C.U.C.K.E.D H.E.R.O Ch:21

“H-Hailey!” I gasped. Staring at her barely covered boobs. Hypnotised by the way they jiggled with every movement she made.

“What?” She said. Sounding so innocent while she was dressed in the sluttiest outfit imaginable. “Is there something on my chest?”

Hailey picked up her weight boob with her hand. Pulling it up closer to her face while inspecting it. Practically groping her own chest while the patrons close by cheered.

“N-no! You're not wearing anything Hailey! What would even be on them!” I stepped forward to stop her from unintentionally giving these guys a show. 

I made it one step before feeling a large, strong hand holding me back. For a moment, I thought it was Vance being an idiot and trying to stop me from helping Hailey cover up, but it wasn't him. Looking back I saw the intense glare from one of the bouncers. His hackles raised metaphorically and literally.

“It's okay, she's my girlfriend.” I tried to explain.

He didn't budget. Didn't even look at Hailey for confirmation. Instead he just kept staring at me, on the verge of growling or biting my head off. Not wanting to make a scene, I backed up. His hand dropping away from me as I moved.

“I'm watching you.” He said. His voice stern yet calm. Once he'd said his piece, he faded away before my eyes. Turning to dust in a non-existent wind.

“You can't touch the girls dude.” Vance chuckled. “That's like, rule number one of any strip club.”

“Yeah, I get that.” I said. Feeling the need to add. “It's not a strip club though, it's a gentlemen's club.”

“Uh huh.” Vance rolled his eyes. “Big difference there.”

“One's fancier.” I said. Not even convincing myself. “The girls are treated with more respect.”

“Well those gentlemen seem to be giving her plenty of respect.”

I turned around to find Hailey by a table. Bending over to pick up a fork, her scantily clad ass almost smothering one guy, while she gave a few others a close up view of her cleavage.

“Almost got it…. There!” Hailey grabbed the fork and shot back up triumphantly. Her tits jiggling and bouncing so much that my mind added a boing sound effect. “I told you I could do it without bending my knees!!”

“Damn, you were right lady!” The guy who had her ass shoved into his face still. 

“But I bet you can't touch your elbows together!!” Another guy shouted.

“Pfft. That sounds easy!” 

“Hailey!” I hissed. Trying to stop her from falling for their juvenile game. 

“I'll be with you in a sec honey.” Hailey called out while trying to touch elbows. Squeezing and pushing up her tits unintentionally.

“Let's just grab a table dude.” Vance gestured towards an empty booth by the wall.

“Yeah but-”

“Come on. You saw the security here. Nobody's touching her.”

I sighed and followed him. Looking back at Hailey who was taking the tables orders now. I wasn't worried about anyone touching her, but the way they were taking advantage of her made me sick. She was too pure to get what they were doing. She probably honestly thought they were just giving her ‘challenges’ or whatever, when really they just wanted the chance to stare at her body.

Eventually Hailey was done writing down their orders on her notepad. Squeezing them pad in between her perky boobs and putting her pencil by her ears as she made her way over to us. Turning heads as strutted through the crowds.

“So what can I get you boys?” She asked. Proudly standing with her hands on her hips in front of us. Basically flashing the entire club.

“Are you still on offer?”

“Knock it off.” I elbowed Vance. “Hailey, umm… could you sit down for a second?”

“Mhmm sorry baby, but I can't sit with the customers.” Hailey pouted. Shaking her head. “Not unless I get tipped.”

Even if I had the money to tip her, paying my own girlfriend just to sit with me felt weird. I was hoping To spare her from leering eyes, but I don't think I was going to have much luck with that tonight.

“That's okay… it's just…” I tapped my finger on the table. Trying to think of a nice way to put this. “Your outfit… it's… it's…”

“Amazing!” Vance gushed. His eyes eating up every detail of her body.

“Aww thank you guys!” Hailey blushed and began twirling her pointed ears. Her nipples started to harden, but I attributed that to the temperature. I sure as hell didn't think anything Vance of all guys said could turn her on.

“It is really sexy.” I gulped. “But… don't you think it's a little… much?”

“You think so?” She asked. Her fingers still gently caressing her ear.

“It's about three pasties too much if you ask me.” Vance muttered.

“What I mean is…” I spoke over Vance. “Why is your outfit the only one that's so… different?”

“Is that what you're worried about?” Hailey smiled at me. Twirling her fingers around her ear while rubbing her knees together. “That's just because it's a dancers outfit, not a waitresses uniform. They didn't have any normal ones spare, and this one was close enough! But don't worry babe! I'm fitting in just fine, even with the different outfit!”

“That's not what I was-” 

“Now!” Hailey pulled the notepad out of her chest and leaned forward. Putting herself on our level while also letting her oversized chest hang down. “What are you boys eating tonight? Vance?”

Still bent over, Hailey turned to face Vance. Her tits gliding along, bouncing with the momentum of her body until she came to a stop. They smacked together like a sexy newton's cradle, swinging side to side hypnotically.

“Uhhh… I'm still looking at the menu… ask Mason.” Vance said. Very much not looking at the menu.

“Okay~ What are you having then Mason?” Hailey turned back to me and again her tits swung around like a pendulum. 

“I'll have a, uhhh….” As I looked at Hailey. I couldn't help but look past her, to the table of guys next to us starting right at her ass. Bent over like this they would have a perfect view of it. Her soft pale cheeks and her barely covered pussy peeking out. And oh God, could they see her asshole? Was that even covered up? Did I even want to know?

“Just water for me thanks.” I said, turning away.

“One water with extra love, coming right up!” Hailey blew me a kiss and took Vances order.

Why had I agreed to let her take this job? It felt like a better idea at the time, but now? Now I was just filled with worry and regret. I couldn't stop every guy in her from taking advantage of her, and as happy as she seemed now I couldn't stop imagining all the ways this could go wrong. If anything bad happened to her tonight, it would be my fault. My fault for letting her come here, for not protecting her. 

I was supposed to be the damn hero of this story. If I couldn't even stop guys from harassing my girlfriend, what kind of hero was I? 

As Hailey left the table, the lights dimmed and music began to play. The night had finally begun, and with the proper eye candy on-stage I hoped Hailey would draw less attention. This seemed to hold for a while, with the rambunctious crowd treating her like any other waitress while cheering on the strippers on center stage. Hailey skipped around, taking orders and cleaning up tables with the minimal amount of sexual harassment you would expect. But as the Night slowed down and the action on the stage quieted, the remaining drunk patrons seemed to get rowdier than ever.

More guy’s ‘dropped’ their forks to watch her bend over. Someone asked for breast milk while staring right at her chest. One short guy whose face lined up perfectly with her chest tipped her to give her an ‘innocent’ hug, and Hailey practically buried his face in her bare tits. 

I really was regretting coming here to watch all of this when I couldn’t do anything about it, but at least I wasn’t back in our room wondering if she was safe. I hated how she was being treated, but Hailey didn’t seem to mind. She was an innocent girl, pretty naive to sexual things, but it was hard to imagine she didn’t know what these guys were after. She actually seemed to be enjoying herself teasing them, and was really racking in the tips. 

Was she doing this for me? For us? Putting on a ditzy, innocent new girl act to bring in more gold? I felt bad for putting her in a situation where she felt like she had to act like this, but… but I couldn't feel too bad. Hailey had been giggling and bouncing around between tables all night long, smiling even when she thought no one was watching. It wasn’t something I expected from my Hailey, but maybe she actually liked the attention?

“What can I get for you sir?” Hailey asked a man drinking alone in the booth across from me. Pulling her notepad from her sweat covered shining boobs. 

I slunk back into my chair. Far enough to see what was going on but staying out of her sight. I didn’t want to distract her or embarrass her by staring. Vance had left earlier to ‘go take a piss’ and never came back. Probably in the back room wasting money on one of the dancers right now. I was annoyed he’d left me here, but at least he wouldn’t be giving me shit for looking so shifty leaning down like this.

“Mhmm, How bout’ you come take a seat with me pretty lady and help whet my appetite.” The man said. I couldn’t get a look at him through the booth, but he sounded like a gruff middle aged to older man.

“Ohhh… wow that’s big…”Her eyes looked down and were caught on something, something that made her blush and smile.  “Okay, sir~” 

Hailey moved to sit down across from him and the man stopped her, holding onto her hand. He didn’t hold onto her for long, but I was pissed that security didn’t catch that and yet they stopped me from even walking towards her.

“Not there.” The man told her. Patting his lap instead. “I was thinkin’ bout’ right here.”

“On your lap?” Hailey stared at the man's lap, her eyes wide. It might have been the lighting in here, but I could have sworn they had a pink haze to them now. “But… it’s… it's right there…”

Was his tip there? I wasn’t following. He must have had a pretty big tip for Hailey to even consider sitting on his lap. Was the bag of gold or whatever taking up too much space? Why not just move it then? They had the whole table?

“Ohh don’t worry bout’ that.” The man chuckled. “I won’t break any of the rules… if you don’t…”

“Mhmmm… you don’t make it easy on a girl.” Hailey giggled. Lifting her leg and spreading it over the man. Giving him a perfect view of her two holes as she slowly sat on his lap. I couldn’t actually see what she’d shown him from my angle, I just had to hope that her crotch pastie was holding on as well as her tit ones.

She slid down his body, grinding her ass against his chest until she was on his lap. Cosying up to this stranger while barely dressed at all. This was the most physical she’d been with anyone tonight, but she didn’t seem scared or worried. Not from what little I could see at least.

“Ohhh wow… It’s so hot~” Hailey cooed. Did she mean his lap? Or maybe she was just throwing out a generic flirty line? It didn’t really make sense, but she wasn’t a pro at this.

“Why don’tcha move that sexy ass a little.” The man told her. “Give me a nice lapdance.”

“Mhmmm, but sir~ I’m not a dancer…” Hailey’s voice got tighter. She seemed to be turning him down, but I could tell her body was moving. Her waist grinding against his body, slowly and gently.

“With tits like these?” The man said, making Hailey moan. It almost sounded like he was touching them, but… but security would surely have stopped that? “So soft, bouncy and big. Bet they taste great as well.”

“Mhmmmaybe~” Hailey purred. Still grinding on him. “I bet you taste great as well.”

Another line that didn’t make any sense. It’s not like he had tits anyone would want to taste. She must have been throwing out the first thing that came to mind. She’d been so calm and in control the rest of the night, I was worried that she was in over her head now. Nerves finally catching up.

“Why don’t we just…” I thought for a second I heard a ripping sound, but Hailey let out a moan over the top of it. It didn’t sound like a fake moan ever… it sounded all too real.

“Don’t need this anymore.” The man threw something back, over my head. I barely got a glimpse at it, but I couldn’t help but think it had been one of Hailey’s boob pasties… “It’s that better? With these puppies free?”

Fuck. This was happening. This creep had lured her in and now he was taking advantage of her. And where the fuck was security? Fucking nowhere. I wanted to believe that I was hearing things wrong, that Hailey would have screamed before letting things get like this. I couldn't think of what else would be happening though.

 This wasn’t the time for thinking. This was the time for action.

I was here to save her, and that’s what I would do!