Pervert Blackmails Ballerina

Pervert Blackmails Ballerina

Joey was at the strip club watching a goddess work the pole. He felt like the pervert that blackmails a ballerina as he threw cash her way on the stage. There was something different about this dancer, she didn’t slide up and down the pole in the dangerous, snake-like way most strippers do. She was more graceful, heavenly almost.

Unwittingly, Joey had come to the strip club after his friend Greg left out a few details about the best place in town to get wings. Once they arrived he fully expected the typical subpar wings and worn out strippers. But Greg had turned him on to this new graceful woman who floated across the stage like an angel. “I got you a dance, man. With her!” Greg said as he gestured towards the angel on stage who had just ended her set.

“No way! Seriously? Certainly that woman is golden, the best dancer I’ve ever seen!” Joey is known as the dean of the most prestigious school of ballet in New York.

“They don’t dance like that at your school do they?” quipped Greg.

He thumbed through cash as the pervert blackmails a ballerina into a private dance.

But Joey actually thought the opposite now, recognizing above all the unmistakable grace of the mysterious dancer. A cocktail waitress walked over to the two men and grabbed Joey by the arm. “Follow me back for a private dance.” You don’t have to tell me twice, said Joey as he gleefully followed, drink in hand.

In the dark room, Joey made himself comfortable in the leather chair. As the lusty fallen angel approached him he realized that he recognized the woman. As she lowered herself into his lap, he could see in her eyes that she recognized him too! “Violet! What are you doing here?” he whispered to his star pupil.

“Shhh… we’ll talk later. Let me dance. We are being watched. I’m just a ballerina being blackmailed by a pervert.”

“The topless woman grinding on my cock doesn’t belong in a strip club. That is to say, as a scholarship recipient and prima ballerina, she should be tucked into her dormitory. No wonder she had an ethereal float to her movements on stage. Since the age of five, every muscle in her body has been trained to defy gravity.”

Joey’s mind snapped back to the reality that he had just engaged in some highly inappropriate behavior with his student. Additionally, he didn’t come out tonight to become the pervert who blackmails a ballerina with cold hard cash. He could lose his job. She could lose her scholarship. Eventually, the music faded out, Violet grabbed her top and smiled weakly as she left the room. Joey stumbled out of his chair and over to Greg. “We have got to get the hell out of here. Now.”

“What’s the problem old chap? Because you love to watch your students dance?”

“You knew Violet is one of my students?! Why would you buy me a dance with her? Don’t you know how much trouble we could both get into?! Some friend you are!”

“You are not my friend. For instance, if you were my friend, you wouldn’t have slept with my wife. And your perfect little student? Not so perfect. She’s been buying pills from me. I’m the pervert blackmailing the ballerina. Accordingly in her quest to be perfect for your fancy school, she became an addict.  As a matter of fact, I told her if she wants me to keep giving her drugs, she is going to have to earn them at the titty bar. Don’t you think she makes the most beautiful dancer this club has ever seen and will ever see?”

All of a sudden Joey’s head was spinning as he realized Greg was the pervert blackmailing the ballerina into dancing at the strip club. 

“So now you and your prize student are all mine. I have you on film getting intimate with your topless ballerina.”

“What do you want from me, Greg?” albeit he was about to become Greg’s second victim of blackmail.

“You like fucking my wife so much Joey, why don’t you come over to my house and do it again?  I’ll be there waiting for you with my camera in one hand and my dick in the other.”

“And if I don’t?” challenged Joey.

“Firstly, you can kiss your marriage, secondly your tenured professorship, and finally your star student’s career goodbye. While you’re at it, bring your prima ballerina, she can play too. She’ll do anything for a few pills.

Maybe you do, but I don’t have a problem with being the pervert who blackmails a ballerina.”

Eventually, the strong facade Joey put up melted away as he started to get hard imagining himself in a cuckold threesome with Greg’s curvy wife and Violet’s long flexible legs wrapped around him. All things considered, he submitted with a simple question, “When?”

“Be at my place tomorrow at 8. And bring Violet.” Want to know the dirty details…

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