Thursday May 04, 2023

Miranda was pissed, so pissed that she just couldn’t sit still and do nothing… not again.

Instead, after having stewed all night about it, and having perhaps one or two glasses of wine too many, she finally decided to do *something*.

Unfortunately, looking back at her message history in the cold light of day, it didn’t just seem stupid… but probably harassment that would get her fired.

She sighed and turned off her phone, no longer wanting to look at the naked selfie she’d sent her captain, nor the message that accompanied it.

Instead she got dress and headed in to the station house, more than likely to get fired.

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Miranda was smiling from ear to ear when she left Captain Davidson’s office… not only wasn’t she fired, she’d actually gotten the undercover assignment!

It was off the books, for the time being at least, Davidson had said that he appreciated the initiative she’d taken, he’d still already assigned another officer to the job and he couldn’t just yank them from it. Instead, he’d offered her a chance to go undercover unofficially at the a second strip club that was owned by the same group but he didn’t have the funding to go to both… officially at least.

Well, that was fine with her, once the other officer failed and was reassigned, she knew the Captain would make her’s official.

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Miranda stood in the dressing room of the strip club, several of the other dancers openly laughing at her.

“What?” she exclaimed and several just left, but one came over and shook her head.

“Oh dear, what are you wearing? You’ve never worked in a strip club before have you?”

She looked down at her dress, it was a long dark blue number that covered just about everything. She then looked at the tiny bikini the other woman was wearing, did a double take at the other girls wearing similarly skimpy outfits and realized her mistake.

“But… but… how are you supposed to strip when you’re not wearing anything to begin with?” Mirada got out.

The other woman gave her a matronly smile, “Oh honey, it’s not about stripping… it’s about letting the guys get an eyeful on the floor… and then a handful back in the VIP…”

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Miranda swayed her hips and gave a little tug on her pigtails as she stood in front of the man that had brought her back into the VIP area, she had to admit she was getting pretty good at this.

Not that it was surprising, she’d been working at the club for two months and Dorothy had really been a great help. If she was honest with herself, which was hard seeing as how confident she had been when she had taken the assignment, without Dorothy she wouldn’t had lasted past that first night.

She let go of her pigtails and grabbed hold of her breasts, squeezing them together as she stepped forward and then straddled the man’s lap. He placed his hands on her hips and she leaned forward to press his face between her breasts and then jiggled them up and down.

Dorothy had been right, it was all about them getting a handful in the VIP. A handful of her hair, a handful of her breasts, a handful of her ass, a handful of her pussy.

Those first few weeks had been a challenge, it had seemed so wrong to let the clients do… any… of that to her. But Dorothy had been there at every step of the way, helping her to get used to it.

They’d started hanging out together at the club, and then back at her place after work. They talked a lot, and the more they talked, the more sense Dorothy seemed to make. The first time Dorothy had said that one day Miranda would be turned on by they clients manhandling her, she’d laughed out loud.

Now though, as the client slipped his hand under her skirt and grabbed her ass as she took her top off so he could suck on one of her nipples, all she could do was moan, and rock her hips, wishing to god that his dick was in her pussy instead of in his pants.

It wasn’t long before she was naked, rubbing her as against the clients crotch, his one hand squeezing her breast, the other furiously fingering her pussy, and her orgasm getting closer and closer.

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Miranda’s head bobbed up and down as she knelt in front of the client, sucking his cock, desperate for him to fill her mouth with his cum.

Things had gotten out of control and Miranda knew it. She was horny the moment she stepped foot in the club and it didn’t let up until well after she left.

It had been so bad a couple of weeks ago, that after work she’d back to Dorothy’s and not only licked Dorothy’s pussy until she came, she’d let Dorothy pound her pussy with a strap-on!

Things had only accelerated from there. Dorothy had been very helpful before, but now she was in complete control of Miranda’s life. She told her what to wear, how to act, which clients to take to the VIP, which clients to suck, which clients to fuck. And Miranda just couldn’t say no.

Miranda had even moved in with Dorothy just this week!

She felt the man stiffen and she pushed down all the way onto his cock just in time for his cum to hit the back of her throat and her own orgasm to roll over her.

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Miranda looked down at the two giant orbs that were plastered to her chest and smiled.

“Thank you Mistress for giving me such big beautiful tits.” she said as Dorothy smiled, standing beside her as the doctor removed the bandages.

“Your welcome.” she replied and then turned to the doctor and started to have a conversation about Miranda, but that didn’t include Miranda.

Miranda was too distracted by her tits to really pay attention though, when Dorothy told her she’d been getting them she hadn’t known exactly how to feel, but now she did. Now she couldn’t wait to get to the club and show them off to all of her regulars.

Best of all though, she couldn’t wait to get *new* regulars with them.

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“Do you understand Mindy?” Dorothy asked as Miranda laid back on the couch.

“Yes Mistress, I understand.” she replied.

“Tell it back to me then.”

Miranda nodded and then started to repeat the instructions, “The client is a very important man, I must make sure to please him in any way he wants. I should drain his balls at least twice and make sure he knows that I love every drop of cum he gives me. He can use any hole he wants, no restrictions.”

A little shiver ran through her as she said the words, enhanced by the fact she was wearing a parody of one of her old uniforms. It made the whole thing even dirtier for some reason.

“Alright. Don’t disappoint me.” Dorothy said with a stern look and then turned and walked out of the room. Miranda knew the client was already in the next room, waiting.

The instant he walked in she gasped and almost orgasmed as he walked over to her. He smiled and sat down on the edge of the couch and pushed her over a bit, “Hello Miranda.” he said.

“Hello Captain Davidson.” she said breathlessly as she reached out and stroked his arm.

Moments later his face was buried between her tits and she eagerly wiggled them against his face.

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“So, how was she?” Dorothy asked as Josh walked into the room after returning from a long, and loud, session of fucking Mindy.

“Perfect.” He replied and smiled, “Was she any trouble subduing?”

Dorothy shook her head no, “Not in the slightest. The naive little thing was so full of herself that she never even considered that a stripper could outsmart her. I had her so drugged up with the spiked wine I gave her at my place that she was putty in my hands in no time.”

“You haven’t lost your touch at all Dorothy, not one bit.” the captain replied.

“Well, you have your own set of skills. I mean, how did you manage to keep all of this from the rest of the force?”

Josh’s eyes twinkled a little, “Well, as you said… naive. She was so eager to prove herself that she didn’t even question why I needed a power of attorney or a dozen other papers signed. Once I had that, it was easy to send in her resignation letter. And once she moved in with you, I simply sold everything else she owned, quite legally too.”

The both let out a slight chuckle in mutual admiration.

“So what now?” Dorothy asked.

“Well, I expect her to drop by my place once a week for a night, but beyond that you can do what you want with her.” Josh replied.

Dorothy nodded, “Perfect. A pleasure doing business with you as always Josh.”

“You as well Dorothy. Oh, by the way, how did Officer Williams work out at your other club?”

“Oh very well. Once she returned after her cover was ‘blown’ and quitting the police force, she was quick to pick right back up where she left off. She’s one of my top earners now. If you have another other… problem officers you would like to send my way, just let me know.”

Josh chuckled and nodded, “Will do, for sure.”

He then left the apartment knowing full well that it was only a matter of time before another officer got too big for her britches and he’d be reaching out to Dorothy once more.