The Dragon's Den Chapter 1
Dragon's Den 1st Floor Casino and Bar
Jack had been crunching the numbers for the 1st floor bar and casino and was now just coming back from getting the second floors time slips. Most of the time, they never added up to what the money was. Jack knew this time would be no different, so he stopped by the bar to grab a drink. He quickly there together himself his favorite brew, called Dragon's Blood. He, though however he wasn't quick enough when he heard Sandra's voice. Sandra was the head barkeep down on the first floor, but like all the girls worked up on the second floor when she had a client. She was a reddish vixen of about 160 lbs and 5' 9" tall. She was very beautiful and amongst the client favorites. She had a nice, but firm hourglass body and her DD cups fit her perfectly. Most of the time, Sandra was very sweet, caring and a bit playful, but when aroused, could be very naughty. Many of times she had come on to Jack, and many of times he had told her he didn't want to get involved with any of the girls, however that really never stopped him, Sandra could seduce anyone she wanted to. Jack really didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment, he was swamped by work, and even though he hadn't thought about it in years he was now thinking about his recent past.
"Hey Pimp!" She called.
Jacked heaved a heavy sigh and put down the bottle of rum he had used, "Sandra, how many times have I asked you not to call me that?" He asked.
"Oh, bout One-hundred Thirty-tw.... Thirty-three times, but who's counting?"
Jack just rolled his eyes and tried to head for his office, but Sandra came up beside him and put her hand up on his other shoulder to stop him.
"What's the matter hun? You used to think that was funny, back when... well Ace was still... you know" She said with a sigh.
"Yeah I know, back then we did this for the fun of it." Jack said as he stared for a moment at the papers he held in his hand.
"Hey there, why don't you let Cat handle those, she's real good at paper work." Sandra suggested.
Jack looked at Sandra for a moment, she must have known Cat had been seeing clients on the house. Jack would have let her go, but she was to valuable, clients payed a lot of money to get her, why Jack didn't under stand he had first thought when Ace hired the skunk girl men would shy away from her, not to mention she was a bit bigger than the other girls, weighing in at about 260 lbs and standing 6' 3". Thinking back now Ace had said Cat could really work a man. This must have been true most of her clients just kept coming back, in fact any time she got a new client was when she gave out freebies. Plus she was too busy, people rarely saw her on the first floor, but they asked for her all the time. Sandra took the hint and withdrew her proposal.
"Yeah, you're right, she's prolly to busy anyway," she said, "well hey lemme know when you finish those and I'll help you relax a bit afterwards, okay?"
"And just what do you mean by that, Sandra?" Jack asked knowing full well what she meant.
Sandra just shrugged her shoulders then winked as she turned to head back to the bar. "Oh and hey you never told me how or why you and Ace put this place together, I'd like to hear the story sometime!" She shouted back at him.
Jack continued to his office, once inside he turned around and shut the door, he had gotten all the way around to sitting down at his desk before noticing Champagne the only other skunk in the den. She had just turned 21 yesterday, and they had thrown her a big surprised party. Champagne was of the few girls hear who's breast size was under that of an E cup. Hers in particular were the lowest, a C cup, but that didn't seem to matter much according to her time slips. She stood 5' 1" and weighed near 140 lbs. Maybe her size is a sort of turn on for some males, he thought.
"Can I help you Champagne?" Jack asked.
Champagne looked up startled she had been rubbing her eyes when he came in and hadn't seen him step in.
"Oh, no I guess I just got a little too wasted and stayed up too late last night, I've had a headache all day and just came in here to escape the music for a bit." She replied
"Well have you taken some Tylenol?"
"Yeah, I'm just waiting for it to kick in, I've got a client in half and hour for a cowgirl special."
"Ah, I see, I was wondering about the outfit there, hmm the cowgirl special how much are we charging for that again?"
Champagne had made an arrangement with a bronco to ride him like a cowgirl while wearing a special out fit she had. It consisted of a red leather bra top laced with rhinestones, and dangling leather strips, a pair of red silk panties, red work gloves with matching chaps and cowgirl hat.
"For a regular cowgirl session its fifty bucks, but I'm charging him and extra twenty for wearing this."
"Ah I see so that's why I couldn't recall it, anyway... hey how did your annual check up go?"
"Negative."
"Ah good, that's good, oh and have you passed your bartenders exam?"
"Oh yeah I made an Eighty-eight on it, so I should be able to help Sandra out once the alcohol board faxes me my license."
"Well she could sure use the help, seems our bartenders are becoming more and more popular in the second floor rooms."
Champagne sat there for another fifteen minutes while Jack sorted through the time slips, trying to equal them out with the money.
"Well I had better get on up there before I'm late, that Tylenol has really helped me, you know you look pretty tense there yourself, maybe after my session with this cowboy I could help ease your troubles." She said with a wink and left the room.
Jack hung his head, laughing to himself and thinking "When will these girls give me a break?"
Dragon's Den 2nd Floor Private Rooms
Champagne enter the room she had told her client to meat her at. It was a specialized room pained to look like the inside of a barn, complete with a hard wood floor, an old timely bed, and a couple of pile of hay here and there. On the wall hung a lasso, some spurs even an old saddle. The saddle was manly for show, but some of the clients had found an interesting way to use it.
Champagne knew this client fairly well, this hadn't been their first rodeo together. She grabbed the lasso from the wall and waited for him to enter. She didn't have to wait long, the big bronco stepped in and closed the door behind him, before he could turn around the lasso had been flung around him, and he was pulled back till he fell on the bed. Champagne made quick work of him, tying him down to the bed then throwing her hands up like she was in a rodeo. The bronc just laughed.
"You should be in the rodeo, cowgirl"
"I was before I found this job, its much better her I get paid for each ride instead of if I get the best ride."
Champagne then started undoing his belt buckle, all the while rubbing the bulge that was his going member beneath his pants. Once she had gotten his jeans unbuttoned and out of the way she placed herself upon his cock, even though both hers and his underwear were still on. She loved to tease her clients, it was her specialty, she especially loved to tease her horse clients, just to hear them whiney. This bronc was no exception; he whinnied a lot during their previous sessions, making a lot of the girls outside curious as to what they were doing, not to mention wet to what they thought they were doing.
Once Champagne had felt that the horse's member had grown to its full length she undid the side clips her underwear had on them and dropped them to the floor. She got back on the bed placing her wet cunt over the horse's snout. He quickly took in a breath through his nose getting a good whiff of her sex. The cool air felt good on her wet puss, and felt even better when he snorted back out hot air on it. The intoxicating aroma of the skunket's sex was causing the bronc's prick to begin to leak pre. Champagne quickly began to caress the horse's long dick with her tongue, lapping up as much pre as she could while slowly pulling his underwear to massage his balls so they would release more of his sweet nectar. Meanwhile the horse began to rub his snout into the skunks twat, sticking his tongue out every once in a while to get a taste. He smiled knowing he was teasing her back. Even though Champagne loved to tease she hate being teased back, so she shoved her twat harder into his face and grabbed his member with both of her hand and stuffed as much as she could into her mouth. Not only was his dick long, but it was fat too. It filled nearly every cubic inch of her mouth. Soon she attempted to deep throat him. He whinnied from the tightness of her throat on his member, and the vibrations from it flowed into her passage, causing her whole body to shake. She quickly popped off his dick, coughing a bit from nearly choking on it.
"Ooo Hey do that again!" She demanded.
The horse, who was in no position to argue, nor wanted to quickly obliged, whinnying once again. She let out a moan of pleasure as she cummed all over his face. Thinking quickly the bronc stopped his whinnying and quickly lapped up what he could. Once she had stopped spurting her juices she stood up on the bed.
"Hey now, you cummed and I haven't even been ridden yet!"
"Oh pipe down; you think I'd be here if I couldn't handle being fucked right after climaxing, no way"
Champagne tied the lasso around his muzzle to shut him up and reached down to grab his length and aim it up into her passage, she lowered her self, making the huge dick quickly penetrate her twat. She didn't know how much of it she could take in, but to her surprise there was very little pain in it, but she could feel every inch of the protruding member and oh how she moaned, making the girls outside listening almost cum. Soon she had gone all she could the tip of his dick was at the top of her passage. Luckily she was only about six inches from his waist, she sat there for a bit letting herself get used to him before she started bouncing up and down upon him riding him just like a cowgirl would ride a bronc, with one hand on the rope and one hand in the air. She was a natural at milking cocks for all there worth, tightening her twat when she went down to add to her client's pleasure. Soon sounds were beginning to emanate from her wet sex as her juices began to ooze down his length to his balls. The scent of their sex began to radiate through the door. Sweat covered most of their bodies and droplets ran down her cleavage and bounced of her boobs. Soon he was grunting and his muscles were bulging so much the sleeves of his tight shirt began to rip.
"That's a good boy; now unleash your load into my pussy, I wanna feel you hot sweet fill my twat."
The horse tried to hold out more, but Champagne legs were tiring on her, so she tensed up her cunt as much as she could, to get what she wanted and soon enough his balls started to contract. His cum splurged out of his dick with such force it almost sent her off of him. The sheer volume of it was overwhelming; it quickly filled her womb and began to gush out all over the bed and his lap. Champagne was in sure bliss the heat of his seed sent her over the edge as she climaxed again. Her legs gave out from under her and she landed on the bronc's chest. She would have fallen off of him and the bed if had it not been for him breaking the ties that held him down and him catching her.
"I'll have to get some stronger rope next time *pant* well there it looks like your fun time is up my friend, that'll be seventy dollars even hun." She said getting up.
The bronc quickly got his shirt re-buttoned, and his pants and underwear pulled back up. He reached into his wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill.
"Well worth every penny," he said heading over to the door and before opening it saying, with a smile "don't worry about the change you were worth that whole hundred."
Needless to say Champagne felt quite flustered by the compliment as she went over to the time slip computer in the hall and punched in what she had done and then depositing the hundred into the cash registers box and taking fifty out of it for herself. After that she punched the button for the room to signal the maids to come clean it up and headed off to the coeds showers.
Ace is (c) his owner
All other char are (c) to me