Chapter 4 Oh my Godwin!

Amber eyed the bar and debated if she should have another drink. She needed to be able to function in four hours, as tonight was a special night for the club. She decided to stick with water, as her body was already adorned with sweat. She needed to hydrate herself properly so she had enough energy to go from her three a.m. to noon shift. Her job was naturally high energy and high productivity. She made her way across the mass of moving bodies, the strobe lights casting spotlights here and there, and one patron already tripping out. He was shoving the other club goers in a panic and screaming. Some bouncers removed him seconds later and he disappeared through a side exit. He was unlikely to be the only one escorted out before the night was through. A fight or two would probably also break out in light of half- priced alcohol on this level. Amberleigh leaned her back up against the bar, and quenched her thirst, while watching the room, looking for potential marks she could seduce. She had to hand it to Ebony, that was a smooth move earlier and Amber was a bit jealous she hadn’t thought of it herself. She noted a couple older potentials, and one young man was definitely eyeing her back. She set her water down and fanned herself, taking great care to expose most of her breasts as she did so. Then she jumped up on the bar and let him catch a glimpse of her see through black panties, before she closed her legs. Only quick, free previews of her goodies. She was sure to lean forward in a way that would make her breasts pop. She licked her lips and waited. The man was with some friends, all standing on the edge of the dance floor drinking martinis. They were probably in college, trust fund kids here on daddy’s dime. His buddies were nudging him to make his move. He was young, blonde, and maybe a good fuck. In Amberleigh’s opinion, his stamina and energy, would probably make up for any lack of experience. And his wallet would also. He would certainly kick the night off to a good start and help her forget that asshole Tio. This could be fun. Maybe he was the type who liked to feel in control, or maybe he was the type who would let himself be dominated. You could never tell just by looking at them, and she had been wrong before. Contrary to many Goddesses and Pages, Amber wasn’t a fan of fucking virgins. But when she did get one here and there, she tried to make it a pleasant first experience for them. Make them know how it should feel and what it should be like. She hadn’t been a virgin herself when she came to the club, which she was glad about. If customers wanted to fuck a virgin at The Cobra Club, it would cost them more than the average Joe could afford. Looking at the college boy, she had no doubts he wasn’t a virgin. And he had finished his drink and was headed over. Amber smiled, gotcha little fish. But before the young man reached her, a Page from the Mosaic level sprinted over to the bar. He was in his uniform which consisted of a thin strip of fabric to cover his junk, bare chested with markings allover his brown skin, and a beaded headdress. Mateus was supposedly from the Amazon Jungle, but the only jungle he was from was the concrete one of Brooklynn. His real name was Duane and it had taken him quite a while to ditch his New York accent and talk in broken English around customers. “Amberleigh! Girl, everyone is losing their damn minds around here! I just have to tell you the news!” said Mateus. Amber held up a finger to quiet Mateus, but when she looked past him, the mark had already headed back towards his friends. She sighed. Fuck! Ebony would remain in the lead for now. She hopped down off the bar. “What is it?” she snapped. “Thee lites are in the building! Both of them!” he squealed. Mateus was practically jumping up and down with excitement. Then again, he had always been a bit dramatic. But both elites had never been in the club at the same time. The Godwin family and The Leda family each had a penthouse that looked out one of the Cobra’s eyes. John Leda was a scientist and majority shareholder in the largest pharmaceutical company in the United States, the LEDA Corporation. And he had been the first to discover which disease was infecting the population at an alarming rate. Numero uno to develop the first blood test to identify those infected, and patent the first serum that slowed the progression of the disease. It was common knowledge that the LEDA Corporation would also be the ones to develop a vaccine for the disease, rumored to be coming any day now. John Leda had become the richest man in the world thanks to the disease which ravaged it. He was treated like a God in this city and this club. He visited the club less frequently than his brother Edward or his son Kaleb, but the last time Amberleigh had been pulled to their penthouse, the man himself was at the party. Entertaining some executives from his company. She had wound up giving a private show to Kaleb Leda, who wasn’t that good of a fuck, but she had made more money that night than she had ever before. She remembered that slightly awkward sexual encounter and wondered if Kaleb was gay. Perhaps he didn’t realize it yet himself or was still in the closet, afraid to come out and hurt his families’ reputation or some shit. Amber had almost doubted herself and her talents that night when she had hella trouble getting Kaleb off in the beginning. But she’d seen the horrified look on the twenty-year-old’s face when she had suggested adding a Page to the party. She’d resorted to blindfolding him and tying her long hair back so he wouldn’t feel it tracing across his skin as she sucked his dick. His body finally started responding to her then and she was relieved, all was right in the world again. She finished Kaleb off by getting on all fours in front of him and slamming her back end against his cock, until the still blindfolded pharma heir took over the job. It didn’t surprise Amber his cock found her asshole instead of her pussy. She was sure it wasn’t just because he was blindfolded and had hit the wrong hole in error. He started fucking her with more zeal after he entered her ass instead of her pussy. He came to life pounding her back door and finished quickly and satisfied after. She made a mental note of it in case she was chosen to entertain the second richest man in the city again. Perhaps she’d also dress more the part, shying away from the feminine next go around. The sexual perks of being wealthy and powerful were only the tip of the fucking iceberg. And John Leda wasn’t the only one to cash in on the apocalypse. The Godwin family had armored their trains, and their vehicles, and started transporting cargo of all types throughout the country. Even of the human variety. People depended on the Godwin Railroad to get to their destination safely through the wastelands and the infected domains, and also get the supplies they needed to survive. The Godwin family had become the second richest in Omega City. The patriarch Cole Godwin and his son Adam had once been frequent visitors. He had even brought the boy here on his sixteenth Birthday a decade ago, before Amberleigh’s time. Naturally, several Goddesses claimed to be the one who had taken Adam Godwin’s virginity. Other members of the Godwin family also used the penthouse from time to time, especially after the tragic death of Adam in a car wreck when he was only nineteen. After that Cole Godwin came here infrequently and his younger son Grayson had never set foot in the club. There were many rumors as to why that was, though none could be substantiated. Grayson made the tabloids frequently enough though, with sordid tales of wild parties and kinky sexual escapades. And two years ago, he was even set to marry another socialite heiress Courtney Van Tessin. Though rumor had it, their engagement was off. And it was rumored it was off because Grayson couldn’t keep it in his pants and had fucked half the heiresses in the city. Mateus sighed at her, perturbed that Amber was zoning out and delaying him from further spreading his gossip train. So many people to spread it through as the man lived for that sort of shit. She raised her eyebrows, “Bullshit. Mr. Godwin hasn’t been here in two years.” “It’s better than that! I heard a Goddess from the penthouse just served Grayson Godwin! For the first time in history, he is in our club! Damn I wish he would choose me! I would service him for free!” She laughed at the absurdity of the statement. “Grayson Godwin isn’t in this club Mateus. And he’s not gay. He’s fucked half this cities’ women. Just bored bitches gossiping like always.” He sighed and rolled his eyes, “Way to be a pessimist Amber. A guy can hope anyway. I gotta run. But I’ll see you later with a big fat I told you the fuck so.” She snorted as Mateus scurried off, to spread the latest piece of hot gossip around the club. The only thing that dropped around here quicker than gossip was panties. The latest rumor which spread through the club had been a Page had impregnated the Mayor’s wife. When she tried to pin the baby on her husband, the Mayor confessed he had gotten snipped behind her back because they already had three children who were dumb as fuck. This rumor was sure to blow that one out of the water. Amber gave one last glance into the direction her little fish had been in and found him dry humping another Goddess on the dancefloor. She decided to break protocol and try her luck at the VIP party. And hit up their buffet while she was at it. She was hungry as fuck for more than one kind of meat tonight. As she made for the elevators, she overheard a Goddess from the BDSM room gushing to a Page. “Oh my Godwin! Grayson Godwin is in the building!” She rolled her eyes and kept walking. Yeah, the fuck right he was. No use wasting time and energy on that bullshit. She liked her chances of hooking a big fish tonight. Amberleigh was hungry and on the prowl.