Lakelyn Chapter 12 #3
Today was an eye-opening day for me. After watching Tyrant with Mattie at their garage, Mechanical Monarchs, we spent two hours there, and then we were off to the next business.
It was the hidden dispensary, Bangin’ Bud, where they sold weed.
That was new. I’d never been near weed and had no idea all the forms it could be sold in.
The gummies had been a shock to me. Jury and Haze worked there, and they took me through the medical uses that some of their customers had that the marijuana helped with.
I had no idea there were so many. I left with a different opinion of them selling it.
After we left there, we went to see the King’s Guard, the security, protection, and bodyguard company they owned.
Howler was there. He managed it, though Crypto helped.
However, at the moment, Crypto had his hands full with what he was doing at the clubhouse with help from River.
Each business and manager was different yet uniquely suited for the business.
The last stop before going back to the compound was the strip club.
It was the one I wasn’t looking forward to.
It wasn’t because I judged the ladies there for stripping or prostituting if that was their wish.
We all did things, and desperation could’ve led me to this.
It was the thought of Tyrant seeing them naked.
What did that do to him? Yes, I was secure in my looks and body, but it didn’t mean I never compared myself to other women and wondered if I might be lacking.
And since Tyrant and I were new and hadn’t had sex, it was a bigger concern.
I had the sluts to deal with. How many of these women had he slept with?
It was late afternoon, so he explained that the club wasn’t open for business before we entered.
I saw cars in the lot, so those had to belong to employees.
Going inside, I found it wasn’t as gloomy as I imagined.
The lights were on. The place wasn’t sleazy, either.
It was somewhat classy, to be honest—another surprise.
Its name was Sin & Strip. I thought it was rather catchy.
Brutus and Satyr ran it. Both of them were there and greeted us.
I returned their hellos, but I was distracted by checking out the place.
A man was behind the bar, putting alcohol away.
Undoubtedly, he was a bartender. A woman was sweeping the carpet.
There were two stages. They both had a pole erected on them.
I’d heard strippers’ workouts were a great way to tone your body.
I just didn’t think I could do the pole without hurting myself.
I walked off to get a closer look at the stage.
I jumped when a woman behind me said, “I can show you how it’s done.”
I whipped around to find Alice from the clubhouse standing there. She was smiling. She was the nicest of the sluts. I smiled but shook my head as I took in her appearance in a leotard and tights. She looked so sexy.
“I’d love to do it. I hear it’s a helluva workout, but me on the pole equals me on my ass or head. Thanks, though.”
She laughed. “I’ve done that a few times, but you figure it out and go at your own pace. It’s a great workout. Here, let me show you. Come with me. They’re busy chatting anyway,” she said, indicating the guys.
Seeing them in deep conversation, I let her lead me up the stairs onto the stage.
She had me stand there while she disappeared behind the curtain at the back of it.
Moments later, music began pumping through the speakers.
Alice came out and went straight into a routine.
She was graceful, sexy, and very talented.
When she started her pole work, I was beyond impressed.
Alice was strong and sensuous. She didn’t remove her clothes, but I could see people paying to watch her dance without them coming off.
She was that good. When the song ended, Alice came back to me.
Clapping got our attention. Tyrant, Satyr, and Brutus were coming toward us. Tyrant wore a look I couldn’t decipher, and the other two were grinning.
“Looking good, Alice,” Brutus said.
“She’s wonderful,” I agreed.
“Are you looking for a job?” Satyr asked me.
I choked, and as I did, Tyrant growled. “No, she’s not coming here to strip or waitress, and she sure the fuck won’t be doing the back. Do you want me to tear your head off? I’m not having my future old lady doing that.”
Shock appeared on Alice and Satyr’s faces. Brutus smirked and said, “About goddamn time. I’ve been waiting for you to claim her. I suppose this happened last night when you two left the clubhouse.”
“We talked. I jumped the gun, but she’s gonna tell me tonight whether she will or not. You offering her a job here isn’t helping, dumbass,” Tyrant hissed at Satyr.
“Tyrant, it’s alright. I’m flattered he thinks I’d be able to do it. Alice was sweet enough to show me how to work the pole. It’s great exercise, but I don’t think I can do the pole. She was showing me one of her routines. You were great, Alice. I loved the dance. It was very sexy. Thank you.”
“Y-you’re welcome. If you’d like, I can show you the dressing room and where we keep our costumes and stuff if you want the full experience. That is, if Tyrant is okay with it.” She gave him a hesitant glance.
“It’s up to Lakelyn. However, if other dancers are back there, they’d better behave. And no backroom tour. Would you like that, bébé?”
“I’d love it if Alice has time. I also want to see the backroom. I need to know what conditions the others work in,” I said firmly. He’d said they worked in good conditions with security, and I wanted to see it for myself.
“Bébé—”
“Don’t. I need to see it, Tyrant.”
He said nothing for a few seconds, then sighed and nodded.
“Okay, let her see. It’s not the time for anyone to be here anyway, so it’s safe.
Just don’t leave her alone, and when you’re done, bring her to me in the office.
I’m trusting you with her, Alice. Don’t let me down. ” The warning was in his tone.
“I won’t, Tyrant. I swear,” she responded.
Tyrant came up to me and swooped in, kissing me. He took his time, and my brain went fuzzy. When he ended it, I was scrambling to think. “See you in a while,” he told me before he walked off with the guys.
“Are you ready for the tour?” Alice asked.
“I’m more than ready. Lead on.”