Nine months of undercover work and this was all she had to show for it… another interview at another club.
Well, that wasn’t quite all she had… her gaze dropped to the two massive orbs on her chest and she pursed her dick sucking lips together.
She hadn’t expected to get either when she’d started her assignment, in fact she’d been firmly against any kind of plastic surgery, but she had to admit both had been useful.
Her breast augmentation had given her access to another class of clients at the two clubs she’d worked at so far. It had been a hard lesson to learn, watching the other girls with their fake tits take all the high end clients that would be the only ones to have any real information about the organization behind the clubs.
Her DSL’s on the other hand were the only reason that any of those clients loosened their lips as she sucked them off in the VIP.
So it wasn’t true that this interview was the only thing she’d gained from her work, she’d taken out a few small time operators with the info she’d sent back to HQ as well.
It was just that such little progress seemed… inadequate in comparison to the sacrifices she’d made.
She sighed and closed her eyes for a moment, listening to the soft musak playing in the background. This club was a big step up from the last two, she was sure she was going to find out more information here than she could in the other ones.
At the moment, it was quiet, they didn’t open for another few hours, and she was hoping she could get started right away.
“Ms. Tails?” a voice called out and Bambi opened her eyes and turned her head towards the voice.
“Like, here!” she said in her sugary sweet voice that she’d been using for her “Bambi Tails” character.
These last few months she’d even found it easier just to think of herself as Bambi instead of Estella, so she didn’t have to worry about slipping up.
“Mr. Stone will see you now.”
Bambi smiled and stood up, “Thanks!” she chirped and wiggled her way to the back office where the distinguished white haired Mr. Stone sat behind his desk.
He stood up and gestured towards one of the chairs in front of his disk, “Please take a seat.” he said.
“Thanks honey.” she replied and sat her ass down in the fake leather of the chair.
“So I hear good things about you Ms. Tails from Roger over at the Pink Lady…” Mr. Stone started.
“Oh my gosh, like Rogey is such a cutie! giggle” He wasn’t, Roger was in fact a fat, disgusting pig, but that was neither here nor there at the moment.
“He says you have a real… talent… in the VIP Ms. Tails. Lots of happy customers.”
She nodded and smiled, “I, like, just love pleasing the guys in the VIP. It’s like, tots my thing. And, like, call me Bambi.” she replied, giving her tits a shake.
“Of course Bambi. Well we’ve recently had one of our Top Shelf Club girls ‘retire’ and Roger thinks you’d be a good fit. What do you think of coming over here and see how things go for a while?”
Bambi smiled and bounced in her chair, “Oh my god, like, I’d love it! giggle” she squealed.
“Good, good. There is just one minor item before you can start… it’s kind of a trial run if you will.”
Bambi nodded, “Like, I could give you a… trial… right here…” she said, licking her lips seductively.
Mr. Stone smiled and shook his head side to side, “Oh, you misunderstand Bambi. I’m not the one you need to try out for. He’s waiting in the VIP just down the hallway.”
“I’m sorry, like, Bambi misunderstand’s lots of things… Bambi’s kinda silly that way.”
“No problem Bambi, just make sure you take your time and ensure you provide a very good time to the client.”
Bambi nodded and then stood up, quickly wiggling her ass out of the office and down the hallway to the only VIP room with someone in it. She double checked her hair and makeup, then slipped her glasses off and into her purse, before she stepped inside.
It was pretty dark and she couldn’t really see the man’s face, especially without her glasses on, but it didn’t matter. She slowly approached him and sat down on his lap.
“Hi baby, like, you wanna have some fun with me?”
Even through the bluriness and darkness she could see the smile on his face and the slight nod. She let out a little giggle and then straddled his lap, pushing her tits into his face and he reached around and grabbed her ass.
It wasn’t long before she was naked, on her knees, wrapping her tits around his dick. With each push down the tip popped up between her tits and she wrapped her lips around it.
She didn’t notice him open her purse or take her glasses out, she was too busy sucking his dick.
“I want to cum on your face.” he said, simply and matter of factly.
“Oh, of course baby!” she replied and wrapped her hands around his dick as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes.
“That’s good Bambi, now hold still and keep your eyes closed.” he said and then she felt her glasses being slipped on.
It didn’t take long for her tugging to get the job done and spurts of cum splashed over her face, lips and dripped down to her tits.
A shiver ran through her as a small orgasm crashed over her. When it passed, she licked her lips and pushed as much cum into her mouth as she could, before she opened her eyes and looked up through her cum stained lenses to see David.
Captain David Reese, her boss.
“Ca… Ca… Captain?” she stuttered out.
David shook his head no, then took his semi-ridget cock and slapped it against her face several times, “No, no, no. Bambi doesn’t have a Captain. Bambi has big fake tits. Bambi has big fake lips. Bambi has a big oral fixation. Bambi is just a big dumb fake stripper slut.”
Each sentence hit Bambi like a ton of bricks, sending shockwaves through her.
He slapped her face with his dick several more times before continuing, “Now, what are you Bambi?”
She let out a little whimper before replying, “Bambi is a big dump fake stripper slut…”
He slapped her face harder with his dick, “I didn’t quite hear you…” he said.
Bambi’s eyes went wide and she grabbed her tits, squishing them together, “Bambi is a big dump fake stripper slut!” she cried out, then grabbed hold of his softening dick and sucked it into her mouth, getting every last drop of cum she could from it.
David walked into Trevor’s office, a smile on his face, “So I assume she passed her trial?” Trevor asked.
David chuckled and nodded, “Yep. Sure did.” he replied.
“Then I assume I can count on your continued cooperation keeping the police out of my business?”
David nodded again, “As long as I can drop by and see Bambi once… or twice a week.”
“Drop by any time, she’ll be working pretty much seven days a week. And if she’s not in when you arrive, just let the front desk know and they’ll get her here ASAP. I’ve got a nice little condo setup for her across the street with a lot of my other girls.”
David raised an eyebrow and this time it was Trevor that chuckled, “Yes, of course you can visit her there if you prefer.”
David nodded and turned to leave, then stopped and turned his head back to Trevor.
“Say, you wouldn’t be interested in a little blackmail would you?” David asked.
Trevor shook his head, “Of the police commissioner? No, I tend to stay out of internal police politics.”
David nodded, “I’m not surprised, probably a good policy overall… but if you change your mind, you have my number.”
“That I do, that I do.” Trevor said and then David turned and left.
