Dance Club Humiliation Stripping
By "mohawk" <[email protected]>

Here is a story I just wrote about a real club in Denver, Colorado. It
really does allow people to dance and strip if they wish and can be pretty
erotic.  I did get drunk one night and take off my top but that was all.
What would you and your buddies have done to me if you had caught me like 
this?  Enjoy the story and let me know what you would have done to the young, 
innocent me. 

Luv, Christine
 

We went to the club because it was a good stress reliever.  The club is a
strip club that has Friday and Saturday night dancing on their dance floor.
Customers are allowed to dance and if they wish they can pull off clothes,
flash, etc.  It was fun after a stressful day to go and watch others get
wild.  I had been there with coworkers numerous times to drink and dance but
had never done more than to occasionally flash my bra or flip my skirt up to
reveal my panties.  A bunch of us from my office went on a Friday to watch
the people and, I guess it was an overly stressful week because I began to
get pretty well drunk and rowdy.  My coworkers were a pretty close knit
group and we were really having fun dancing and critiquing the paid dancers
as well as the people dancing who were stripping off clothes.

As the night wore on, the guys started to really tease me about being a
prude and so forth.  I was getting pretty brazen and got up on the floor in
the middle of the crowd of people and began to dance with a couple of other
girls from the office.  I usually would just quickly flash my blouse up to
reveal my bra but was feeling no pain and began to do a sort of bump and
grind in the direction of the guys from the office and slowly unbuttoned my
blouse from the top until I reached the button just at my bra.  I teasingly
opened it in their direction and bent over so they could see my bra covered
tits as I squeezed them with my arms.  This brought a hoot from the guys and
even though other patrons of the club were already dancing topless and some
in just panties (Denver didn't allow total nudity) all eyes seemed to be on
me.  Next I began to unbutton my blouse from the bottom up until I reached
that one remaining button by my bra.  As I twirled, I raised my blouse to
flash the bra again.  I was wearing a rather lacy black bra and again the
guys laughed and encouraged me.  The girls I was dancing with were also
flashing bras and panties and laughing so I wasn't really embarrassed. 

As the song ended, we returned to the table, laughing and joking.  The guys all
clapped and laughed along with us.  I had not bothered to rebutton my blouse
and so it hung open except for the one button.  As we continued to have fun,
I noticed that the guys would do quick glances at my cleavage when they
thought I wasn't looking or sometimes even jokingly reach for the last
button and say things like, "Nice dance, Chris.  Why not show the rest of
it." or "Hey, next round is on me if Chris loses the button." 

As I said we were a real close group and I eventually relented and stood up. 
I walked over to the guy who offered to buy the drinks, undid the remaining 
button, and yanked my blouse open in his face.  He laughingly shoved his face
between my boobs and did the classic shake your head back and forth between
them.  Everybody laughed and I sat down again after playfully shoving him
backwards and teasingly scolding him.  He bought the next round and I
remember shots were included.  I like shots but don't do real well on them.
I now sat with my blouse open and my bra showing to the whole table and club
for that matter.  I began to notice guys from other tables or along the bar
glancing our way also.

I got up to use the restroom and three of the other girls followed.  They
all still had at least one button of their blouses closed so they were not
showing as much as me, although I think they all looked very sexy.  As we
walked by the bar many of the guys whistled or made rude comments that we
smiled at but we just walked by and ignored them.  As we returned, we passed
one table with what looked like college aged guys at it and one of them
said, "I'll buy the next round if you open the bra and let me see those
tits."  They all laughed at this and thought we would keep walking. 

I turned and said, "Show your money."  He was a little flustered but he
produced $20 and waved it at me.  I laughed at the other girls and turned to
him, with my back to our table.  I reached for the front clasp of my bra and
undid it.  I held the two ends together and slowly, teasingly opened my bra
little by little until the whole inside curve of both breasts was exposed.
I kept my nipples covered and said, "Are you ready big boy?  Give my
girlfriend the money, I don't trust you."  He virtually threw the money at
one of the other girls and sat waiting for me to continue.  The others at his
table were really getting excited but I told him to pull his chair back from
the table.  He did and I straddled him, which made my skirt ride up very
close to the bottom of my panties.  I had him hold the sides of my blouse to
either side of his face as a sort of wall so no one else would be able to
see.  As he did this, I pulled open my bra and showed him close up my naked
tits. 

He whooped and hollered while the others at his table groaned and
complained that they couldn't see anything.  He was a pretty nice kid and
laughingly said, "I have another $20 in my shirt pocket if I can kiss your
nipples." 

Like I said, I was feeling no pain by this time and said, "OK,
but do it quickly. AND NO BITING!"  He leaned forward and kissed at my
nipples alternately for a couple of seconds until I pushed him away and
said, "OK, that's enough."  I pulled the bra back over my breasts but 
didn't hook it closed.  I reached in his pocket, took the $20, blew him 
a kiss, and walked away.  As I left, I said to the table as I leaned 
forward, "Goodbye boys.  Have a nice night."  As I leaned forward, the 
bra fell away just enough for them to get a quick peek at my left nipple. 
They all groaned, clapped and laughed as I left.

We got back to the table and the guys there gave me a really hard time
laughing and calling me a slut.  The guys complained that they worked with
me on a daily basis and hadn't gotten to see my breasts.  One of the girls
said, "I've seen them and they are perfect. Round, creamy, long nipples.
You guys would love them." 

They groaned and laughed as did I and I said, "You know the old saying, 
'Money talks!'"  This got them all wound up and they began to laugh and 
throw their wallets and bills onto the table.  I laughed and thought 
they were kidding until one of them said, "Well?" I looked at their 
faces and knew they really wanted to see them.  It is one thing to flash 
a stranger who you will never again see, but quite another to show your 
naked breasts to people you see and work with every day.  But as I
said, I was drunk and getting excited by all the attention so I said,
"Alright boys, you asked for it.  I won't be responsible for any heart
attacks." 

With that, I pulled my blouse open, reached for my bra and pulled
it slowly open.  As my nipples were exposed, the combination of air
conditioning and excitement made them almost hurt as they poked forward.
They all cheered and clapped making comments like, "Be careful, you could
put an eye out with one of those." and  "See, I told you they were perfect."
"Take it off, Chris, Take it off."

Well, I was having fun so I took off the blouse and the bra and threw them
to the middle of the table.  I sat back, laughed and took a big drink from
my beer.

About that time, another good song was played and the girls all got up to
dance and pulled me along.  As I said, people on Fridays and Saturdays can
dance in various states of dress and I saw that many of the people were as
nude or more so than me by now so I just went with the flow.  The other
girls from work opened their blouses and bras (but kept them on) flashing
everyone.  We danced the next few songs and I soon forgot I was topless and
again began to bump and grind, lifting my skirt, showing my panties, rubbing
my fingers across my nipples, etc.  It was really a rather liberating
feeling.

We returned to the table and sat down.  I reached for my blouse and bra and
saw that they were missing.  I looked at the guys and they all had big,
goofy grins on their faces.  One of them said, "I have them and you don't
get them til we are ready to leave.  This moment may never come back and we
want to savor it." 

I laughed with the rest of them and said, "You're damn right it won't 
come again.  You guys are animals. Ha Ha."

The other girls sat with their blouses and bras open so I didn't really feel
too weird.  We sat and talked about a lot of things including work and soon
I pretty much didn't even think about being topless.  Of course, the guys
didn't look me in the eyes the rest of the night as they couldn't get enough
of my breasts.  Every once in a while to give them a hard time, I would say,
"Yo guys, I'm up here!'  They would laugh, blush a bit and say things like
sorry, etc.

Another good song came on and the girls were ready to dance again.  I got up
and one of the guys yelled, "Hey lose the rest, Chris.  I still have some
money left."  They all laughed at this and someone else yelled, "Yeah, let
me die a happy man."

I just laughed and said, "In your dreams you pervs." and walked on to the
dance floor.  As we danced, I couldn't help feeling a bit wicked and I
purposely danced as sexily as I could, grabbing at my breasts and running my
fingers down under my skirt and across my crotch.  The guys and most of the
bar stared and clapped and cheered.  Two of the girls from the office danced
beside me and I saw them wink and begin to grind against me.  We danced this
way, and really got some cheers going.  One of the girls grabbed my hips and
pulled my ass to her crotch and began to grind, simulating fucking me in the
ass.  I laughed and ground back at her.  I didn't realize it until it was
too late, but she worked her hands up to the waist band of my skirt and
unbuttoned it.  She then, while shoving her hips toward my ass, pulled the
zipper down and let the skirt fall to the dance floor.  I looked over my
shoulder at her and laughingly cussed her out.  I was having too much fun to
really pay much attention to what a scene this must have been.  I kicked my
skirt toward the table and one of the guys picked it up and waved it over
his head giving a sort of "Yehaw" yell. 

I was now clothed in only my black, t-bar panties and my heels.  I didn't 
even think what I must have looked like.  Now the girl behind me was 
replaced by another girl that wasn't with our group and she really grabbed 
my hips and humped her hips against my ass. She even went so far as to run 
her fingers under the tbar on the back of my ass.  She didn't pull it 
aside of anything to make me notice so I didn't think about it.  She kind 
of pushed on my back to make me bend over even further and another girl not 
with our group grabbed my hands and placed them on her hips.  She was 
facing me and wore only panties also.  She began to hump toward my face so, 
in the heat of the moment, I simulated giving her head.  I was aware that 
this was creating quite a scene because the rest of the dancers on the 
floor, which was packed, were getting in real close to watch.  The guys at 
the table were cheering and being typically obscene, yelling things like,
"Eat her!" and "Fuck her!"  Somebody even yelled out, "Spank her ass!" 

I was actually loving it and having a great time.  That
particular song came to a stop and I straightened up and laughed.  The two
girls dancing with me gave me a sandwich hug and kissed me on both cheeks.
One of the guys from my table yelled out, "Come on give her a real kiss." 

I looked at him and he was laughing so I smiled at him and said, "You want 
to see a real kiss?  Well, girls know how to kiss."  With that, I grabbed 
the head of the girl that had been in front of me and planted big, wet, 
sloppy kiss on her lips.  She was a bit stunned at first but quickly grabbed 
my head and pulled me back for a second kiss.  This time, she shocked me by
shoving her tongue into my mouth.  When we parted, we both laughed and
hugged. 

The other girl who had been behind me said, "Hey, don't I get one."
I laughed and turned to her.  We both did a rather theatrical kiss with her
bending me over like the old thirties movie kisses.

I went back to my table to a standing ovation and noticed that my skirt was
now among the missing items.  I put my hands on my hips and kiddingly
scolded them.  They just laughed and gave me another drink.  Everyone was
really loaded by now and we were getting pretty rude and loud but nobody in
the place seemed to notice that, since everyone was getting rowdy.  Another
dance set came on and the girls at my table said they had to go after this
set so we should dance one more.  I was beginning to really feel the effects
of the drinks and thought it might be a good idea to try to dance off some
of the alcohol.  We told the guys they better dance this time because we all
had to leave soon.  They reluctantly got up with us and began to dance.  The
girls and I really rubbed against each other a lot and were greatly
encouraged by the guys to go for it.  We did get pretty lewd at times but
kept laughing and moving.  I told my coworkers that I wanted to see some
skin besides my own.  They all laughed and began to pull their clothes off.
The guys were down to open shirts and underpants in no time dancing with
thrusting motions towards all the girls on the floor.  The other girls with
me lost their blouses and bras and one took off her skirt also.  (One
wouldn't take hers off and said she was on the rag so we let her slide.)
I noticed that the two girls that had danced with me earlier were again on
the dance floor and heading my way.  They were both down to wearing just
panties also. 

We again began to dance as before with me in the middle.  I pretended to 
ass fuck the girl in front of me while holding her hips with my hands. 
The girl behind me did the same to me.  In the second song of the
set, I felt the girl behind me begin to move her hands along my back and
massage as she traveled toward my shoulders.  It felt so good that I shut
my eyes and began to push back against her.  I didn't really realize it
until a couple of seconds after that her hands had traveled under my arms
in their massaging motion, and she actually massaged my breasts very slowly
for just a second.  She then moved her hands back to my shoulders and
rubbed.  As she rubbed, she pushed me forward once again causing me to bend
at the waist.  This caused my ass to grind against her pussy and my face to
be level with the girl's ass in front of me.  The guys dancing around us
formed a tight circle so they could see better and kept dancing.  Some of
the guys I was with began to deliberately bump against me every so often
causing my tits to bounce as they hung below me.  Sometimes a bump would
cause my face to actually make contact with the girl's ass.  I would
apologize, but she just looked over her shoulder and said, "Hey, don't
apologize.  It feels great."

In fact, she turned around so that I was now holding on to her swaying hips
with her panty covered pussy just inches from my face.  Somebody circling us
said, "Eat her, Baby," and pushed into to girl in front of me causing her
pussy to rub against my nose.  I remember being able to smell her quite
well.  She, in fact, seemed rather excited when my face made contact with
her pussy.  I was thinking about this when I started to realize that the
girl behind me was now massaging my butt rather vigorously.  It felt really
good.  So good in fact that it took me a moment to realize that in  her
massaging, she had moved the t-bar to the side and was actually exposing my
asshole and pussy as she rubbed. 

I looked over my shoulder to say don't and began to move my hand back to 
pull my panties back in place when a male hand grabbed my wrist and a 
voice said rather gruffly, "Leave it!"  I was, to say the least, shocked 
at this and tried to shake his hand off my wrist.  I began to reach for his 
hand when another male hand grabbed my other wrist and held it in place 
also.  I now found myself bent over on the dance floor in the middle of 
a tight group of people with my hands being held on both sides, my ass 
and pussy exposed by a girl behind me and a panty covered pussy staring 
me in the face. Before I could really react, someone else reached out of 
the crowd and ripped the panties of the girl before me down her thighs. 
As this happened I again heard someone say, "Come on Eat her!"

The circle closed in so that her pussy was forced into my face.  She was
almost as shocked as me but did begin to rub her pussy all over my nose and
face.  In fact, she began to hump her pussy on my nose, using it to get off
on.  The girl behind me was getting braver at the urging of the crowd and
she began to rub her fingers up and down the crack of my ass and all the way
to my pussy.  I tried to kick and close my legs but hands shot out of the
crowd holding me in place.  I felt her being pushed forward by the crowd
and she dropped to her knees and began to eat me with gusto.  I was really
beginning to sober up by now but couldn't do much.  She began to munch on my
clit just as the girl in front of me gave out a moan and grabbed my head
forcing my nose deep into her pussy.  She rubbed and rubbed cumming with a
shout that brought a cheer from the crowd.  Meanwhile, I shuddered with an
orgasm to top anything I had ever felt.  Still being held in place, I
recovered from my orgasm just as I saw a huge cock looming in front of my
eyes.  It was shoved into my mouth before I had a chance to react.  At the
same time, I felt something hard and wet being slowly inserted into my
asshole as my pussy was licked.  It hurt as it entered since I had only been
fucked once before in the ass and hadn't liked it much.  Soon I was being
reamed front and back.

The guy in front of me didn't last long and pulled out of my mouth cumming
all over my face and hair.  A general cheer went up but quickly died away as
I heard people say, "Oh shit" and "Fuck, let's get out of here."  The crowd
around me quickly dispersed and I was released from the iron grip that had
kept me in place.  I slumped to the floor as the tongue was removed from my
pussy.  I lay on the floor exhausted but with someone still lodged in my
ass.  Whoever it was wasn't moving and I looked over my shoulder to see who
it was. 

What I saw made me cry out.  Someone had shoved a beer bottle into
my ass and had been fucking me with that.  I reached around to pull it out
just as the cops came to the dance floor.  They pulled my arms behind my
back.  The beer bottle was still sticking out of my ass.  I began to cry and
begged them to pull the bottle out.  Instead, I felt handcuffs being placed
on my wrists.  One cop said, "No can do, Girlie.  Not until we can get some
pictures.  That's evidence of lewd behavior if I ever saw it.  I'm not
getting this one thrown out of court on a technicality.  I want proof."

I lay there crying and through my tears noticed that the place was pretty
well empty except for a few people and a lot of police.  I choked back tears
and was horrified to see a cameraman with a camcorder come in along with
another guy taking still shots.  They took lots of pictures as the cop
holding me to the floor grabbed the beer bottle and began to laugh as he
pulled it out part way and then shoved it back in.  "Looks like it's still
half full.  We better let her finish her drink before we take her in."

The others all laughed at this as he shoved it back in and shook it around.
Beer began to shoot into my ass and I cried.  I saw my clothes in a pile
under the table where my coworkers had been sitting and begged to be allowed
to get dressed.  The officer in charge pulled the beer bottle out of my ass
and told me to stand up.  I struggled to stand, but with my hands handcuffed
it was difficult.  I made it to a standing position and my hands were
released from their bonds.  My clothes were thrown at me and I was ordered
to get dressed.  I did so and was again handcuffed. 

I was being led out of the club when the officer in charge said, "Hold it. 
She forgot something."

With that, he reached up under my skirt, pulled my panties aside, and shoved
a full bottle of beer up my pussy.  He then pulled my panties back over the
bottle and pulled on the waistband of my panties firmly holding the bottle
in place.  "In case she gets thirsty on the way.  And besides, when she
strips again at the station for the rest of the boys, they'll get a big kick
out of that." 

They all laughed at this and pulled me to the police cruiser.  They threw 
me into the back seat and forced my legs up over my head where they were 
tied to straps attached to the cage between the front and back seat. 

"There you go miss.  Drink up.  You have a long night ahead of you. We love 
to watch the prisoners with cunts like you.  They really know how to put 
on a good show."

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The author welcomes ideas for continuing this and for other stories.  Send your positive communications to "mohawk" <[email protected]>