Strip Tease (Lesbian Stories)

Chapter 4

Elle's P.O.V

I heard a soft grunt and looked up to see Charlotte frowning in her sleep. I didn't think anything of it and pulled out my laptop looking through my emails.

"N-no! Stop! Stop it please! E-Elle!" Charlotte was screaming in her sleep and panic started rushing through me.

I jumped up and ran over to her. "Charlotte wake up babe, it's just a bad dream." I tried but she didn't wake.

"Charlotte I'm here. It's Elle I'm here wake up." I said softly in her ear and her eyes fluttered open. Her eyes started watering and bottom lip started quivering.

"S-she had me Elle." she whispered crying.

"Shh no one is going to get you with me around. Lay back down and go to sleep." I said trying to stand up but she grabbed my wrist.

"Will you lay with me, please?" she asked. She sounded so broken and there was no way I could deny her.

I nodded my head and she slid over to make room for me. When I laid down she scooted closer to me nuzzling her face in my neck and breathing in deeply.

"You smell wonderful" she said and giggled.

"Thanks babe." I said with a chuckle.

After a minute or two her breathing evened out and I knew she was asleep. I untangled her from around me and tucked the blankets under her chin.

I walked over to my desk and there was a almost silent knock on my door. I got up and walked over to it.

"Candy, hey babe what's up?" I asked.

"Here's your half of what I made tonight." She said smiling and handed me a wad of cash.

"Very good babe. Great like always." I said and kissed her cheek. She blushed and walked away.

I decided to go downstairs to the bar to see Starla and get a drink. As I was walking down the hallway I heard various moans ranging from guys to girls. I just smiled proudly and kept walking.

When I got to the bar I sat on a stool and immediately had people walking up to me to say 'hi' or compliment how great the club looked. I greeted them and said thank you before I caught a certain person trying to grab one of the dancers off stage.

That's one of my main rules: Do not grab a dancer while she is performing.

I walked over to the man who was obviously intoxicated way past his limit.

"Excuse me sir, I'm going to have to ask you to keep your hands off of her." I said firmly.

"What I'm just trying to have a little fun" he slurred.

"Leave. Her. Alone." I stated through clenched teeth.

"Why should I? She's just another whore." and with that he grabbed her ankle which caused her to land on her backside and let out a cry of pain.

Without thinking I brought my fist back and forcefully connected with his left cheek. I looked down at my now purple knuckles and when I looked up I was met with a blow to my nose. I brought my silver blade out of my pocket and held it to his neck.

"You really wanna do that?" I asked with a twisted smirk ignoring the blood now running over my top lip.

He looked at me will horror filled eyes.

"You better learn to listen, now get the hell out of here and if I see you in my club again I will personally butcher you. Got it?" I asked.

He nodded his head quickly and stumbled back.