The S*x Club (Tangled AU)

The S*x Club (Tangled AU)

Commission (Parts 1-5)

Themes: Public Sex, Pole Dancing, Threesome

Summary: Modern AU where Rapunzel breaks up with her boyfriend and gets dragged to a very interesting sort of club by her friend. Things spiral from there...

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Part 1:

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Rapunzel can’t help but sigh as she stares out the passenger-side window, face resting on her palm, watching the city pass by before her. How had it all gone so... wrong? How had she wound up in this place?

“Ugh, you’re brooding again, aren’t you? Put him out of your mind, Rapunzel. He’s not worth it.”

Blushing, Rapunzel glances over at the driver, one of her few remaining friends in the world.

“C-Cass...”

Cassandra just rolls her eyes and smirks at her.

“I’m serious. You broke up. The reasons why don’t matter. HE doesn’t matter anymore. If he didn’t recognize what a good thing he had with you, then he doesn’t deserve you, plain and simple.”

Rapunzel can’t help but smile a little bit at that, feeling slightly strengthened by her friend’s words. And Cassandra was right... right? Though at the same time, Rapunzel was still struggling to wrap her head around it. It’d all gone to shit so damn fast.

One moment she and Eugene were the happiest couple in the world. They were high school sweethearts, the kind who took their relationship on into adulthood too. He hadn’t proposed to her yet, sure... but they were definitely made for each other. True Love. Or so Rapunzel had thought. But just one argument had resulted in... in this. Them broken up and her a teensy bit homeless.

Oh, she wasn’t on the streets or anything. Cass was letting her sleep on her couch. Still, Rapunzel did not currently have a place to call her own and that was... well, that was hard. But it would have been even harder to stay with Eugene after the fight they’d had and him all but kicking her out. To beg to be allowed to stay... Rapunzel had too much self-respect for that.

“Though I have to admit, I still can’t believe you cut your hair. It looks good on you, but it’s still a little jarring.”

Rapunzel bites her lower lip and raises a hand to touch the short pixie-cut her golden-blonde locks were now in. She’d barely cut her hair throughout her life. It had literally been her pride and joy, going all the way down to the floor at certain points in fact. She’d always made sure to take great care of it and Eugene had always told her he considered it her best feature.

Perhaps that was why after they’d broken up, Rapunzel had chopped it short in a fit of pique. She hadn’t been able to contain herself. One moment she’d been holding the scissors, the next she was hacking away at her tresses like they’d personally done her wrong or something. She’d made a complete mess of things, but fortunately when Cass came home she’d been able to help Rapunzel turn the mess into this cute little pixie cut she had on now.

It was a little jarring for Rapunzel herself though to not have all that weight on her head. To be able to turn her head back and forth without her hair going every which way. Honestly? It was a little freeing. Though there was one issue with it... Cass had demanded a favor in exchange for her help fixing up Rapunzel’s hair. A favor that the other girl had cashed in on now.

“Are we... are we getting close, Cass? To this... erm, club of yours?”

Grinning wickedly at her, her more adventurous and daring friend nods happily.

“Oh yeah, almost there. You’re going to love this, Rapunzel.”

Rapunzel wasn’t so sure about that but after her little mental breakdown with her hair, she also wasn’t in a position to argue. Cassandra assured her that what she really needed was to get out and about again. That going to this club was as much for her as it was for Cass. Rapunzel honestly didn’t know if that was accurate or not, but here she was all the same.

Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately for poor Rapunzel’s nerves, Cass wasn’t lying about almost being there. Not but a couple minutes after she says that the other girl turns them into a clandestine parking garage that Rapunzel wouldn’t have even noticed before. She gets them all parked and the two of them climb out of Cassandra’s car, both of them admittedly dressed to the nines.

Rapunzel feels out of place in the tight little black number that Cass has put her in. It wasn’t her dress, it was Cassandra’s, but the other girl was borrowing it. Meanwhile, Cass was rocking it in a scarlet dress and heels, completely owning the look while Rapunzel felt so absurdly out of place that it wasn’t even funny.

She’s almost tempted to say she’ll stay in the car, but before she can pitch that silly idea, Cass hooks their arms together and begins to drag Rapunzel along. The blonde assumes that they’re going to have to walk a couple blocks to get to this club... but instead, Cass takes them to the center of the parking garage where an elevator with a literal bouncer outside of it awaits them.

“Going down, handsome~”

The bouncer looks at them both for a moment as Cass gives him that line and a flirtatious wink. Rapunzel blushes as his gaze seems to trail over HER for longer than Cassandra. Was she really that out of place here? She knew it couldn’t be because he thought she was hotter than Cass or something like that. Rapunzel’s pixie cut might have removed her somewhat from the Girl-Next-Door vibe she’d always given off before, but she still felt completely out of her depth here.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity but is only a few seconds, the bouncer nods and steps aside, allowing them to enter the elevator. Rapunzel blinks as, true to her words, Cassandra sends them down deeper underground rather than up. What kind of club is under a parking garage of all places? Oh and what kind of club doesn’t have a massive line out front of it? Had modern media lied to her?

Before Rapunzel can ask Cassandra to clarify exactly where it is they’re going however... they arrive. The elevator doors open and Rapunzel is hit in the face by sensory overload. There’s music and lights and... and just so much noise that she can’t even resist as Cass pulls her out of the elevator. And on top of the noise... there are the sights too.

The blonde immediately goes bright red when pretty much the first thing she sees is a woman pole-dancing on a stage a few dozen yards away from her. Big bright smile on her face, the girl is all over the pole, discarding clothing and looking down at all of the men watching her dance.

But that’s just the centerpiece. Everywhere Rapunzel looks, she sees women and men getting it on. Also women and women. There are girls grinding on guys’ laps in suspicious ways, and then there are girls who are straight up bent over tables and visibly getting railed from behind. There are also girls cuddling with each other, lost in their own little worlds, making out and fingering one another brazenly in full view of the rest of the club.

Gawking at her surroundings, Rapunzel shakes her head and looks over at Cassandra in disbelief.

“C-Cass... did you... did you bring me to a s-strip club?!”

Looking back at her with a wide and wicked grin, looking like the cat who caught the canary, Cassandra just laughs.

“Of course not, silly. This isn’t a strip club. You can’t touch the ‘merchandise’ in a strip club. You can’t so much as cop a feel, let alone have sex in a strip club. It’s illegal. THIS, sweetheart... is a SEX club.”

Rapunzel’s eyes widen as she takes that in. Her friend had brought her to a sex club?!

“No one here is being paid anything darling. The girls dance of their own volition... or don’t dance at all. Of course, it can sometimes look like a strip club, because the gender ratio is something like sixty-forty in the favor of the guys and some girls only prefer other girls... but ultimately, it’s all for fun. Everyone is here to blow off some steam, to let down their hair and live a little.”

Cassandra glances at Rapunzel’s pixie-cut pointedly at that last part.

“I think you need this, Rapunzel. Recent events notwithstanding. But you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do... and if any guy asks anything of you, you can always say no. Kay?”

Looking around some more, Rapunzel could tell Cassandra was right. This wasn’t a strip club. There weren’t dollar bills being thrown at the girl dancing on stage, only catcalls, praise, and invitations to have fun once she was done. At the same time, Rapunzel didn’t see a single unhappy woman in the place... save for maybe herself.

Except, was this really that bad? Sure, she wished Cass had told her where they were going to begin with, but at the same time...

“O-Okay...”

She could do this. She could be more adventurous. She could be more outgoing.

“Great! I’ll go get us some drinks!”

Wait, no! Rapunzel tries to reach for Cass, but the other woman is far too fast for her. Suddenly, before she can react, Cassandra has disappeared into the crowd, leaving Rapunzel all alone. Fuck.

Feeling incredibly self-conscious now, Rapunzel hesitates and then stays next to the elevator, waiting for Cass to come back. At the same time, she finds her eyes drawn every which way. She knew she shouldn’t be looking... but she couldn’t deny that her curiosity had been piqued by... by recent events.

See, the reason her and Eugene had broken up... that big fight they’d had? It was actually to do with sex. They weren’t virgins, obviously. They’d had sex before. Rapunzel had had sex before. But only with Eugene and only ever vanilla. What Eugene called ‘boring’. He’d wanted to spice things up a bit and Rapunzel had allowed herself to be talked around to it.

Honestly, it wasn’t like she WANTED to be the sheltered girl-next-door for the rest of her life. So sure, why not see what else there was to experience when it came to the world of sex? She’d agreed to try new things, and a very happy Eugene had immediately suggested a threesome with another woman. Specifically... with Cassandra.

Rapunzel had been a little surprised by the idea, but not repulsed in any way. In fact, it had sounded like it might be fun. She’d even agreed to bring it up with Cassandra and try and get her on board. Cass was their most adventurous acquaintance from High School and Rapunzel’s good friend, so it seemed likely she would be interested in a threesome.

However, when Rapunzel brought up the idea, Cassandra had turned into a damn bloodhound. She’d started asking Rapunzel all these questions, like whether Eugene had suggested any other ways to spice up their sex life before jumping straight to adding another woman into the mix. He hadn’t, which Rapunzel had realized was a little odd. They hadn’t even done anal. No whips or chains either. Cassandra had seemed disquieted... before sending Rapunzel back to Eugene with a simple request.

At her friend’s urging, Rapunzel had asked Eugene if they could have a threesome with him and another man first. Then she and Cassandra would have a threesome with him. That... that had blown their entire relationship up. Eugene couldn’t stand the thought of another guy being with her. But HE wanted her to let him be with another girl... her friend at that.

One thing had led to another, and their fight over his own insecurities and hang-ups had caused them to break up and Eugene to kick her out of his apartment. Rapunzel hadn’t thought anything of it when they’d only put him on the lease after moving in together. But suddenly she was stuck sleeping on Cassandra’s couch, living off of her friend’s good will and guilt.

Cass had been a little guilty that she’d caused their break up, but at the same time she’d felt rather vindicated in the end. Rapunzel had to admit, she thought Cassandra was right about her suspicions. Ultimately, Eugene just wanted an excuse to fuck Cass without it being ‘cheating’. But he couldn’t stand the idea that Rapunzel might be fucked by another man, even if he was there and actively participating.

“Hey there, beautiful. You seem nervous. First time here?”

Jolted out of her thoughts, Rapunzel blinks as she looks into the kindly face of an older gentleman dressed in a suit. He’s handsome in a silver fox sort of way and Rapunzel blushes as she slowly nods.

“Y-Yes sir. Err... sorry if I’m l-loitering. I was just waiting for my friend to come back with d-drinks...”

Humming, the older man looks around for a moment, prompting Rapunzel to do the same. It’s only then that the blonde realizes the truth... Cassandra isn’t coming back with the drinks, is she? No, she’d left her here, abandoned her to either sink or swim. Likely, the other woman was somewhere else in the club getting her back blown out by some handsome stud already.

When he looks back at her, the man in the suit has a knowing expression on his face and Rapunzel just knows he’s come to the same conclusion she has.

“Well darling... it’s perfectly okay to watch, especially on your first time here. Why don’t I show you to a nice vantage point and you can just... soak it all in?”

She doesn’t think he’s trying to trick her. In fact, she’s petty sure he’s the club’s owner or manager or something. And yet... the very idea of just watching and not participating somehow rubs Rapunzel the wrong way. Cassandra had said she needed this. Maybe she was right.

“N-No.”

The owner raises a brow at that.

“No, darling?”

Blushing, Rapunzel shakes her head... and then looks over at the stage in the center of the room. The woman who was previously dancing on the pole has vacated the spot and is probably being fucked somewhere else in the club by this point. Which means it’s open to a new dancer right now.

“I-I want to dance... could I do that?”

His eyes follow hers to the stage and then widen at her words as he realizes what she wants. Looking back at her, he smiles faintly.

“That’s rather advanced, my dear. Are you absolutely certain? You’ll be the center of attention, not just while you’re on the stage, but for the rest of the night as well.”

Rapunzel bites her lower lip, appreciating the gentle warning in the spirit it’s given. And she almost backs out after all... almost.

“I’m sure. I want... I want to dance.”

Chuckling, the club owner nods.

“Then that can be arranged.”

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“Ladies and Gentlemen, we don’t normally do announcements, but this one is a bit special. We’ve got a newcomer tonight who’s decided to jump straight into the deep end. Please turn your attention to the center stage and give it up for Rapunzel~”

Rapunzel blushes but nevertheless climbs on stage, only barely stumbling in her black strappy heels as she straightens up. Looking out around the club, she sees plenty of eyes on her... and several men even whooping and cheering as she moves to the pole and wraps a hand around it. Of course, most of the sex club’s denizens are busy with each other, so it’s not like everyone in the club pays the voice coming over the intercom any mind.

Still, the song that was playing before comes to an end and a new song starts up. As it does, Rapunzel lets out a low breath and starts to move with the beat. It’s not... easy by any stretch of the imagination. She’s a whole-ass bundle of nerves. However, there is ONE thing that Rapunzel has going for her. Namely... the pole in the center of the stage is loose. Meaning that it moves with her, rather than forcing her to burn her palms sliding around it.

With a loosened pole, even the most amateurish pole dancer can look like a pro. Which is fortunate for Rapunzel, because she’s very much an amateur here. She’s never really done anything like this before, never had so many eyes on her either.

Still... still, she wants to do this. She wants to expand her horizons. So she dances. Moving up and down the pole, sliding this way and that, Rapunzel lets herself get lost in the music.

“DAMN NEW GIRL! GOT SOME MOVES!”

“Woohoo! SHAKE IT GIRL!”

“Looking sexy up there, Rapunzel!”

She almost startles for a moment at that last one before remembering that the owner had mentioned her by name in his introduction. Blushing up a storm, feeling VERY sexy indeed, Rapunzel grinds the pole some more, really getting into it and even trying some more... daring maneuvers.

Fortunately she’d been a cheerleader in high school and hadn’t lost ALL of her upper body strength quite yet, allowing her to get away with doing a ‘pole-stand’... meaning that she wraps her hands and arms around the pole and flips her body upside down. Of course, this results in her flashing the entire club with her panties, the tight little black dress she’s wearing flipping up a bit in the process of pulling off the maneuver.

This provokes even further catcalls and wolf whistles from all corners. Mostly men, but even some women getting in on it too. Rapunzel had known she was going to expose herself of course, but she’s still a little embarrassed when she comes back down as gracefully as possible, shifting to shimmy her borrowed black dress back down over her hips and ass.

“Just take it off, darling!”

“We’ve already seen what’s underneath! Give us more!”

“No point in hiding a body as beautiful as that, babe!”

Rapunzel didn’t think she was ‘hiding’ much at all to be honest. Cassandra’s little black dress didn’t leave much to the imagination to begin with... but at the same time, they sort of had a point. This might not be a strip club, so she didn’t have to go any further than she wanted to... but what was the purpose of coming up here in the first place if she didn’t bare it all, right?

Kicking off her heels first, Rapunzel makes sure to make a show of it. She bumps and grinds to the music, which has now transitioned into a second song. A good way for Rapunzel to gauge how long she’s been on stage, she supposes. Though with most of these sorts of songs being between three and five minutes, the fact that she’s only been up here for that long is a little bit jarring for her. It feels like a fucking eternity.

And yet... she’s never felt more energized. Flashing the crowd of faces who have gathered around her stage a mega-watt smile, Rapunzel leans back against the pole and shimmies up and down it for a moment... then, she reaches down and grabs the hem of her borrowed dress, biting her lower lip coquettishly as she slowly but surely begins hiking it up.

More wolf whistles ensue as dozens of men stare at her hungrily, watching as she once again reveals her hips and eventually her panty-covered crotch. The black lacy underwear she has on goes with the dress, or so Cass had told her. It’s just as borrowed as the tight little black number she’s wearing... or rather, she WAS wearing.

As soon as she gets the dress up to her belly button, Rapunzel springs off of the pole and hikes it over her head as fast but also as gracefully as possible. The crowd goes wild as she manages to get it wrapped around one hand and grabs hold of the pole with the other. Suddenly clad in nothing but her bra and panties, Rapunzel swings around the pole in a strut, walking around and round as she breathes heavily, her chest heaving up and down and an even bigger smile on top of her face.

“Holy SHIT look at that body!”

“Fuck, she’s gorgeous!”

“I would give ANYTHING to have a chance with a cutie like that!”

That last comment reminds Rapunzel that this really isn’t a strip club... it’s a sex club. Even as she’s drawn all of these watching men into her own little world and gotten them hooked on her dancing, everyone else in the club has continued fucking. And she’ll be expected to fuck afterwards as well. Or maybe not expected to... but Rapunzel expects herself to. It’s why she’s here after all, even if she didn’t know it in the first place.

With that in mind, Rapunzel starts to actually pay attention to the men who are crowded around her stage as she drops her dress to the ground and continues her pole dancing in nothing but her lacy black undergarments. She intends to find some good-looking, safe-looking guys that she can fuck after this is over... only to damn near stop dead in her tracks when she sees a familiar face staring back at her.

She doesn’t stop entirely, thankfully. But it is jarring to be looking at Lance Strongbow, Eugene’s childhood best friend, as the tall, dark, and handsome black man stands there staring right back at her with unbridled lust and hunger in her eyes. Rapunzel blushes crimson but keeps moving, her body bumping to the music almost of its own volition at this point.

Very briefly, she has the completely irrational fear that Lance is here for Eugene. But no... that wouldn’t make sense. See, while Lance and Eugene had known each other since they were children, the two men had had a falling out shortly before they’d all graduated from high school. Rapunzel didn’t know what it was, only that suddenly in the middle of their senior year, Eugene and Lance weren’t talking anymore.

So no, Lance wasn’t here on Eugene’s behalf. Which meant he was here for himself. Which meant... Rapunzel blushes as she moves around the pole again and once more makes eye contact with him. The big man is looking at her with eyes that make it clear how badly he wants to fuck her. She’d INTENDED on choosing a stranger... or three... but Lance was right there. And she wouldn’t want to hurt his feelings by NOT picking him, now would she?

Just as Rapunzel is feeling decidedly indecisive about it, the situation gets even more complicated a moment later. Because no sooner has the blonde spun away from Lance’s side of the stage again... then she runs into ANOTHER familiar face on the opposite side of the stage. Someone that Rapunzel would NEVER have expected to see here.

This time she does stop for a brief moment as she lays eyes on Varian, another boy that Rapunzel had known from school. In fact, while they’d never actually dated, she and Varian were the closest she’d ever gotten TO dating before she got with Eugene. They were friends since elementary school, and as close as could be. He was her best friend for the longest time... until they’d drifted apart in high school when Rapunzel and Eugene had started going out.

She’d never understood why Varian had just... stopped talking to her after a certain point. Eugene had always said it was because he was carrying a torch for her, and that when she got with Eugene instead, Varian had ‘moved on’ since he no longer had a chance with her. Rapunzel had always thought that sounded out of character for Varian, but now as she dances and gives him QUITE the show, she finds herself wondering if Eugene might have been right.

Varian is staring at her like he’s seen a ghost. In stark contrast to the hunger in Lance’s eyes, Varian looks... he looks shocked to see her up on the stage. He’s watching though. He’s watching every move she makes in fact. It makes her feel desired. It makes her feel powerful.

Sweeping her gaze across the rest of the crowd, she doesn’t see anyone else she recognizes fortunately... or perhaps unfortunately. She DOES finally find where Cassandra got off to, seeing the dark-haired woman with her dress discarded being tongued out by another girl. As Rapunzel lays eyes on this sapphic scene, Cassandra’s own eyes drift up and they lock gazes for a single, long moment.

Smirking wickedly, Cassandra mouths the words ‘do it’ to Rapunzel. She can’t possibly know what Rapunzel is considering, she can’t possibly have seen Lance and Varian... but even still, that’s what tips the blonde over the edge. That’s what makes her decision for her.

She might have been considering going hog wild at the end of her dance and grabbing a whole boatload of men before, but now Rapunzel knows exactly what she wants to do. With a surety and sense of resolve that surprises even Rapunzel herself, she straightens up and begins to dance on the pole even harder than before... and now she reaches for her last garments, for her bra and then her panties.

The crowd goes wild as she removes her bra, but Rapunzel doesn’t listen to what they have to say. She just makes sure the bra gets where it needs to... into Lance’s hands, the big black man’s eyes widening in surprise as he catches it. Giving him a flirtatious little grin and a wink, Rapunzel is pretty sure she can’t make the invitation more obvious. He grins back at her and nods, and she knows he has him.

That said... Varian could always be a little more stubborn and oblivious from Rapunzel’s experience. So she’s not taking any chances with HIM. Shimming her way out of her black lacy panties, pulling them down her legs and giving everyone in the crowd a nice, brazen show in the process, Rapunzel tugs her panties off of one foot and then the other. At which point, she stands up and holds them aloft... before strutting across the stage completely naked.

Everyone is reaching for them, but Rapunzel only has eyes for Varian, and when he doesn’t come closer on his own, she crouches down and beckons him forward with a crooked finger. Finally, he’s right up against the stage and Rapunzel makes sure to hand off her panties to him directly, balling them up and putting them in his hand, even going so far as to curl his fingers over them as she gives him a saucy smile and a knowing wink.

Varian looks down at her panties for a moment before letting out a shuddering breath and nodding. Giggling, Rapunzel takes him by his other hand and hops down off the stage, tugging him around the circumference to where Lance waits.

The two young men jolt at seeing each other, but that doesn’t stop Rapunzel from grabbing hold of Lance’s free hand as well. Then, still naked as can be, the nubile young blonde with her pixie-haircut pulls both of her chosen boys along, dragging them away from the center of the sex club and off to the side. There’s some groans of disappointment behind them as they leave, but most of the crowd are still wolf whistling and catcalling, sounding actively happy for the three of them.

Finally finding a secluded corner, Rapunzel sits both Varian and Lance down on the couch with her and moves their hands to her body. Lance gets her tits, because she gave him her bra. Varian gets her sopping wet slit because she gave him her panties.

Not even hesitating, Lance begins to play with her tits. One might think given his large hands that he wouldn’t be very good at it, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. He turns out to be surprisingly dexterous and soon enough Rapunzel is moaning under how his fingers glide across her soft breasts, toying with her nipples and pinching them between his digits.

The large black man even leans forward after a moment and places his lips on her chest, suckling at one of her teats and nibbling at it for good measure. Rapunzel moans and arches her back, pushing her tits further into his touch as he goes to town on them. His hunger and lust are addictive and Rapunzel finds herself responding to him quite eagerly.

Of course, it’s not just her and Lance. It’s her, Lance, and Varian. Varian’s fingers are at her sex, but not actively pushing in and out of her. After a few moments, Rapunzel looks over to see Varian staring at her, still looking a little lost.

“Rapunzel, I-!”

But Rapunzel cuts him off, placing a finger against his lips and shaking her head with a soft smile. She suspects she knows some of the things he might want to say to her, but right now in this place isn’t the time.

“The only words I want to hear out of your mouth right now is how much you want to fuck me, Varian. Nothing else.”

Varian stiffens at that, looking conflicted for all of a moment before his gaze drops to her crotch where her legs are spread invitingly for him. His fingers rest on her slit, able to feel her wetness. Finally, he lets out a shuddering breath and nods, driving his digits deep into Rapunzel’s cunt. The blonde moans as he makes eye contact with her.

“I want to fuck you so fucking hard, Rapunzel.”

His voice rough and gravelly, his desire obvious, Rapunzel just smiles and grabs Varian by his wild, untamed brown hair, pulling him into an adventurous tongue-filled kiss as Lance continues to go to town on her tits.

This? This was going to be fun...

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Part 5:

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Forcing herself to push past her hesitation, Rapunzel finally clasps hold of Varian and Lance’s cocks. Her slender fingers wrap around their throbbing masts and her breath hitches for a second, her heart pounding in her heaving chest. As she kneels there on the stage between the two of them, Rapunzel half expects for them to blow right then and there the moment she touches their dicks... but they don’t, thankfully.

They buck and pulse in her grasps like a pair of living things, making her jolt as she feels them up. They truly are... magnificent. Her boys, her stallions. Looking down at her with unfathomable lust and need in their eyes, Varian and Lance remain quiet aside from the occasional grunt and groan as she feels them up.

... She wants to make them beg. She wants to hear them say it, just like she did. She wants them to ask her for permission to cum. But she’s also afraid that she’s going to make them blow any second now. And as Varian and Lance had made abundantly clear, if they came... it was on her. This wasn’t a case where by cumming too early, they’d disappointed her. No, this was her showing off her own prowess. Her own ability to keep them both on the edge but not let them finish until they finally broke and asked it of her.

They still had an audience, of course. A bunch of men and women, though mostly men, all watching them up on the stage. The pole is all but ignored at this point, and none of the three of them have a stitch of clothing left for a strip dance. And yet... they’re still putting on quite the show, aren’t they? Except Rapunzel can’t really bring herself to care about their onlookers. She’s too focused on Varian and Lance. She has to be, because the moment she falters, the moment she gets distracted... she’s sure that she’ll go too far.

Rapunzel might be largely inexperienced compared to both of the boys as well as most of the people in this club. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t tell how close the two men on either side of her were to blowing their loads. She had to be very careful if she wanted to win here. Her fingers deftly slip up and down their rock hard shafts as she looks back and forth between them, her lips pursed together.

Their cocks both throb and pulsate as precum beads at the tips of their dicks. She thinks... yes, she’s definitely getting the hang of giving them both handjobs and not going too fast or too hard. In fact, as time goes on, Rapunzel starts to find her pace. She even catches Varian getting exceptionally close to the edge, causing her to stop moving her hand upon his cock altogether.

As he groans at being denied his release, Rapunzel just smirks and looks over to Lance, keeping a careful eye on the large man’s thick black cock. It wouldn’t do to keep one of them from cumming but have the other drench her in his seed. That would still be a failure, after all. Instead, Rapunzel realizes she can alternate between the two of them. Moving back and forth, she can stroke them both off until the edge, and then focus on the other while the first calms down.

However... as much as this tactic works in keeping them from cumming, it does not yield the ultimate result Rapunzel wants. Varian and Lance remain stubborn, neither man willing to give in to her. It makes Rapunzel pout at them, her eyes big and soulful... but even then, they don’t break. Belatedly, she realizes that their competitiveness is now working against her rather than for her.

Neither wants to be the first to ask Rapunzel to let them cum. Which means both are holding out far longer than they would have if it were just a one-on-one situation. She can’t expect to get them to beg with just her hands, Rapunzel figures out. No, she needs to go further than that in enticing them towards the edge with their big... fat... cocks.

Leaning forward, Rapunzel swipes her tongue across Varian’s dick tip, catching the bead of precum on his glans upon her tongue and watching his reaction. He jolts in response, his cock literally jumping in her grasp as he gasps and stares down at her in wide-eyed surprise. But Rapunzel is smart. She’s carefully gripping the base of his member as tightly as she dares, holding off any impending orgasm that might have accidentally come out from the feel of her tongue across his cockhead.

Once she’s sure she’s not going to fail then and there, Rapunzel turns and repeats the maneuver with Lance. He groans as she swipes his own precum with her tongue, the lick having a similar effect on the big black man. Both are looking at her more cautiously now... and Rapunzel thinks she might have really found her trick now.

Giving the two men an impish little smile, Rapunzel continues stroking them with her hands, even as her nipples twinge with need, rock hard and twitching. Her pussy also clenches with desire, wanting nothing more than to be filled with a cock. But... Rapunzel can’t allow herself to get distracted. She can’t lose her focus, not even for a second.

Those big fat members in her hands are her only purpose right now. Her only reason for existing. The heat coming off of Varian and Lance’s fleshy, thick cocks is palpable, leaving Rapunzel sweating all over. As sweat beads across her broad and arms and chest, all the blonde can do is keep it up. She has to be close, right? She has to be...

And so she falls into the new routine, swiping her tongue across their glans every once in a while to collect the newest bit of precum threatening to drip from their throbbing members. They’re both so close to the edge Rapunzel can taste it... literally. Their precum is salty. Not as salty as their actual cum, she notes, but still plenty salty. And she likes it. She likes the taste.

Eyes fluttering, Rapunzel moans softly, her hot breath ghosting across Varian’s member as she finds herself taken back to being spit-roasted between the two boys. Of being face fucked by Lance while Varian plundered her tight pussy to his heart’s content. It had been some of the best sex of her life, beyond a shadow of a doubt. Her body had been on fire throughout the experience, and not just because people had been watching them, but also because Varian and Lance knew exactly how to treat her. They knew her better than Rapunzel knew herself.

She’d-

And then it happens. She’d just been telling herself to stay focused. And then she’d gone and gotten distracted. Rapunzel’s panting breath on Varian’s cock sends him right over the edge and he lets out a heartfelt groan before painting her face and tits with his cum. So surprised, Rapunzel doesn’t even realize she’s squeezing Lance’s cock too hard until he cums as well, the tall dark-skinned man tossing his head back and growling as he unloads all over her hair.

In an instant, Rapunzel has lost. She could hardly believe it. The boys... she’d failed them. They hadn’t had to beg. They hadn’t had to plead with her like she’d pleaded with them. Under the coating of cum now covering her features, Rapunzel’s face begins to get hot as the audience gathered around the stage starts to speak up.

“Oi! Wasn’t she supposed to make them beg?”

“Heh, I guess in the end the little one wasn’t quite ready for that sort of thing.”

“Oh yeah, it’s her first night isn’t it? Shit... probably cut her some slack then, yeah?”

“Yeah, I’d say so. She did her best!”

Rapunzel blinks rapidly at hearing all of those surprisingly supportive voices. She smiles slightly but then bites her lower lip as she looks up at Varian and Lance. The proof of her failure stains her features, covering her from hair to belly button.

“... I guess I still have a lot to learn, don’t I?”

The two men exchange a glance at that, before both of them chuckle softly and nod.

“You do, Rapunzel.”

“... But we’ll be more than happy to teach it to you.”

Rapunzel blushes at that thought, even as they gently but firmly tug her to her feet. She’s not really surprised when she’s subsequently bent over in front of the crowd and finds herself face to face with Varian’s throbbing member despite the fact that he just came mere moments before. And at the same time, she feels Lance’s cock sliding along her ass crack, hot dogging her pale backside with his big dark member.

“Oh yeah baby! Another spit-roast, fuck yes!”

“Take that bitch to Paris!”

“Give her the ole Eiffel Tower!”

When they first mention Paris, Rapunzel is confused. And then the Eiffel Tower... she doesn’t get it. That is, not until Varian slides his cock into her mouth and down her throat while Lance plunges into her pussy from behind. Then, even as she lets out a gurgling, muffled, wanton moan of pleasure and excitement, Rapunzel realizes what they must look like.

... More of a Golden Gate Bridge than an Eiffel Tower in her humble opinion, but who is she to question all of the perverts and freaks in this very crowded Sex Club, right?

In the end, she just resolves to join in on the fun and be just as perverted and freakish right alongside them. As cum drips down off of her breasts and chin, Rapunzel gurgles on Varian’s cock, looking up into his gorgeous brown eyes as he grins at her.

“Ready, Rapunzel?”

She struggles for a moment to lift her arm, but when she does she gives him a proper thumbs up for all to see. The crowd wolf whistles and catcalls at that, but Varian and Lance take it for the consent it is and proceed to run with it.

“Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!”

Rapunzel’s eyes half-roll back in her head as her throat is plundered by Varian’s cock. Her tongue does what it can, but with how big and thick the young man’s member is, she can’t really swirl it. Instead, she writhes and wriggles her tongue along the underside of Varian’s dick as it slides down the back of her throat again and again. The position Rapunzel is in makes it a straight shot down her esophagus and gullet, allowing Varian to bury her face in his crotch over and over as he lets out heartfelt groans, his fingers sliding through her short blonde locks.

And then there’s Lance. Lance with his big, strong hands. Lance with his large, fat cock. The taller of the two men has Rapunzel’s hips gripped rather harshly with his fingers. So harshly that she thinks she’s definitely going to have bruises by tomorrow. Not that she’s at all worried over that. She’s pale and bruises easily in the end, and she’d rather experience this pleasure and have bruises over not having bruises but having to miss out on... all of this.

Lance’s big thick cock punches just as deep into her core as Varian’s had back on the couch. He pounds her pussy into the shape of his dick the same way Varian did as well. Though he has an easier time of it, given it’s only been a little while since Varian fucked her and stretched her out into shape. They’re using her as their own personal cock sheath and honestly... Rapunzel finds that unbelievably hot.

She’d definitely bitten off more than she could chew. This was her first night in a completely new life. Trying to make a pair of far more experienced deviants like Varian and Lance beg her for anything was... silly to say the least. And yet, Rapunzel couldn’t really bring herself to regret it. She’d shot for the moon and still landed among the stars!

Her pussy walls clench and squeeze around Lance’s pistoning prick. Her tongue slides this way and that under Varian’s thrusting member. She gags and gurgles but she does so happily the more they fuck her up on the stage. Her cunt has never felt better. She doesn’t even care that she might not be able to speak without a raspy tone by morning. It all feels too damn good to stop, her body lighting up with goosebumps as she realizes... this is what she wants the rest of her life to be.

She never wants to be tied down again. The slut inside of her has been well and truly awakened. Rapunzel wasted enough time investing so much of her life into a lopsided relationship. She’d put her all into loving a man who... in the end, hadn’t done the same right back. She didn’t think Eugene was necessarily evil... but he was selfish. Flawed. And now he was out of her life.

As she’s spit-roasted up on a stage by Varian and Lance in front of a huge crowd, Rapunzel knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that Eugene would never approve of this. He would never be able to accept the new her. And that... that was okay. Because whether he ever found out or not, he would always be the catalyst for this new life she was entering. He was the impetus for Rapunzel to take this first step down a much brighter, happier, more pleasurable road.

She just can’t get enough. Before long, she’s moaning into Varian’s throbbing cock as she cums all over Lance’s thrusting dick. She’s squealing, even if it comes out as gurgling gagging all the while. Her reverberations up the length of Varian’s shaft make the young man groan, while her constantly clenching pussy causes Lance to grunt and pick up the pace. Which in turn brings into play his size.

See, while Varian and Lance are the same size down below... Lance is definitely taller than Varian. Taller than Rapunzel too. And as a result, he’s been crouching ever so slightly, bending his knees in order to accommodate her height so she can keep her feet on the ground. But... the harder they fuck, the more he unconsciously straightens up. Until eventually, Rapunzel is on her tip toes. And then, shortly after that, her feet leave the ground entirely.

She’s dangling, she realizes... and being pushed further into Varian’s crotch as a result. As her hips lift higher and higher into the air, held up by Lance’s big strong hands, Rapunzel gurgles, blinking rapidly. She has a choice in that moment. To push back on Varian’s legs and try to get herself off of his cock... or embrace the helplessness she’s currently feeling... by embracing Varian himself.

In the end, Rapunzel chooses the latter. Instead of pushing Varian away, she reaches out and grabs hold of him with all her might. She grips at his legs while gagging on his cock, causing him and Lance to groan in unison as her pussy flexes around the latter’s shaft.

She’s well and truly fucked from that point on. Both physically and metaphorically. There’s nothing Rapunzel can do but go along for the ride as her nubile body is used by the two men to their heart’s content. To be fair... it doesn’t last much longer after that anyways. Because her body is made for sin, and with all the pleasure they can get from it, they can’t last forever.

With a pair of groans, the boys cum at the same time, filling her up from both ends just like they did on the couch. Rapunzel’s toes curl, her pussy clenches, her nipples twinge and her entire body shakes its way through one final explosive orgasm of her own. It is, beyond a shadow of a doubt, as amazing as everything else that’s happened so far today.

As they pull free of her holes, Rapunzel shudders and slumps down to her knees. She barely hears Varian call for some towels, but she definitely feels it when he and Lance begin wiping her down and getting the cum off her face and tits along with the sweat off of the rest of her body. Soon enough, she’s more presentable... and even slightly recovered. Enough that when they help her to her feet, she’s only a little wobbly as she looks out at the crowd of onlookers.

Before any of the three of them can say anything however...

“Encore!”

“One more time!”

“She’s got one last go in her, I know it!”

“C’mon new girl, really impress us!”

Rapunzel blushes... but also feels her engine revving up again. They’re right. She does have at least one more go in her. Both Varian and Lance give her worried looks, clearly ready to step forward and shut the audience down if need be. But she just smiles at them, her entire body damn near vibrating with excitement.

“Well, boys? What do you say? Ready to finish me off?”

And thus does she find herself lifted into the air between the two big, strong, strapping lads. After all, what better way to give an encore than to do something completely new right at the last second, right? It was Rapunzel’s idea, of course, and in the end, while Varian had been reluctant, Lance was fully on board. Which of course meant that it would be Lance going into her ass.

It’s done with little fanfare. As Varian and Lance sandwich her between them for all to see, Rapunzel reaches back and spreads her ass cheeks apart, providing access for Lance’s cock, still covered in plenty of lubrication from their fornication, to begin prodding at her backdoor. At the same time, Varian plies her creampied cunt with his own spit-polished cock, sliding into her messy pussy without hesitation.

Rapunzel moans as her boys stuff her in both of her lower holes. It’s an experience, having anal sex for the first time. Especially like this, with everyone watching and getting to enjoy the sight of her face contorting in pleasure and discomfort at the same exact time. Rapunzel shudders as her eyes go crossed and her lips form into a small o. Her body quivers and goosebumps alight across her flesh again as her ass is stretched and stretched by Lance’s massive cock.

Varian does his best to take things slowly on his end as well, even as Rapunzel lifts her legs up and wraps them around his waist for support. After all, if he went too fast, then he’d wind up thrusting her back onto Lance’s member, causing his sizable shaft to push into her asshole too fast and risk injuring her. Instead, the two men work together with surprising skill, setting aside their earlier competitive nature.

Honestly... being stuck between them, forced to rely on the both of them for support... Rapunzel loves it. She loves being their fuck toy. She loves being used by these handsome, big dicked men. As they drill her holes with their cocks, DPing her right there in front of the club’s audience, Rapunzel finds her head lolling back onto Lance’s broad shoulder, her eyes sliding across the room, across the entirety of the Sex Club.

In that moment, as she’s stuffed in both her cunt and ass, Rapunzel makes eye contact with Cassandra. The other woman, the one who brought her here in the first place, has a broad smile on her face as she enjoys the attentions of yet another nameless, faceless girl between her legs. The only reason Rapunzel knows it’s not the same woman who was eating Cass out last time is because the hairstyle and hair color have changed.

Obviously, her best friend is quite the Queen Bee at this place. A regular with a whole stable of bitches all eager to serve her like she’s some sort of Sex Club Royalty. It’s super-hot and Rapunzel wonders if that makes her, Varian, and Lance the other girl’s court jesters. Are they just here for the Queen’s amusement, perhaps?

Licking her lips, Cassandra mouths two words to Rapunzel as she’s drilled in both holes by the men up on the main stage. ‘Let go’. Rapunzel flushes, immediately understanding what Cass is getting at. See, she’d thought she had already done that... and to be fair, she had earlier. But then at some point Rapunzel had grabbed back on again. She’d tried to take control. A silly thing, given her inexperience.

Cass was right. She needed to let go. She needed to embrace this. Moaning as Varian and Lance fuck up into her from below for all to see, Rapunzel lets go. She lets herself get washed away in the pleasure. Her body shudders and bounces as she’s DPed by the two men. Her rock hard nipples twitch with need as her back rubs against Lance’s big burly chest. Her body quivers and her core gets hotter and hotter until she’s honestly tipping over the edge every few seconds.

Cumming again and again and again, Rapunzel honestly loses track of just about everything. The pleasure is intense, and the feeling of being joined together at the crotch with Lance and Varian is just... exquisite. All the while, the crowd continues to watch on. Some of them are transfixed. Some are mesmerized. Some are just grinning from ear to ear and enjoying the debauched show taking place right in front of her.

“Fuck that’s hot.”

“Watching a baby slut get railed properly by a pair of studs always is.”

“She’s like a newborn just starting to make her way in our world.”

“I wish her the best of luck... she’s going to need it.”

They’re right, Rapunzel realizes. She is a slut. She wants to fuck and suck and do all sorts of nasty, naughty things for the rest of her days. Hell, even Lance’s cock buried in her ass feels good by this point. You’d think it would be uncomfortable, maybe even painful... but not for Rapunzel. Whether it’s because Lance is well-lubricated, or because Varian’s cock in her twat feels too good, or whatever... in the end, it doesn’t matter.

Rapunzel LIKES being fucked in the ass. Just as she likes everything else. From the oral to the anal to the vaginal. From the stripping, to the poledancing, to the edging. She likes being watched, she likes being used, and she LOVES having sex.

... But they’re all right that she’s basically a newborn opening her eyes to a completely unknown world. Maybe Cass could help her out from here... but she can’t really rely on the other woman. After all, Cass’ first choice upon arriving in this Club was to immediately abandon Rapunzel, leaving her to her own devices. That was very much Cass, really. She could be pretty cutthroat at times and ultimately she was so sink or swim about things that it wasn’t even funny.

She’d helped Rapunzel get here... but unless Rapunzel wanted to wind up on her knees between those thighs like so many other girls in the Club seemed to, she couldn’t expect Cass to help her any further. And while the idea of sucking and slurping at Cassandra’s cunt was appealing in its own way... Rapunzel didn’t want it to become her whole thing. She didn’t want to be pigeonholed.

Which meant she needed Varian or Lance to show her the way. She needed one of the two men to take her under their wing on a semi-permanent basis. She didn’t think either of them would care that she wasn’t looking for an exclusive arrangement. They wouldn’t be at a club like this, partaking in such lewd behavior, if they weren’t both very open about their desires.

Still, she also didn’t know if they’d want to ‘share’ her mentorship. Because what Rapunzel is currently thinking... is that one of them should take her home. The Club is nice and all, don’t get her wrong, but she doesn’t want to spend the night here. Rather, as she’s railed up on stage in front of so many men and women, Rapunzel can imagine exactly how spending the night here would go.

... No, she needs some sleep. She needs to rest, recover, and reset before coming here again. Letting go is one thing. But letting the entire club take their turns running a train on her all night long sounds like something far more advanced than Rapunzel is ready for. Ultimately... she’d get there eventually. Down the line. For now...

“B-Boys...”

Varian and Lance both pause as her quiet voice reaches their ears. Leaning back against Lance’s chest, Rapunzel glances first to him and then forward to Varian. She speaks quietly enough that only the two of them can hear her over the Club’s constant music and the catcalls and wolf-whistles coming from the audience even now.

“We’ve got... a problem.”

Brows furrowed, Varian and Lance both frown, with Varian asking the obvious follow up.

“... What sort of problem, Rapunzel?”

Panting, moaning, and shuddering upon their cocks still, Rapunzel clenches down both her holes before answering.

“I want... to go home with one of you tonight... but I don’t know which to choose. Promise n-not to hate me? Maybe... we could flip a coin?”

There’s a brief pause at that as Varian and Lance exchange a glance. For a second, even as she feels their cocks sliding in and out of her orifices, Rapunzel wonders if she’s screwed up. Maybe neither of them want to take her home with them. Maybe she was foolish to ever think that they cared enough about her to take things outside of the Sex Club.

When Varian slowly begins to grin and Lance starts to chuckle into her ear, Rapunzel’s insecurities grow even worse as she becomes all but certain that she’s made a fool of herself in some way and overstepped her bounds.

“S-Sorry... stupid idea... don’t...”

Before she can say anything further, Varian reaches up and pinches one of her nipples, making Rapunzel squeak and shudder under the sudden pleasurable assault. Then, Lance adds to it by reaching up and around as well, his fingers finding her other nipple. Suddenly, both men are pinching and pulling on her teats, rolling them in between their fingers and all around making Rapunzel squirm and whimper even more than before.

“Silly woman. You think either of us would pass up the chance to take you home for the night?”

Rapunzel blushes as Lance’s husky words and hot breath ghost over her ear. Varian, meanwhile, nods right along with the other man.

“I suppose it’s time we told you the truth, Rapunzel. Something we sort of kept from you. Basically... Lance and I are roommates. So you don’t have to choose between us at all. That’s why we found your idea so amusing.”

Wait, what?! Rapunzel gapes, but her shock is only compounded by Lance scoffing and correcting Varian.

“What he means by roommates is that Varian here employs me as his bodyguard and head of security. He’s a rich, young eligible bachelor, Rapunzel. He pays me to keep him safe from shit like corporate espionage and the like. Oh and don’t give me that look, ‘boss’. She would have found out soon enough once she saw your penthouse, man.”

Varian, who has been scowling as Lance gave away his secrets, lets out a sigh and shakes his head.

“... I wanted to ease her into it a bit more.”

Rapunzel, meanwhile, feels like her own head is spinning. They live together? But not just live together... Lance is Varian’s employee? His head of security? How rich is Varian that he would even need something like that? How had she not even known about this?

“She would have known all about you already but it’s obvious that fucking Flynn was keeping her in the dark about your success. Probably afraid she’d realize what a waste of space he was after all.”

As Lance uses Eugene’s old nickname from their school days, Rapunzel jolts... and realizes then and there that it doesn’t matter. Draping her arms over Varian’s shoulders, laying her head back upon Lance’s at the same time, she smiles.

“Let’s not think about him. And... I don’t mind the secrecy. It’s alright. Please... keep fucking me. Finish me off, boys. And then... take me away.”

Neither Varian nor Lance need to be told twice. And truth be told, even knowing their true dynamic now... it doesn’t change anything. Their big fat cocks still stir up Rapunzel’s insides like nothing else, their bodies smashing her body between them, compressing her down and sandwiching her in the most satisfying fashion she can imagine.

They fuck her in front of the audience until both of them cum at long last, with Rapunzel shuddering as she’s filled and filled with their seed. She loves how good it feels to have that hot, sticky sensation in not just her cunt but also her ass. She’s not sure she ever wants to go a day without it, ever again.

Afterwards, Varian collects her belongings while Lance carries her bridal style out of the Club and to their car. It’s a very nice car, Rapunzel tiredly notes, even as they all get in the back and she finds herself laid out across the laps of both men while Varian’s driver takes them back to his penthouse.

Rapunzel doesn’t know what the future holds. But one thing is certain... she’s finally free. And so long as she has her boys to show her the ropes, she knows that tonight’s events are just the beginning. She can hardly wait to truly spread her wings and fly. To be the slut she always knew she could be, and to pleasure and be pleasured by as many people as possible.

Oh yeah. She can hardly wait.

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