UNDERCOVER GIRL IN OVER HER HEAD.

Jennifer walked into the club, surprised to see several of the guys from D.O.A. were there, all of them congregated around the managers' table. She walked right by the table, intentionally trying to hear anything that they might be discussing. It wasn't her night to work but Steve called and told her they were short-handed and it might be a good night to make some real money. Knowing the mentality of dancers, turning down the opportunity might damage her cover identity. So, she gathered her bag of outfits and make-up, tried to call Lucia to let her know she would be in play, and went into work.

It was after eight and Jennifer didn't have to go on until ten. After the way Lucia left so abruptly in the afternoon, Jennifer was in the mood for a drink or two and it would no doubt help her getting friendlier with the crowd. She enjoyed the first two sets she had performed, the feeling of freedom it gave her, the control over the audience, was empowering. She never saw herself as a sexual object, nor had she wanted to be viewed that way, but deep down Jennifer was enjoying the attention she received from the men and women alike.

Putting her gear in the dressing room, only a couple of the girls were there on a Sunday. She nodded to Lizzy and Hanna, two twenty-somethings that lived in town. Lizzy helped her with her first night, getting her makeup right and picking one of the house outfits. She was a friendly, almost nerdy red-head until she got into character. Hanna, a saucy character of Hispanic descent, kept mostly to herself. She was an attractive girl, could make plenty of tips, but did not seem to be enjoying the job. Jennifer offered to buy the girls a drink but Hanna refused and Lizzy was about to go on stage.

Walking out into the bar area Jennifer was stopped by Steve. He pulled her over to the table, guiding her onto his lap.

"Jennifer, sweety, have you met the guys?" asked Steve.

She met Alex and Buzz during her first night. They'd been friendly enough and Alex, or Lex as the guys called him, appeared to take a liking to her. Steve introduced her to the other four at the table. There was Lucas Blackstone, a dark-haired, swarthy looking guy, a few years older than she. Another guy named Trent sat across from Steve. Trent Larson was older than most of the club members at the table. He had long hair, a kind of hippy look to him, and a full-grown ZZ Top style beard that he spent a lot of time playing with. She wrote it off as a nervous tick. Lastly, Steve introduced her to Will Jones. Will was different than the rest, having a quiet reservation about him. He was like Trent, older than the rest of the table and he wore a cut with a patch that named him as Vice President.

Jennifer smiled as she spoke, "Nice to meet you, boys."

"Listen, honey, would you like to do me a favor?" asked Steve.

Jennifer wasn't sure what kind of favor her new "employer" might ask but to get in good with the club, make the connections for the federal case against the D.O.A., she knew favors might earn her some favor with the boys. She eagerly asked what Steve had in mind. What she found out was not what she expected.

"The boys aren't exactly fond of crowds. How would you like to suit up and give us a show in the VIP room?"

Lizzy told Jennifer about the money in the VIP rooms. She made it seem like a quick way to make a fortune, making the dances more personalized for the customers. Jennifer didn't see any reason why she shouldn't go for it. Lucia told her she could keep anything she made at the club, a little bonus for as she put it, "Cowboying up for the cause."

"Heck yeah, when were you thinking of doing this?"

Steve and the guys laughed. It told her that they meant now. Jennifer excused herself from the table, telling the guys she should go make herself more presentable. She told Steve to give her twenty and she'd make her way there. Her gut was in knots. A private performance for the six of them was not what she envisioned. As she walked back to the dressing room, grabbing a bottle of whiskey off one of the waitress's trays, she could feel her hands shaking.

Twenty-minutes later Jennifer walked through the crowd wearing thigh-high boots, a black lace panty, and a black leather vest. She picked the outfit specifically for performing when Alex was going to be at the club. The slutty biker babe look was popular online and in biker magazines, she studied during the month it took to set up her back story. In the twenty-minutes she worked on getting ready, she downed half the bottle of top-shelf whiskey. Lizzy helped her get into her gear, encouraging her not to worry and try to enjoy herself.

The five club members and Steve sat around a circular leather sofa with a pole in the center. As she stepped through the curtain, seeing all the mirrors and dim lights of the room, Jennifer immediately went for the pole as she started to seductively sway around in a circle. She made a point to make eye contact with each one of the men as they sat there, drinking, puffing on cigars, and eye-fucking every inch of her body. For the whole first song, she worked the pole, teasing the men, shaking her ass at each one in turn. As she moved around the room, working on her warm-up routine, she noticed they all seemed to be drinking heavily.

The second song came on and Jennifer spun rapidly around, letting herself drop down low, bouncing her ass off the floor as she popped open her vest. She was excited by flashing them, feeling a rush wash over her skin, goosebumps forming up her arms. She could feel her nipples hardening from excitement and the cooler air washing over them. Jennifer crawled on her knees from the center of the room, starting out with the club VP, she grabbed his knees and thrust them apart. She ran her hands up the inside of his thighs as she rose up, standing bent over in front of him. Jennifer pressed her body against Wills'. Her face just inches from his as she blew softly down his neck.

Sliding slowly down Will, Jennifer felt his rough hands on her sides, getting higher, closer to the sides of her tits as she continued down. She was startled, just a little, when she felt him move his hands in front of her, letting her tits glide across his palms as she lowered herself into his crotch. She knew bikers liked to play hard. As her head reached his belt line she put her hands on his chest. Getting just a little lower, Jennifer surprised herself, opening her mouth to grinder her teeth on the growing bulge in Wills' pants. She thought to herself, what am I doing?

After teasing Will, Jennifer stood back up, deciding what to do next. She spun around a few times to the music, opening her vest as she took it off. Jennifer continued to spin around until she was in front of Buzz. She looked playfully over her shoulder at him, giving him a wink as she dropped back into his lap, grinding her ass against his jeans covered cock. Buzz had no reservations as she leaned her head against his shoulder. His hands came up across her toned stomach, working up to her tits as he squeezed them simultaneously. The shock of being touched by his large and manly hands sent chills down her spine. She was just getting into the fourth song now and she had the boys eating out of her hand, or so she thought.

Lucas and Trent stood up beside Will, each grabbing one of Jennifer's legs as they raised them in front of her. She didn't know what to do as they decided to remove her panties for her. Jennifer just looked at them, trying not to give her fear away as they peeled them across her leather boots and threw them across the room. She realized her cover was as a party girl, biker babe, stripper. For the first time, she felt like a biker babe, being taken by the alpha males.

The boys pulled her off of Will, gyrating with her in the center of the room, each copping feels of her tits and well-shaped ass. Her heart raced. She had no idea what to do in a case like this and Lucia was nowhere around for a distraction.

When Trent stepped aside, leaving just Lucas behind her, she stood looking the club VP in the eye. As she tried to act unconcerned by the event that was unfolding, even trying to ignore how Lucas's hands were roaming all over her flesh, she was shocked to see Will had taken out his manhood. He raised a hand, motioning for her to come forward as his other hand stroked his eight inched, veiny, erection. Jennifer replayed every bit of knowledge she'd learned from being trained on undercover work. There was nothing to help her here. She was in over her head. As she moved slowly forward, her trembling hidden by her shaking side to side against Lucas, she knew what she was going to do.

Jennifer pressed her more than ample tits against Wills' leather-clad body again, slowly lowering her head towards his crotch. She wrapped her hand around Will, moving his aside as she softly stroked it up and down. She licked her lips, wetting them before relenting to her situation and lowering her mouth down and around his steely hard cock. While the others watched and applauded Jennifer began sucking the club VP right in front of them. As much as she tried, it was less fun and more work. She never in her life had felt like such a whore until now. As she worked his cock, in and out of her mouth, stopping to take a breath as she liked the huge mushroom head of his member, Jennifer couldn't believe she was acting so wanton.

Lucas and Trent were back at Wills' sides and had opted to join in on the fun. Each of them had taken their cocks out and grabbed Jennifer by her hands, putting them solidly around their tools. Jennifer felt sick to her stomach. Jesus, she thought, am I really going to have to get them all off. She soon learned that she was correct as she felt another set of hands, on her ass, spreading her cheeks. She knew what was coming and hoped to herself that these animals used condoms. She was an officer and certainly didn't want to be impregnated by a murderous scoundrel. It wasn't long before she felt the familiar feeling of a large cockhead pressing against the entrance to her hole. She told herself, just get through it, it'll get you a detective shield.

She came off Will's cock, taking a breath and faking a smile as she looked at the guys. She felt the sudden thrust of someone entering her pussy. It was Buzz. She saw Alex standing in the corner, by the entrance watching.

Jennifer worked on Will until he'd had enough. He pulled her head off his lap and pushed it into the sofa cushion. Buzz pulled out of her pussy and moved around her. Jesus, she thought, they were trading places. In a moment buzz was sitting in front of her, his still hard, pussy soaked cock, in her face as she continued to jerk Lucas and Trent. Buzz grabbed her by the head and guided his cock into her mouth, forcing the head all the way to her throat. At the same time she felt Will entering her from behind. Will pumped hard and fast into her, grasping her hips tightly with every thrust.

In the middle of all of the abuse she was taking, Jennifer began to feel the familiar feeling of excitement building inside her as her walls started to clench down on Wills' cock. For God Sakes, she heard herself think. She was actually getting off on the attention and the abuse they were putting her through. It wasn't long before Will began grunting, thrusting harder. It didn't take much for Will to lose control of himself and explode. At the same time Buzz started twitching and much to her shock, held her head on him as he shot his load repeatedly into her mouth.

As Will and Buzz were finished off Lucas moved in front of her and Trent behind her. She Lucas immediately put his cock in her mouth and she began trying to suck him, hoping she could finish him off as fast as possible. Trent caught her off guard, putting his cock against her ass and sliding it in, not giving any warning. Jennifer's scream was muffled by the large cock in her mouth. She tried to use her hand with her heads bobbing up and down and before she knew it Lucas exploded on her face. It took just a few minutes before Trent, the old hippy, groaned loudly as he unloaded himself into her rectum.

Jennifer, spent, sore, and confused laid her head against the leather-covered cushion as the guys went for drinks. She looked back, seeing Steve follow the guys out, leaving her with just Lex. She looked back at Lex, motioning for him to come forward. He shook his head from side to side.

"What's the matter, hun?" she asked the young prospect. "Not into the group thing?"

"Prospects don't eat at the same table," he told her, walking towards her with her vest and panties.

"Good to know," she sighed, standing on wobbly legs.

Lex helped her to the dressing room, giving her to Lizzy so she could help clean her up. When she got out of the shower and made it back to her station in the dressing room, there was an envelope with five thousand dollars in cash. She looked at Lizzy, a look of confusion on her face.

"Don't worry about it hun, we've all been there,"