One Last Strip Tease

Chapter 5: s*x in the Shower

As Laurie waited in the office for Candy after her dance boot camp, her dried sweat sticky and skin cold, she heard Candy and John speaking outside the door. Keys jangled in the lock and Candy popped her head in.

“Okay, so you can have a shower now, just follow me. Here are your towels." Candy handed Laurie a fluffy white towel as well as some clothing. Laurie smothered the deep sigh of relief that escaped and covered it with a cough.

A corner of Candy's glossy lips arched and she said in a humorous tone, “When we're not working, we're allowed to wear clothes. Thank God."

Laurie laughed quietly. “I can't wait to put these on. Thank you."

“No problem. Here's the bathroom." Candy opened a door and turned on the light. Laurie was hit with a blast of cold and shivered.

Candy plugged in a small heater and turned it on. “It should warm up in a few minutes. I'll leave you to it. Take your time." Then she added in a whisper, “Bart's waiting outside." Her eyes were ripe with meaning.

Laurie nodded, knowing Candy referred to one of John's men. He was guarding her so she couldn't run away. She hoped that was the only reason he waited outside. As soon as Candy left, Laurie locked the door.

Though her surroundings were unfamiliar, the solitude of the bathroom invited her to relax. It was comfortable with a wall-to-wall mirror, a large sink and deep basin, and a large walk-in shower with a clear glass partition. A plastic chair sat in a corner of the shower.

Removing her stripper wear, Laurie looked into the mirror and hardly recognized herself. She looked dull and sad. In one day, her captors had taken away so much of her happiness and hope. She noticed the sleeker lines of her body from all the exercise and lack of calories but didn't take any pleasure in it.

Stepping into the shower, she turned on the water. The forceful blast from the shower head startled her as it began to turn off and on in a strange rhythm. How in the world could someone shower like this?

Stepping under the pulsating stream, which began to change in rhythm like an intensifying dance song, Laurie let the water soak every strand of her hair, lifting her hair off her shoulders, and turning around to face the stream. She enjoyed the feeling of the clean water streaming over her and cleaning off the filth of the day.

The massaging effect of the water began to stimulate her senses and she felt faint tingles of pleasure throughout her body. As the sensations intensified, Laurie moaned, lathered up the soap, and began to wash herself, starting with her breasts and belly and irresistibly moving downward.

Laurie had always m*********d to relieve stress when she lived alone and the temptation to do so now was greater than ever. She was alone, sad, stressed, and unexpectedly horny. It would bring her some much-needed relief. Despite everything, she couldn't get that cop out of her head.

Suddenly realizing that the showerhead had another function, she grabbed it and rinsed off the chair. Sitting down, she parted her legs wide, and let the pulsating stream of water do its magic to her. Throwing her head back, she quickly climaxed.

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*John*

“Dios mio!" the one-way mirror fogged up slightly as John muttered to himself in Spanish while pleasuring himself. This was his favorite spot when he wasn't sitting behind his desk counting the profits of the day. Some of the girls suspected he was there and loved to put on quite a show for him. They were smart enough to make the connection that a hot, sexy bath meant their outfits and living costs were suddenly cheaper for the week.

Only two girls had so far discovered that seeking him out after their shower and letting him f**k them as long as he wanted, would reduce those costs to basically nothing so they could pocket almost all their earnings, except of course, he never actually let them keep any of it.

He stored all the girls' money in a large safe and they only recorded copies of his ledger. What actually happened to all their cash was for him to know and for them to never find out!

This new blonde, redhead, whatever she was, was so sexy. The way she stimulated herself with her legs spread and her head leaning against the wall turned him on so much.

Her body was undeniably beautiful, but it was more than that. Her personality had strength and simultaneously, an innocence, that in combination was completely unique and made him respect her just a little.

John knew that same unique quality would have men coming through the club doors in droves to see her.

He had to keep a close eye on her, so no customer stole her from beneath his nose. She was his, his money-maker, and his woman…or would be very soon anyway, and if his keen intuition was on target, she'd never been with a man before.

At the thought of taking Laurie's virginity, John groaned loudly as his juices spurted in a thick fountain. Wiping his still-hard p*nis that didn't shrink a millimeter, he decided he'd pay Laurie a nice visit after her shower.