The figure was just standing still for a few monts before the bass crept in and started to thump and reverberate all around. Slowly, we could see the blurry silhouette moving as restrained as it could before more and more figures started to appear on stage. However, right as the music reached its highest point, a synchronized show of lights ca in and matched each beat.
[ARE YOU REAAAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDYYYYYYYYYYY~!!!]
All of a sudden, fireworks were launched and the sa figure at the center was also being displayed on the huge screen behind us. Ricardo used to be the intermission number from Mr. Cuervo's gas but now he's the fucking opener.
His oiled skin, his rippling muscles, and the fucking attitude to bare almost everything in front of the crowd while only wearing a large C-String garnered imdiate cheers and applause.
Granted the beauties dancing around him were in a league of their own but our boy took the fucking show.
After a short pause, lights blared and smoke billowed on the viewing platforms, and several dancers appeared and danced at the sa ti. All of them were almost wearing nothing and I could definitely say that so of them were leaving nothing to the imagination.
The one closest to us only had band-aids covering her slit and her tiny nipples– and her asshole had a small plug that had lights, while the one a few others were ogling at was soone only 'wearing' a tail and cat ears. Almost every fetish known to man was getting honored but to make it fair, male exotic dancers were in the mix.
Surprisingly enough, they were the ones that were getting a lot of attention from the crowd because a few older ladies were pulled off of them by the guards present. In the end, it was all in good fun because the opening was so sort of way to advertise Mr. Cuervo's goods, and a good number of them on the viewing platforms were 'rented' on the spot for their ti.
With that said, the music just fucking slapped, and right when the first song ended and bridged to the second one, Ricardo was replaced with two beauties that made a significant portion of the guys on the viewing platforms go wild.
The two beauties were identical twins and they were dressed in skimpy schoolgirl outfits, but instead of moving in unison with the backup dancers, they faced each other and moved like they were standing in front of a mirror.
It was srizing in a way because even if the backup dancers were present, it felt like they were the only ones there.
Both of them had long flowing hair, tender bodies, and petite figures yet they were blessed in the front and in the back. It was not to the point that it looked too much but just comparing it to their slim waist and their long legs, everyone who would be with them would be able to get a nice handful.
I turned to Cynthia, "Do you know them?"
"N-No… they're definitely new…"
Tatiana chuckled, "You got replaced, huh?"
"Hmph, it's not like I care…" Cynthia trailed as she slightly pouted.
Kaley waved her over, "Oh, c'mon~ Technically–"
Cynthia cut her off, "I-I know, I just like the attention s-sotis…"
We got to conversing while we were watching the show but we were interrupted by a dancer wearing a bunny headband, a choker, spiked bracelets, fishnets, and stilettos. Furthermore, she was also wearing a plug that was round and fluffy on one end, and her whole niche was probably being a slutty bunny.
Everything else was free for our eyes to wander off but she leaned over to before licking her lips and whispering sothing in my ear.
"Hey, baby… I'm feeling a little cold… Wanna warm up a bit? I'm a little expensive but I'll do everything you want~ Mmh…"
The bunny lady never broke eye contact but she almost fell off when I opened my mouth.
"Ah– C-Can you move? I'm watching a show here with my friends… sorry…"
Kaley and Tatiana were trying so hard to contain their laughter but Cynthia had to give the finishing blow.
"You must be new, huh?"
The bunny lady never looked so shocked when she saw Cynthia sitting with our group, and looking at her like she was a pest. Her cheeks just flushed red with embarrassnt but right as she turned around and tried to scamper away, she bumped into a tall amazonian figure that was carrying a tal suitcase.
Quinn instantly lood over the poor girl, "The fuck? Are you watching where you're going?! Move!"
"S-Sorry!!!"
The lady just stumbled away from view but Quinn was wearing a smirk when she t eyes with us. In any case, her whole getup was different but she still had her fur coat draped over her shoulders.
Quinn was now wearing an all-black bodysuit made with stretchable and breathable material that was cut above her knees and her elbows, covering her huge assets completely with a turtleneck-like neckline. With that said, she paired it up with these white running shoes but I could still vividly see her naked body even if she covered herself up.
It was like she didn't wear clothes at all because her attire just fit her so perfectly, it highlighted her muscles and curves.
Tatiana instantly quipped, "So, you wearing a bra under there?"
Quinn shook her head, chuckling, "Fuck you, I threw one on but it's kinda tighter than I rember. I guess I grew again… Well, it's been a while since I wore one, I have to have a couple tailor-made again."
"Or just don't wear any."
"Heh. In a perfect world, sure. It's tis like these where I need to keep them in place while I'm moving."
Kaley interjected, "True… I want to be comfortable but it gets in the way when I'm running…"
Quinn chuckled, "And when it gets so hot? Ugh! Sotis, I had to apply so antiperspirant in my underboob–"
"Wha– M- too!"
Tatiana muttered, "C-Can't relate…"
Cynthia interjected, "M- too…"
"Shaddap, you're still growing… You never know…"
"I hope..."
'WHAT'S GOING ON?!'
I didn't know how I got myself into this position because a few monts earlier, I was watching a show with great production value but right now, I was in between girls talking about bras and boob sweat. As I turned my head to the side, everyone else in my group was either glaring at with jealousy, completely indifferent, or laughing at my predicant.
However, my attention was once more directed to the stage when flas suddenly jutted out from its four corners.
Furthermore, flas even jutted out near the viewing platforms and it sent out bursts that led to the main entrance before it quickly drew back to the stage.
The next thing we knew, we saw Mr. Cuervo in all his glory– rising from below the stage, without his coat on– and the first few buttons on his shirt were undone, exposing his chest, while he was tidying his slick mustache. However, the dancers behind him suddenly pulled on his shirt and revealed his ripped upper body that was covered with tattoos, and the whole crowd just went wild.
After that, the twins we saw earlier walked up to him and offered two rapiers that were resting on separate pillows.
'...'
While everyone else was wondering what he would do next, the gates to the main entrance just opened up and burst into flas before dozens and dozens of deadheads poured in and caught fire. However, they didn't stop even if their rotten flesh started to get crispy and it'll only take a matter of seconds before they bridge the distance.
It was just that Mr. Cuervo pulled the blades off of the twins' grasp before he leaped in the air and took the flaming deadheads head-on.
'This motherfucker– I knew it!'
I could clearly see how Mr. Cuervo was wearing a devilish smile before he licked his lips and jumped straight to the threat with reckless abandon and what's more, everyone lost it when the earpieces of the guards buzzed at the sa ti, and all of them turned away from the person they were supposed to protect with their lives.
If Mr. Cuervo gets as much as a scratch, this night, this place, and our whole plan would be fucking over.
However, there was just this feeling that made everyone do nothing but watch with bated breath as to what would happen next.
The music blasting from the speakers beca awfully quiet the mont Mr. Cuervo appeared on stage but it just suddenly blasted at full volu the mont he made first with his victim.
His thin blades just lopped off heads one after the other, and the motherfucker had the ti to fix his hair before he sunk both of his rapiers into a flaming deadhead's eye sockets and eviscerated it completely.
I never thought that he could move and fight in such a way– as if he was dancing with them, because I for sure thought he'd co out with a huge slab of tal and light it on fire before swinging it around to crush his victims.
Well, I was told before that Cynthia was taught various subjects and trained in different disciplines, but I never thought that Mr. Cuervo was the one who taught her how to use a rapier– in his case, two of them.
I thought he was just an avid collector but who knew he was able to use them so well.
With that said, the mont he took care of the last one, the flas coming from the first victim he took down just died out, and he casually lit a cigar he took from his pockets before wearing an earpiece.
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