As several more men came in to stand at the bar, Broni poured their drinks for them, ignoring their suggestive comments. She couldn’t believe the arrogance of these people; they actually thought she would willingly give in to their demands. Right now, it suited her to pretend she was compliant, but when it came time, she was going to introduce her sword to several of these assholes.
The women were completely submissive to the men, who disgusted Broni with how they were allowed to touch and fondle the women in front of each other. The men all looked and spoke suggestively to her, but so far, she hadn’t had any trouble with any of them.
She noticed Rhyswhen he came into the room, Layla immediately taking him a bottle and glass. Unlike the others, he didn’t try to sit and interact with anyone.
Nikkiwent to the kitchen, coming back with several plates of food for the bikers. Broni noticed that Rhys didn’t get up to get any of the food for himself. Instead, Layla took him a burger then sat down at the table next to him.
“She has it bad for him,” Dee said, coming up next to her, seeing she was watching Rhys and Layla.
Broni wiped up the spilt beer on the counter. “How about Rhys?”
Dee shrugged, her loose t-shirt falling off her shoulder. “Rhys doesn’t care about any of the women. We’re all just warm holes to him,” Dee said matter-of-factly.
“That doesn’t bother you?” Broni asked, studying the young woman’s reaction. She was very pretty, however Broni’s sharp gaze saw several bruises around her neck and arms.
“Fuck, no. Rhys is one of the easy ones. He just wants to get off and be left alone.” When a door banged opened then crashed closed, Tank came walking to the bar toward them. “Tank, on the other hand, gets off by hurting whoever he’s fucking. All the girls hate it when he picks us for the night.” Broni could tell from the look Dee was giving her that she thought Broni would be finding shit like that out on her own. Dee was mistaken; she would kill the big bastard before she would let him touch her.
“Bitch, give me a beer.”
Broni set a beer down in front of him and bit her tongue to keep from snapping at him, knowing it would cause a confrontation if she treated him the way he deserved. She moved away from him without making it obvious, unconsciously moving closer to the end of the bar closest to Rhys’s table.
A biker standing on the other sideof the bar grabbed her arm. “Where you going? Keep me company for a while.” He tugged her from behind the bar, his arm sliding around her shoulder, pulling her close to his side. Broni stood stiffly beside him, remembering Dee’s words. However, when the biker’s hand moved to her butt, she jerked away, only to be hauled back. An arm around her waist forced her against him, her butt pressed to his hardening cock.
“Don’t piss me off.”
Broni nodded. She turned her head and saw Rhys watching, but he didn’t try to intervene. She swallowed her anger, deciding it was better not to antagonize the man further. Adam was still in the room, and he had told his men they had to wait until Saturday. She could bide her time.
“Take it easy on her, Rucker. She’s new,” Dee said, bringing the biker who held her in a tight grip another beer.
“Is that so? She needs to learn the rules quick then, and that means doing what makes us happy,” Rucker said harshly into her ear, rubbing his whisker-laden cheek against hers. “Adam said no fucking until Saturday; that doesn’t mean we’re not allowed to touch. I want to know what I’m buying if I decide to spend my points on her.” He tugged her forward, pushing her through the crowded bar toward a stage that sat against a wall, before he lifted her up onto it.
“Take your clothes off. Give us a show.”
Broni paledwhen all the men in the room turned toward the stage. Someone turned on some music as the men started yelling at her to take her clothes off. She attempted to jump off the stage, but Tank blocked her retreat with an evil grin. Her eyes found Adam watching her, seeing the warning in his eyes that he expected her to behave. Rhys, on the other hand, was still sitting at his table with a bored expression on his face.
Broni wasn’t about to strip in front of the men. She was going to try to jump off the stage again to the left, despite Tank’s threatening presence when Dee and Nikki climbed on the stage beside her. Both women started dancing seductively, motioning with their heads for her to do the same while Dee danced closer.
“Broni, if you don’t, it’s going to be bad. Don’t piss them off,” she warned, tossing her head in Tank’s direction who was still staring furiously at the stage.
Broni slowly started moving to the music, promising to herself that each of these men would pay for humiliating her. Dee and Nikki both pulled their t-shirts off, their naked breasts swaying to the music, titillating the bikers further as they tried to distract them from Broni’s lack of action.
Broni’sfingers went to her shirt, pulling it up to bare her belly, angry that she was caving to their demands. She swallowed hard before she could change her mind, jerking her top off then throwing it down angrily on the stage.
“Shake them titties,” Tank yelled. The bastard grinned up at her like she was trying to entice him while all she wanted to do was grab her top and disappear.
“Show me that pussy!” Rucker yelled, dancing in front of the stage.
Dee pulled her shorts down and kickedthem away from her feet just as Nikki did the same. Broni could tell it wasn’t the first time the women had entertained the men by stripping. Both women wore thongs, unconcerned by their nudity.
Broni bit her lip, tasting the mortal blood on her lips. The taste was a vicious reminder she was at their mercy without her powers and without the sword she had hidden behind the clubhouse mere moments before she had been found.
Her trembling hands tugged down her skirt until it fell at her feet. Copying Dee’s move, she kicked it away then continued to dance to the sultry music. It wasn’t long before Tank reached forward, yanking Nikki down from the stage and carrying her back where the bedrooms were. Adam then stood, motioning to Dee. She paused before leaving the stage. “Keep dancing. At least up here they won’t be touching you.”
Broni watched as Dee jumped down, going to Adam, who jerked her down onto his lap. She quit watching when he took her breast in his mouth at the same time everyone at the table used coarse descriptions to urge him on.
Broni kept dancing andeventually the men returned to their drinks while the other women kept their glasses filled. Broni’s anger grew higher each minute she stayed on the stage, but Dee was right, no one made an attempt to touch her. They were content to sit and watch her dance as they talked or played cards.
A scream above the music drew her attentionto a blonde woman she hadn’t met. She was leaned over the pool table at the back of the room with Rucker behind her, pulling his cock out of his jeans. He impaled the woman as he entered her from behind while his friends stood at the table, avidly watching.