked.

Because I think Lola is a gorgeous young woman, who is more women, than all those stuck up bitches that say they are free and emancipated. I don’t think any of them is as happy as Pete’s little sexy slave, or for that matter, my hot sexy little slut.

Jake reaches over and caresses her as they start to pull into a parking lot, at an upscale gentleman’s club.
 
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Jenna wasn't really taking that much notice of where they were going. At least t the moment she was content to simply go where Jake led. And she was to engrossed in what he was saying, thinking too much about it

"She certainly seemed happy. Content to receive everything only because..." She hesitated for a moment. Was it proper for her to refer to Pete as Pete when she was speaking about him? "... Only because her master said she could. W...what do you think he would do...what would he have done when he...trained her...if she ever refused something?"

Jenna couldn't deny that what she saw had something intrinsically exciting about it for her. But this was new for her and up until this point she knew her dad was right. She was independent and strong minded and maybe she might forget her place at some point. Would Jake simply walk away? Discard her as a failure? It wasn't so much what their people thought of her... Except for her dad of course. At the moment it was about what jake would think of her.

Jenna was suddenly aware of the car turning into a parking lot. She looked out of the window. The building at the far end looked somewhat grand certainly compared to those around it. It seemed a little out of place.

"Where are we?" She asked nervously. She looked at the clock in the car. Was this where the poker game he had mentioned in the text to her dad took place? Was it too early for that? Was her dad going to be here?
 
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I don’t think she would refuse him, but if she did, I would imagine he would punish her, and if she kept it up, then he’d either punish her again, or worst case, get rid of her. In the end if she wasn’t an obedient slave, she really wasn’t a slave, and there would be no purpose in continuing, I would think.

Jake said to Jenna as he pulled into a parking spot. The place was really nice looking on the outside, which was in stark contrast to the area. Then again, strip clubs weren’t put in nice neighborhoods, but in areas where good god-fearing people wouldn’t go, actually they would but that was a different matter entirely. The parking lot had security, and there were plenty of nice cars parked in it. The place served meals so executives could get right offs, plus what was more of a power lunch then one with beautiful women shaking their tits and asses.

The ‘Platinum Club’. I thought we both could use a bite to eat.

The place had no windows and there was a large man standing at the door. Jake again came around and opened the car door for his slut, his hand reaching in to draw her out. This place was obviously a place where women were on display for the pleasure of men, as they stepped through the doors into the darkness within. Men in suits and ties, sat at tables that all looked towards a central stage were a woman was actively gyrating to the music lewdly exposing herself, as other men tossed bills towards her. Moving about the table were scantily clad women serving, and what appeared to be dancers, trying to entice some of the dinners for a private dances. Jake tipped the bouncer, and smiled at the almost naked girl that escorted them to a table.

Have you ever been to a strip club? Some say its demeaning to women, I say its empowering.
 
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Jenna took Jake's hand and stepped out of the car, waiting for him to close the door before she partially wrapped herself around his right arm. She held his hand tightly in her left hand and brought her right hand up to hold onto his upper right arm and she walked with him, her body close to his as they walked. She wanted to be close to him but she was also a little nervous about where he was taking her. It was true that the cars looked good...big, shiny, most of them black, all clean. But they seemed so out of place, although for somewhere called The Platinum Club, they were perfect.

It didn't sound like a restaurant that you would normally find in this part of town, and there was something that didn't quite make sense to Jenna. That was until they were inside and then suddenly it made perfect sense. The place was warmly lit everywhere except for the stage and the bar. Dark mahogany tables with read and green leather seats and chairs. Large TV screens were on the walls and on pillars which provided close up pictures of the girl on the stage so even if you were sat away from the stage you could see exactly what you would have done had you been sitting next to it. The men who were sat around were all in suits. Some had loosened their ties a little and undone their top button. She was aware of some of them watching her as they moved through the tables to their own, led by a waitress... Or at least someone who was waitressing at the moment.

As she sat down she was aware of Jake looking at her expectantly. She shook her head a little and smiled. "Sorry." She apologised for appearing to ignore him. "No. Never. I'm guessing this isn't the usual kind of strip club though?"
 
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The sexy young thing that was now his slut stared, as she looked around at the sights of this upscale gentleman’s club. Though he’d called it a strip club, it was far from the sleazy rundown look that many of those places would have. No this was shiny, new, and had a polished look that some clubs were now using to try in an attempt to seem legitimate. Not that Jake cared, what ruled here was money, and those that had money wrote the rules. So where some club may have allowed the girls only to dance but have to where pasties and skimpy underwear, ‘The Platinum Club’ was different, it had no such rules or restrictions, thus complete nudity was allowed. The main room stuck to conventional dancing, but given the political and financial support the club got, at special times in a smaller room and for a charge there were even live sex acts, plus the club had a reputation or at least the girls did of really putting out in the VIP section were private dances went on.

No, it’s a high class joint, which means they charge more, and the girls are some of the hottest, but even with all that it’s still a strip club.

The waitress arrived, her shorts so short and tight, that they rode right her ass, and in front she had the distinctive sign of camel toe, accompanied by the tight top that exposed her complete midriff, and had her tits breasts barely contained. She purposely made sure they both got a nice view as she put water on the table and asked what they wanted. Jake quickly answered.

I’ll have a screwdriver and she’ll have water. How about some appetizer for myself, unfortunately today she’s on a restricted diet, so nothing for her.

The waitress flirted with both, and dutifully took the order smiling and nodding as she did. If nothing else it was clear that the club knew exactly what its customers wanted and made sure they were getting it. Jake actually gave the girl little more than casual passing attention and put his hand down on Jenna leg as the show continued. While several of girla plopped themselves in some executives' laps, and tried to entice them for some private time, the dancer on stage continued to strut her stuff, do some primal gyrations before swinging on a pole in the center of the stage to the music. Jake just rubbed Jenna’s leg his hand getting close but never quite reaching were they joined.

I think there are lots of beautiful women here, but you’re hotter looking than any of them and getting better all the time.

What Jenna might or might not have noticed was that men weren't only leering at the employees but a few had taken a nice long look at her.
 
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There was his hand again on her leg. God she loved how that felt. She smiled and felt her cheeks flush a little as she moved closer to him. She looked around, still trying o take everything in. High class was a good description and it was certainly nothing liked she had seen on TV or what she had ever imagined. And but for the fact that she had just walked in from outside, it almost felt like it was late night. It seemed strange that so many guys... clearly professional guys would come to a strip joint in their lunch hour, have a little fun and a different kind of lunch, before heading back to the office to make more deals in the afternoon. She looked back to Jake.

"Is this how where you spend your lunch hour when you're at work?"

And then a thought struck her.

"Do you come here with my Dad?"
 
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The music continued to blare as the girl danced and strutted her stuff, and stuff she had, as her augmented breasts defied gravity, and her toned ass cheek shook and quivered as she bounced about. Jake’s hand continued to boldly caress Jenna leg, his fingers running along the inside of her leg as they waited for drinks to arrive.

I’ve spent many a lunch here when time allowed. Can’t beat the ambiance.

He smiled as he said it, the Platinum Club had ambiance if that was the word for it, the place had a very distinct style and energy. The dancer had moved to the edge of the stage, so patron could touch and put bills into what remained of her outfit. The girl teases them, even briefly speaking to a few, clearly trying to entice them. Only the most intrusive of advances were rebuffed, and those only in the politest of ways. While the music winds down and the girl scoops up the money, the scantily clothed waitress returns with Jake’s drink and Jenna’s glass of water. Jake hands her a bill and then a tip, which she offers her exposed tits for him to slide the bill between. He does it, will little fan fare, though from her position Jenna gets an excellent view of the mounds trying to escape from the waitresses top. Jake takes his drink and takes a sip, as he answers Jenna’s second question.

Yes, I’ve been here with your father, in fact he brought me here and showed me the place soon after it opened.

As he said it, his hand just grazed her pussy, but neither lingered nor went beyond that. The girl that had been on the stage soon reappeared at the edge of the stage, her tiny outfit restored and once again barely covering her significant assets. She moved about the tables seeing if any of the patrons would like some private time with her. The music soon picking up and starting again, as another, sexy young girl took the stage.

He likes when the those young hot girls give him private lap dances and more.
 
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She chuckled a little to herself as she looked around some more. Without thinking, her own hand moved to Jake's thigh and moved softly up and down, her fingers curling around the hard muscle and gazing against the adjacent leg. As she looked around, this time she imagined younger versions of Jake and her Dad visiting the place sometimes for 'lunch' (although she didn't imagine there was much more than salted peanuts consumed). She imagined them sauntering up to the bar, confident and cocky, sitting there sipping malt scotch watching the stage performance or the girls who were walking around. Paying for a performance... Maybe in private. She couldn't see where the private room was. She was learning things about her father that no daughter would normally hear. Seeing him as a man rather than as a father.

As she looked around, she met the gaze of a man ho was sat two tables away. He was older than Jake... A lot older, maybe by 10 years...more. He was well dressed in what looked like an expensive suit. Balding. Overweight. He was staring and smiling. She felt her cheeks flush again and she quickly looked away. But as she did so, she noticed another man. Forties. Another good suit. Another grin.

She was suddenly aware of her drink being placed on the table. She looked at the girl and thanked her and then looked at Jake.

"Isn't that what almost every man enjoys."
 
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Of course they do, it’s only those that lie that say they don’t, or they don’t like girls, it’s that simple.

Jake smiled in appreciation as Jenna moved her hand to his leg, to reciprocate the attention he was giving her. It was just another example of the changes that were part of her transformation. Jake could see other men enviously staring at his slut, wishing it was them, they could buy the fantasy, the girls here more than willing to sell it, and these men had the wealth and power, but most went home at the end of the day, just like Jenna’s father, or even like Jake used to, to a normal regular dull life. Jake just wasn’t willing to do that anymore, and Jenna was the perfect thing to solve his dissatisfaction with her prior marital arrangement. His ex would have never gone into a place like this, gotten tattoos or being pierced, let alone dress as Jenna was now dressed. Every one of those things made Jenna more attractive and for Jake more of a woman than he ex could ever be. She was becoming the complete package, the perfect woman of his dreams, and for however long it lasted, he planned to enjoy it. So as he talked his hand now gave more attention to area between her legs.

Oh I think some of the girls are in it mostly for the money, but I think most of them enjoy the attention they get from these men. Yes most of the men are old enough to be their father, but maybe that too is the thrill of it. I think everyone here is getting something they want. What is it you want slut?

Even as Jake asked the question the waitress returned and deposited the appetizers on onto the table in front of Jake. She continued to flirt and flaunt her assets, even with Jenna sitting right beside him. Of course at that moment both of them had their hands in the other’s lap, while the waitress asked if they needed anything more. Jake just smiled back and answered.

Not right now, I think I have everything I need, but if I do I’ll let you know.

There was clearly a sexual innuendo in to the exchange, and the waitress must have assumed that Jenna was just another possession of a rich and powerful man, and as such she was free to get a piece for herself.
 
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What did she want? Here she was sitting with a man old enough to be her father. She most certainly enjoyed the attention Jake had given her over the last few days. He hadnt given her money but he had spent money on her. He had to all intents and purposes paid to change her or at least to start to change her. He had paid to change how she dressed. He paid to decorate her body. Perhaps the difference between her and some of the girls in here though, she thought, was that the payment were not what had her sitting next to him. Instead it was something very different... Power... No, not power, at least not in the corporate sense. Power over her maybe. Authority. Control. Jake had a presence and it was something she connected with.

She looked at him as he asked his question. She jumped a little, gasped as she felt jake's hand a litle more firmly between her legs. She was still tender from the recent attention. She was aware of the girl returning, placing down the plates. She saw the way she looked at Jake. Flirting. Instinctively Jenna's hand squeezed Jake's leg just a little.

"What do I want? I'm not sure I know anymore. I want to be with you...in your company... in your hands. Beyond that...I ...I don't know. And besides ... I didn't realise that what I wanted mattered. I thought it was about what you wanted."
 
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That you want to be with me is good enough. That you have desires are important, without them you don’t have passion or energy. And what I want is for you to give in to them, to let me have everything you can give without restraint or reservation.

Jake took a bite from the platter while the music continued and his hand lightly rubbed her, being somewhat cognizant of her condition. So he talked and ate, while enjoying both the entertainment and the close presence of his slut. The overtly sexual activities continued as the girls danced, talked, and flirted with the patrons, occasionally leading them to the private VIP area.

So are you hungry?

The meaning was clear, and yet he hadn’t yet let her know how it was going to be accomplished. Jake was enjoying the place, and wanted to see how his slut would react to such aggressive sexuality and power. While he waited for her to answer, a stocky gentleman stepped up to the table, accompanied by one of the sexy hostesses.

Hi Jake, nice to see you here! So who is the sexy girl with you?

This is Jenna. Jenna this is Mark the owner of the Platinum Club.

Nice to meet you Jenna and if you tired of hanging with this old dog, I could always use a new girl, especially one with your assets.
 
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Jenna smiled and sipped her water, ice cubes clicking in the glass as she tipped it up to her mouth and back down again. As loud as the music was, there was something soothing... Relaxing about where she was. Sat next to Jake, in physical contact with him. She could,honestly say that no man... Boyfriend or lover... Had ever made her feel like she did then, although finding the words that explained that feeling was proving difficult. As Jake asked whether she was hungry, she took another sip and smiled behind her glass.

"Since I've known you, I always seem to be hungry."

Almost before she had finished what she was saying, she was aware of someone else talking to Jake. She turned to look at him, the remains of the smile still playing around her mouth and her eyes bright. She blushed as the man complimented her. As Jake introduced them to each other, mark held out his hand which Jenna took. He gave her hand a soft squeeze and then lifted it, indicating for her to stand up. She could hardly refuse but she cast a slightly nervous look over her shoulder to Jake as she stood. Mark, still holding her hand, stepped back a little and made no effort to hide the fact that he was looking her over...quite literally inspecting her. He moved her hand, silently indicating for her to turn around, which she did. She noticed the same two men from earlier checking her out at the same time.

"Very nice Jake. Very nice indeed." Mark said. Jenna didn't quite know what to feel. She was a little embarrassed to be ogled so obviously but at the Sam time, there was something...exciting about it.
 
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The hand Jake had between her legs never left as he talked to Mark, and if the man or even the waitress noticed no one said a thing. The conversation continued to be casual as Mark inquired as to his friend.

So where is Mike, haven’t seen him in awhile.

Oh he’s been on a business trip, and out of town. He should be back any day now.

Well I know Candy misses him, there’s something about him, she really likes.

I have no doubt.

Jake said with a smile, never revealing to the man that Mike was his slut’s father. Still as he talks, he starts to think about something, and sees if Mark might help him.

Hey Mark would you be willing to have Candy show my girl how to do a proper lap dance.

Sure guy no big deal, I’ll have her meet you in the VIP section, but you better not tell Mike, he might just get jealous.

Oh I don’t know I like playing with the things Mike thinks are his.

The two men laugh, before Mark disappears to find Candy. Jake finishes takes another bite, then casually leads Jenna back to the private rooms.
 
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Jenna didn't need to be a genius to pick up almost immediately that the 'Mike' they were talking about was her own father. Candy? She thought to herself. Somehow it didn't quite fit for her Dad... but then she had never imagined that her Dad would have frequented somewhere like this - as up market as it might be for a strip club. 'Candy' of course seemed like a name that was not at all out of place in a strip club. She was still thinking about her Dad and what it was that Candy was particularly attracted to when suddenly her thought processes were interrupted as she realized what Jake had just asked... just agreed with Mark. Her head snapped around to look at Jake, wide eyed, surprised.

"What? Lap dance? I don't... what if..." She watched as Jake simply took a bite and then stood up and took her hand. He simply smiled and then led her away from the table.

"I don't know how to... I've never... oh god" Jenna was half laughing at the thought of what she was about to do and then suddenly she wondered who the dance was going to be for. She knew enough now that she couldn't assume that it would be for Jake and certainly of course there was nothing to say that he would be the only man in the room.
 
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When she said she didn’t know how to lap dance, Jake just smiled back with a devilish grin. The grip of his hand tightened as he guided her to the back of the establishment, taking her to the area designated V.I.P. Lounge. The lounge was another good size room, which had a small stage at one end for the more private shows and served as a waiting spot the guys and girls to meet up. Along the larger room were doors that led to much smaller private rooms were customers could spend one on one time with the girls, get private dances, and in some cases even more. So they stood with Mark chitty chatting about irrelevant things while they wait for Candy to arrive.

Soon enough a gorgeous girl scantily clad girl in high clear heels came strutting in, confident and self-assured. The kind of girl that knew all eyes were on her, and even if she was about Jenna’s age, there was a stark difference in how they carried themselves or at least for now there was. She came right up to Mark and kissed him, and then cuddled up against him.

Someone told me you had a new girl to train?

Sort of, Jake here has a girl, that he’d like you to show her how to lap dance.

She looked Jenna over, before giving her a series of instructions.

Okay darling let's all go to that room over there. You sit in Mark’s lap, and I sit in Jake’s. Now do as I do. Just let it come naturally.

Candy led them to a vacant room, where they could do this in private.
 
RE: A Lesson in Babysitting

Jenna held onto Jake's hand as Candy looked her up and down. She shuffled a little from her left to right foot. When Candy said they would go into a private room, everyone followed her without saying anything. Both men knew of course what to expect although they had no idea what Jenna about how Jenna might get on. They stepped into the private room, which was still quite spacious. It had red walks and a thick plush red carpet. There were two leather chairs which were not designed to sit back and relax in. Both men sat down with the chairs perhaps 6 ft apart. Both men sat upright in the chairs, their knees spread wide. Following Candy's example, Jenna moved into that open floor space between Mark's knees.

"Keep looking at Mark. Smile. Let your hands move over your body as you dance." Candy gave the instructions as she danced in front of Jake and Jenna did what she was told. She was hesitant for a while but as the music played, gradually her body began to move in time with it. Mark smiled as he watched her, occasionally focusing on her hands as the moved over her hips and stomach and tits. There were no rules about not touching the dancers.., at least not in here and it only took a minute or so before Mark's hands came up and rested lightly on her thighs as Jenna continued to dance. Somehow she didn't mind the feel of his hands on her body and if anything she swayed a little more provocatively.
 
RE: A Lesson in Babysitting

Mark and Jake watched as the girls start to dance, their motions meant to garner and entice the attention of the man before them. Candy’s movements were smoother, more provocative and clearly more experienced, yet Jenna was clearly beginning to get into it. Comfortable with her body, and clearly proud of it, Candy showed it off, for she wanted the attention of men, especially powerful, strong and older men like Jake, Mark, or for that matter Jenna’s father. When Candy bent over to give Jake an unobstructed view, she didn’t mind when he reached out and touched her tits, only moving away, as she wanted to tease him a bit, get him exited. Candy adored Mike because he was so forward, and where most men were all talked, he backed every word he said up. Since they often came in together, she’d never had an opportunity to be alone with Jake, and as she wasn’t in any exclusive arrangement, she was curious if Jake was anything like Mike, especially the part of Mike she liked the best.

Mark let Candy give the lesson, while he inspected Jake’s girl. She was definitely fine, the kind of figure and body that could make serious money if she worked here. Still it took more than a body, to make money, a girl had to accept her womanhood, enjoy making her body an object for men and even some women’s attention. Over the years Mark had gleaned not only the best looking girls, but those that really enjoyed doing it. As much as the guys got turned on by what the women of his club did, almost as often his girls did too. And if the girl didn’t find the right guy in the crowd to take care of her needs, or have a boyfriend or even a girlfriend at home, they were in his office or these private rooms, showing him some of the appreciation for the job they had. Luckily he’d never even had a sexual harassment claim, as he’d never forced or even encourage a girl to do any more than they wanted to, and if anyone had been harassed, he’d be the one that was most harassed.

That’s nice, very nice. Jake you definitely have a catch here.

When Jenna didn’t say a thing, and continued to follow Candy’s instruction, his hand began to take a little more opportunity, running over her body when she was close enough. He never got out of his seat or grabbed at her, he simply took what was offered. Candy instructed Jenna to turn around and for her to follow Candy's example as they wiggled there asses right in front of both guys. Showing her how to rotate and undulate her body for maximum effect. Candy showed Jenna how to put her hands to each side of the guy, and drop her ass down into guy's lap. Both men were already starting to show their appreciation of the spectacle, by the bulges now growing in their pants.
 
RE: A Lesson in Babysitting

Jenna continued to move her body with the music and if anything, the feel of Mark's hands on her body served only to heighten everything. Candy continued to instruct but her gaze barely ever left Jake.

"Always stay in this space between his legs. Lean you upper body forward, with your back arched and your butt up in the air, so he gets a hot view of your body. Rest your hands on the arms of the chair for support. Then tease him by inching your tits closer and closer to his face or dip forward even further and rub them against his chest."

Jenna did as she was told. She looked over at Jake for moment but quickly felt Mark's hard softly on her cheek turning her head back to him. "Never take your attention off the man you're dancing for, girl. I'm the only thing that matters right now."

Jenna nodded a little and as the instruction continued, she tried to concentrate on Mark.

"Move a little further back, right between his knees" Candy said. "...so he can see everything you're doing. Take your hands and slowly start to rub your tits, like you're putting on body lotion. Touch yourself like you would want him to touch you — trail your hands down to your lower abs, work your way back up to your chest, or turn around and massage your butt. The key is to go in slow mo, so he can imagine having his hands all over you. Slowly start swaying your hips from side to side, and then move them in a figure eight. Touch yourself as you do it... Now turnaround. Hover your butt just above his crotch; put your hand on his thighs or the arms of the chair for balance. Move your butt in circles, like you're painting his package with your cheeks. Then switch to an up and down motion, like you're riding him in reverse cowgirl. Then look back at him as you grind against his body."

As each instruction came, Jenna did exactly as she was told, enjoying every minute of it - much to her surprise.
 
RE: A Lesson in Babysitting

Mark smiled as the sex young woman, took instruction from Candy. Most women were jealous of Candy, calling her all kinds of things, but in the end their men came to her willing and wanting, for she knew what men wanted, and deep down she enjoyed being their fantasy. In reverse she enjoyed and was thrilled by the strong, take charge, know what they want and aren’t shy about it type of guys. Jake’s friend Mike was one of those guys, and Candy always looked forward to him coming in, though she wouldn’t tell Mike, but she always wanted to know if Jake was like him, because she expected they were very similar in personality.

Candy could do the motions without even concentrating, so she could talk as she danced, her skill at arousal and sexual innuendo honed over the last few years. Jake reached up and put his hand on her ass, which would have been a no no, and against the rules, but she only continued the education.

Normally I don’t let guys touch, they can look all they want, but only I can do the touching, however, I think this time we’ll not follow that rule. Now you can get into their laps like this, and lean your body back against them as you move in their laps.

Candy pressed her back against Jake’s chest, her gorgeously firm and most likely surgically enhanced tits jutting out, barley contained by her flimsy and tiny bikini top. Jake’s hands come up and caress her tits through the top. Candy leans in and asks Jake a question that Jenna can just hear.

Mike, enjoys when I can him daddy, do you want to be my daddy too?

Jenna would then realize that Candy was a brunette like her, and even though looked different, there were several similarities between them. As she asked the question Candy reached behind her back and removes her top, so that her firm gravity defying tits were now totally exposed and available to Jake’s touch. Jake of course put a hand on each and began to knead them, beneath his fingers.

Sure baby, I’ll be your daddy.

Mark laughs as the other two have escalated their play. Though Jenna was new and inexperienced, he was a little more cautious, but still wanted to test the waters, so when she comes to put her ass in his lap, his large strong hands reach out and rest on each of her hips, if no complaint he lets them slide up and down her legs till they too start to ride up her sides.
 
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