Chapter 2: Building Tension
As the words left Ruby's lips, Kitty emerged from the shadows, her lithe form draped in a silken robe that shimmered with every step she took. The hem of her robe pooled around her feet, revealing a pair of towering stiletto heels that clicked authoritatively against the marble floor.
Kitty's eyes locked onto Eric, curiosity and interest sparking within their depths as they swept over his slender frame and unassuming features.
"Of course, Ruby," Kitty replied, her voice smooth and mellifluous, like a melody wafting softly on the breeze. She strode purposefully towards Eric, extending a slender hand in his direction. "Eric, was it? I'm Kitty. Pleasure to meet you."
Eric blinked, surprised at the sudden turn of events, but found himself unable to resist the pull of Kitty's gaze as she introduced herself. He fumbled for a response, his tongue tangling into knots as he stammered out a reply.
"N-nice to meet you, Kitty." His hand was swallowed by hers, her grip strong and reassuring in its warmth, as if she could somehow sense his inner turmoil and was there to guide him through it.
Kitty's eyes danced mischievously as she took in his flushed cheeks and awkward demeanor. "Come on, Eric. Let me show you around." She kept a firm but gentle grip on his hand, leading him through the maze of velvet drapes and dimly lit corridors like a seasoned guide navigating treacherous terrain.
Eric couldn't help but feel both comforted and overwhelmed by her presence. Though she was petite and slender, Kitty radiated a quiet confidence that seemed to command attention and respect from everyone they passed.
"Here we are," Kitty announced, pushing open a heavy velvet curtain to reveal a dimly lit room, complete with a plush velvet couch and a low coffee table adorned with a silver ice bucket and several glasses."This is one of our private rooms.
It's a little quieter and more comfortable than the main floor," Kitty explained, gesturing towards the luxurious furnishings as Eric took in the plush surroundings.
The room was an oasis of calm amidst the chaos of the main floor, the velvety drapes covering all windows and muffling the thumping bass from outside. Eric couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him as they entered the room, the heavy curtain acting like a protective barrier against the onslaught of sights and sounds beyond.
He sank into the soft embrace of the velvet couch, feeling the weight of the world melting away as Kitty poured them each a glass of champagne.
The bubbly liquid danced on Eric's tongue, igniting a fire in his belly that seemed to awaken his senses in a way he'd never experienced before. He felt suddenly alive, his skin tingling with anticipation as he leaned back against the plush cushions, gazing up at Kitty with unabashed curiosity.
"So, this is a private room?" he asked, his voice growing stronger and more self-assured by the hour.
Kitty nodded, her eyes sparkling in the dim light as she took a sip of her champagne. "Yes, darling. This is where the real magic happens. It's where men like you can explore their deepest desires without fear of judgment or reprisal."
Eric felt his pulse quicken as he absorbed her words, his mind racing with the infinite possibilities that lay before him.
"So, what kind of desires are we talking about here?“ he asked, trying to sound more confident than of the scared kid that he truly was.
Kitty gave him a knowing smile as she leaned closer to him, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Well, Eric. That‘s entirely up to you.“
She let her words hang in the air, allowing him to absorb their weight and meaning.
He knew what she was suggesting - she was giving him the opportunity to explore his sexual desires with complete freedom and without judgment.
Eric swallowed hard, the sound echoing through the room as he tried to calm himself. His heart raced uncontrollably, beating against his chest like a drummer at war. He couldn’t help but feel apprehensive about what lay ahead. Kitty noticed her partner's unease and sought to soothe him. With gentle fingers, she began to stroke his leg reassuringly, attempting to ease his tension.
Kitty studied him with expert eyes, her expression softening as she recognized the uncertainty etched on his face.
"Eric, you seem uncomfortable," she said sympathetically. "This is a new environment for you, but I assure you, there's no need to be anxious."
Eric felt the warmth of her touch on his skin and appreciated her soothing gestures, but it didn't completely alleviate the resorting feeling in his smiles.
"Thank you, Kitty," Eric said hesitantly. "I'm just nervous because this is my first time at a strip club" Eric confessed, his voice barely above a whisper.
Kitty's brow arched upward, she followed up by asking, "Is your girlfriend being a bitch?"
She said it with a mischievous grin, attempting to lighten his mood.
Eric glanced away, letting out a heavy sigh. "No, I wish that's what it was. I'm a virgin." shaking his head.
Kitty acted professional, but deep down she was reeling with excitement. She had an innocent virgin in her grasps who had no idea the situation he was in.
Kitty took a moment to process the new information before replying, "Oh, I see." She reached out, gently touching his cheek with the back of her hand. "Don't worry, Eric. We'll take good care of you here, I promise."
Eric couldn't help but feel comforted by her words. He looked into her eyes and saw a genuine kindness there, despite the fact that she worked in a place that society deemed as immoral.
You need to know the ropes if you want to make the most out of your visit."
The words "make the most" filled Eric with a mixture of excitement and dread. Was he really ready for the wild temptations that awaited him in this clandestine den of pleasure?
"Rule number 1, don't touch unless they tell you too." She said followed with "That's about it."
Eric blinked, still unable to shake the feeling of disbelief that had settled upon him at that moment. A virgin, at a strip club? He would have never imagined that he would find himself in such a predicament.
"I can tell you are still confused, here let me help you think straight."
Kitty murmured, as she leaned in to whisper in Eric's ear.
Her words danced on his skin, tickling him mentally and physically, making him feel both excited and fearful of the unknown. Her scent, a mix of jasmine and vanilla, wafted around him, dizzying him as he tried to gather his thoughts.
"Rule number two, they call the shots. If you want to play, follow their lead.
They know better than you." Kitty murmured, her breath warm against Eric's ear.
Goosebumps prickled up his arms, as he tried to absorb all the new information. His mind raced with questions, but his thoughts were scrambled, and his heart pounded in his chest like a war drum.
Kitty studied him intently, her eyes glinting with curiosity. "Are you ready Eric?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Eric hesitated for a moment, his mind swirling with anticipation and anxiety.
Before he could answer, Kitty had begun massaging his crotch.
His body responded immediately, and Eric could feel his cock begin to stiffen and swell beneath her deft touch. She rubbed him through his jeans, using just enough pressure to tantalize and tease without relieving the mounting pressure.
"You see, Eric," she whispered in his ear, her voice dripping with seduction and sin, "it's important to listen and follow the rules. But sometimes, breaking them can be even more fun."
With that, she unzipped his fly and pulled his hard, throbbing cock out into the open air.
He gasped as she wrapped her fingers around it, her touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body.
"God, you're so big," she whispered, her voice dripping with desire.
Eric's heart raced as she began to stroke him, her movements smooth and practiced, as if she'd done this a million times before. And maybe she had, he thought, but the thought only served to heighten his arousal, fuel his primal desire to claim her as his own.
Kitty smirked, her knowing gaze locked onto his, as if she could read the X-rated thoughts swirling through his mind. And perhaps she could. After all, she'd been doing this quite a bit longer than he had.
She tightened her grip around his pulsating shaft, her delicate fingers tracing the swollen veins and contours, as if trying to memorize the terrain of his desire.
Eric groaned, his muscles tensing as his coiled spring of lust threatened to snap at any moment. Kitty placed a finger up to his lips to hush him, but then slid it in his mouth.
Eric obediently started sucking, tasting her lingering sweetness on her delicate fingertip. He couldn't believe this was happening. Here he was, a naïve college student sampling his first taste of the adult world, in the private room of a notorious brothel, led by a charismatic and beautiful transsexual woman.
Kitty slowly started moving her finger in and out of Eric's mouth as she began kissing the tip of his cock.
Her eyes never left his as she swirled her tongue around the sensitive head, teasing him to the brink of madness.
"Fuck, you're so good at this," Eric muttered, his breath hitching as she took him deeper into her mouth. She hummed in response, the vibration making his entire body shudder with pleasure. She pushed him back on the couch, her hands roaming over his body, exploring and conquering every inch of his flesh.
Kitty reached down, pushing his jeans off his hips and exposing the rest of his stiff cock.
It throbbed and twitched in the cool air, eager to feel her tender embrace once more. Kitty's hands roamed over every inch of his body, her touch delicate yet firm, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through his veins.
Her mouth enveloped his engorged head and sucked gently, swirling her tongue around the sensitive flesh. The deeper she went, the further she pushed her finger down Eric's throat.
His body reacted instinctively, gagging as she forced him to take her in. But he didn't fight. Instead, he let her invade his mouth with her digit, exploring him in ways he never imagined possible.
Meanwhile, her tongue lashed at his cock, skillfully coaxing it to full hardness. Eric bucked his hips, grunting as her tongue and lips danced around his shaft.
Her finger in his throat, her thumb on his balls, the combination of sensations was almost too much to bear. He could feel his release building, his muscles tensing in anticipation of the impending explosion.
Feeling he was close, Kitty took Eric's cock balls deep in her throat. She grabbed his balls and tugged them down a little and stuffed 3 fingers in his mouth to gag him.
Holding him in place like this, she started sucking him off like she hadn't eaten in days. Her tongue swirled and licked around his shaft, while her mouth kept a perfect vacuum seal around his cock. She sucked him with the perfect amount of force, squeezing his balls rhythmically so that he could feel an overwhelming sensation rushing from there to his dick.
Eric's body shook with intense pleasure. He never knew it could feel this good. He threw his head back and started to release his seed.
It was as if a dam had burst within him, his essence surging forth in a torrent of white-hot pleasure.
Kitty accepted every drop, her mouth working eagerly to drain every last drop from him, a mix of relief and fascination washing over her. She had expected Eric to last longer, especially for a college student who was a virgin. However, she was pleased that she satisfied him in the way she did.
Eric lay panting and trembling from the impact of his powerful orgasm, which robbed him of his strength.
He felt exposed, vulnerable, and yet strangely vulnerable, as he lay there with his pants around his ankles and his cock still damp from Kitty's mouth. His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath, and his entire body tingled from the intense pleasure that coursed through his veins.
Kitty smiled at him, her lips glossy and wet from their lovemaking. "Your turn."
Kitty whispered coyly, her eyes glinting with mischief as she broke the silence between them.
Eric's eyes widened with surprise. "W-what?" He stammered, still trying to catch his breath from the intensity of his orgasm.
"You heard me." Kitty replied, her lips curling into a cheeky grin. "You satisfied me earlier, and now I want to return the favor."
Eric gulped, unsure of what to expect.
Kitty dropped her robe to the ground revealing an exquisite body. That's when Eric noticed the large bulge in her panties.
It was unmistakably the outline of a throbbing cock.
"Holy shit," he muttered, his eyes wide with fascination and terror. "You're transgender?"
Eric finally managed to squeak out, his eyes fixed on the impressive outline of Kitty's cock.
Kitty nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. Is that a problem?"
Eric shook his head frantically. "No, not at all. I-I've just never...you know."
Kitty chuckled softly. "Yea, we are changing that."
Kitty smirked, a devilish twinkle in her eye. She crawled over to Eric, her full breasts brushing against his bare thighs as she moved.
Eric took in every inch of her stunning naked form with rapt fascination. Her toned abs and curves were intoxicating, and the trail of light hair leading downwards from her navel was a roadmap to what he'd been missing out on his entire life.
Kitty wiggled out of her panties to reveal a cock that was larger than Eric's.
He couldn't help but stare at the pierced dick, an intricate pattern of loops adorning the underside.
"You like it?" Kitty asked, giving it a few teasing strokes. "It's my favorite toy."
Eric swallowed hard, nodding dumbly as he continued to stare at the glorious sight before him. He couldn't believe this beautiful creature was about to fuck him.
Kitty climbed on top of Eric, straddling him with her knees by his neck.
She grabbed his head and guided it towards her cock, never breaking eye contact. Eric felt his heart pound in his chest as she pushed him downwards, urging him closer to her throbbing erection.
"Do you want it, Eric?" she whispered seductively, her voice dripping with desire.
Eric nodded, unable to utter a word. His mouth felt dry, his pulse quickening as he prepared himself for what was to come.
With a deep breath, he parted his lips and swallowed her cock, taking it to the back of his throat in one swift motion.
Kitty gasped in pleasure, her fingers threading gently through his hair as she began to fuck his mouth with slow, steady thrusts.
The taste of her cock was unlike anything Eric had ever experienced. Salty and slightly bitter, yet rich and musky. It was as if he were tasting her very essence, and he found himself growing more and more aroused with each passing initiation.
Kitty's breathing became heavier, more labored, as she continued to fuck his mouth with increasing urgency.
Eric wrapped his arms around her thighs, holding her in place while he sucked and licked every inch of her shaft, reveling in the salty taste of her skin.
With her free hand, Kitty reached down between her legs, her fingers finding and stroking her swollen clit in time with her thrusts. Eric watched her in awe, mesmerized by the sight of her pleasure.
Suddenly, Kitty's body tensed, and a ragged moan escaped her lips. Eric felt her cock swell and throb, and he knew she was about to come.