Strip Club Story #6
At one club we had a guy that had a pretty serious foot fetish, let’s call him Frank. Now Frank came in a couple times a month and would tip the dancers to sit with him and let him rub their feet, he’d also buy the dancers used heels once in a while. The dirtier the feet/heels were, the more he liked it. There was one dancer that Frank loved(lets call her Snow). Snow was average height with a husky build and a dislike of showering. Frank as came in when Snow worked and always bought heels from her. One day he came in for his bi-weekly foot fix, Snow comes in and tells Frank she needs to get changed and she’ll come sit with him. So she goes into the dressing room and gets changed, now the dressing room is right next to the DJ booth and you hear loud talking. I hear the House Mom and Snow arguing then see Snow come storming out to the bar and up to Frank. She tells him that she’s being sent home and he looks her up and down then pays her for two couch dances. As soon as Snow and Frank get into the couch dance room, half the dancers flood into my booth and crowd around the monitor. I still don’t know what the big deal is so I asked, one of the girls tells me why Snow was pissed and being sent home was because she hadn’t bathed in days and her legs were literally black with dirt. When I heard that is when I realised that Snow didn’t have knee highs on, but that it was just filth and Frank was licking it off her toes.
Strip Club Story #7
I once walked into the VIP room to see a guy snort coke out of a dancers butthole as she farted up his nose.
Strip Club Story #8
It was my 21st birthday and I had never been to a strip club. I decided, fuckit I’m going and headed down there with some dude friends. One of the guys I was with was real shy. He was so fucking funny, but REAL shy. He got shit faced with me, and I thought it would be fun to buy him a dance. So the nice (but very ghetto) lady leads him to the back room for a one on one dance, and I sit up at the stage raining dolla dolla bills y’all and getting cute girl asses shoved in my face.
About five minutes later, the bouncer comes up to me and says, “uh, your boyfriend needs you…” Boyfriend? What boyfriend? Ohhhh my friend “Matt” that was back with the stripper. I ask what’s wrong but before he gave me the answer, the stripper comes running out of the back room with barf all down her titties. My eyes were wider then her asshole with a buttplug. I ran in back and there was my friend, puke all down him, crying like a baby, trying to clean up the mess. I grab him and sit him down, mop up the yak with some drink napkins and then try clean him up. Then I run to the bathroom where the stripper was and apologized, gave her a $100 tip and apologized some more. She didn’t take it well, but I didn’t blame her.
When I got my friend out to the car, I was finally able to ask him what happened. He looked at me with solemn eyes and said, “I smelled her vag.”
Strip Club Story #9
I was a waitress in a strip club. We had a feature and one of the thing she did was pull a long string if pearls out of her vagina. The first couple of nights they came out white…the last night they came out red… Glad it wasn’t me!
Strip Club Story #10
We had a this train wreck dancer named Angie at my strip club. She always stormed around onstage with crazy eyes and we all thought she was transsexual until a) we found out she had a son and b) this happened. So it’s a nude club and Angie starts her period onstage. She was also wearing white panties. The staff tried to get her off the stage, but she wouldn’t and continue to dance and smear her own blood around. When they finally got her off the stage, she did an epic rage quit FUCK THIS CLUB type deal, and RUBBED HER PERIOD SOILED PANTIES on the house mom’s face.
Did you learn anything about strip clubs and strip club etiquette from these horror stories? Wearing cologne might be a good shout, definitely coming in after eating, and definitely not wearing anything that stains easily.
