Damien Kova
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Making Side Cash (RWBY)
🕑 Added 2018-07-02 17:00:03 +0000 UTCGlynda takes the stage once again, this time going without her partner, Summer.
The music slowed down to almost a stop. The lights in the club dimmed to almost darkness before there was a tap on the microphone. “Ladies and gentlemen... I regret to inform you that one of your favorites, Harmony, will not be working with us today. The poor girl is sick and in medical care. However, her partner, Grace, is still more than happy to come on stage for you all!~” A man’s voice blared over the speakers in the strip club, the lights around the edge of the stage flicking to life as the sound of heels slicked in the almost silent club.
“Come on now, don’t tell me that you don’t wanna see your favorite teacher?~” Licking her lips, Glynda smiled as the lights finally came back on and the music started, showing her leaning against her designated pole wearing nothing but a long white t-shirt that barely covered her plump rear end, a purple tie that was purposefully around her neck and not her collar, and her hair in a bun to finish off the ‘sexy teacher’ look. Of course, the crowd roared to life as she winked and blew a kiss at the people in front of her, men and women alike loving the seductive teacher angle she was going with this time around as she stripped for them. If only they knew how irony in the back of her mind about this outfit.
Though, that didn’t stop the blonde woman from pulling the bun out of her hair and letting it all hang down, draping down toward the lower portion of her back as she stepped toward the edge of the stage. “Did you miss me?~” Following with as seductive of a giggle as she could make, Glynda once again made the crowd roar in approval, dozens of bills landing on the stage as she turned around and strut her way back to the pole. A broad and bright smile came across her lips as she leaned her back against the stripper pole and started to unbutton her white shirt, playfully gasping as her large breasts flopped out but still hid her nipples under the fabric. The green-eyed woman only pressed her rear end against the pole as the music started getting louder once again, bringing her hands above her head and squatting down toward the floor.
Everyone’s eyes were on her body and she was fine with that, especially since they could all see the white pair of lace panties that matched her top. Of course, she quickly turned around and wrapped her knee around the pole, bending over backward and giving someone that was behind her a very good view of her cleavage and her nipples almost slipping out from her shirt. Licking her lips, the woman watched as he placed a few bills down on the stage. “Thanks, Cutie. Give me a call after this and I’ll take you to the private room.~” Lifting herself back up toward the pole without using her arms, Glynda let her shirt finally fall off her body, revealing her full yet perky chest to everyone around her while she was still wearing her tie and panties.
The teacher quickly and eagerly pressed her cleavage up to the stripper pole, wiggling her hips from side to side as she worked her way up and down the pole with the beat of the music, making it look like she was giving it a titjob as she danced. Though, her heels still clicked on the floor as she brought one hand above her head and the other just barely under her shoulder, lifting herself off the ground and keeping her body horizontal for only a moment. Chuckling and winking just as the beat dropped in the song she was dancing to, Glynda continued the movement and brought herself upside down, wrapping her legs against the stripper pole and keeping herself in the air as she gazed at the crowd around her.
Reaching her arms up and hooking her thumbs into her underwear, the woman watched as more bills were throw onto the stage around her, almost covering it in a layer of paper money all meant for her. “Look at all this cash. Don’t tell me that you all want to see me take more off.~” Of course they did, and Glynda knew it as she straightened out her legs and slowly lowered herself toward the floor and used the pole to keep herself straight up against it. The next part was tricky, knowing that she had to slow down as the song slowed, but knowing that she also couldn’t be too slow or things would stop being sexy. So, instead of worrying, the teacher slowly spread her legs away from the pole, exposing a slightly wet spot in her lace underwear as the music slowed to join her.
Slowly snaking a hand up from the floor to between her legs, the woman wrapped a single hand around it again, turning herself to the side in the process. However, knowing there was still a second or two until the pace picked back up, she looked a random woman in the crowd in the eyes, slowly and tantalizingly licking her lips. Once the pace of the song picked back up, Glynda brought her legs back together and quickly hooked her thumbs into her underwear. The blonde woman used her flexibility to move her knees and feet toward her head, allowing her the room she needed to slip her panties down her body, playfully letting out a gasp that only those in the front row could hear as the fabric slipped past her ankles and heels.
Now she was left in only her purple tie as she tossed her underwear into the crowd. “Hang onto those for me. I’ll be happy to take whoever keeps them home.~” An empty promise, but one that she intended to keep if security didn’t snatch them first. Spreading her legs once again while still being upside down and keeping her hands around her cunt, Glynda showed everyone who was watching her slightly wet slit, a smile on her face as she could feel dozens of eyes on her. All of them hungry for her body, craving more of her, and even wishing they could be inside of her gorgeously kept pussy. Licking her lips, the green-eyed woman moved her hands toward the pole and quickly pulled herself back to her feet, purposefully grinding her cunt against the pole and letting out a shameless moan for everyone to hear and relish in.
When she was finally on her feet again, Glynda’s song stopped and the lights came back on, a smile came to her lips. She had done just what she was supposed to, leaving her to collect the layer of cash on the stage while people went off and got their drinks. Though, that didn’t stop her from hearing some of the people talk about her dance, continuing to pick up bills as she listened.
“I didn’t realize that Grace was so talented… I wonder if Harmony can match her whenever she gets back.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it. The two started together, after all. There is no way that they don’t have the same skills, or at least, there is no way that Grace is too much better than Harmony.”
“Everyone’s still mentioning her…” With a wad of cash in her hands, the blonde woman draped her legs off the side of the stage, gesturing for Security to help her down and pick up anything that she left behind. When she was finally set back down on the floor, still in her tie and heels, she looked around for her underwear, hoping to put something on before she headed to the back. “Thanks, boys. Have you seen my underwear around?” Glynda smirked as the green-haired bouncer handed her the white lace underwear she had thrown into the crowd, stuffing what she could of the bills she picked up into them. “I should let Snow know that everyone is warmed up for her.”
Glynda nodded and quickly headed into the back, not worried about her breasts as she almost ran in her heels. “Snow, you’re up next! We’re also going to be doing a dance in an hour, got anything in mind that you’d-” The blonde fell silent as she watched Winter applying white lipstick to her lips, something about her pale skin entrancing the green-eyed woman.
“Oh, Grace! Yeah, I hope you don’t mind. I know how you don’t like everyone mentioning Harmony when you dance alone, so I figured I’d give you a partner today.” Winter turned in her chair and smiled to face Glynda, a bright smile on her face as she pulled a military jacket over her shoulders and put a military cap on her head.
“Knock ‘em dead.~”
Winter smirked as she stepped past Glynda and toward the curtain, adjusting the jacket properly. “Of course, Dear. It’s what we do.~”
