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Useless: Chapter 2
🕑 Added 2025-07-30 01:29:14 +0000 UTCDan walked back to Candycade in his best clothes, looking to get drunk as a skunk. The building covered in pictures of preening pretty boys was now pumping out bass infused dance music. He snuck into the employee entrance with his hood up. After getting inside he relaxed and found Joan in her office.
“Joan, I’ve decided to have a drink with the boys.” He pointed at his dress shirt and khakis. “Will this outfit do ok?”
“Not if you want to make bank.” She snuffed out her cigarette into the ashtray. “But for now it’ll do. Go on up, talk to Sam and just have a good time. That’s all I’m asking.”
“I can have a good time.” He shook her hand. “You can rely on that.”
He trotted up the narrow staircase to the first floor. The music intensified. He took a breath and opened the door. The music erupted down the staircase and a wall of cigarette smoke billowed into his face. He put on a smile and walked out onto the club’s main room.
Dan thought the dance floor would have been more packed, but there was enough space for him to weave his way through the clam bed. The women on the dance floor seemed to be in their late twenties to late thirties. They were all quite drunk and smiled at him lewdly as he passed them by. Finding his target he walked to the bar and found three bird boned slender peacocks of men. They were dressed in slim tailored suits with pointed leather shoes.
“Hey, is Sam around?” He looked at them, while they stared at their phones.
“Sam I am.” A short thin man with a cock’s comb haircut stood up and bowed obsequiously. “Are you fresh meat? We could use some respite.”
“I’m Dan, it’s nice to meet you.” He offered his hand, Sam took it weakly. “I hear you’re the man to talk to about learning to party.”
“That’s the truth Danny boy. We’re here most days making the ladies wish they had more money. You follow my lead and I’ll make sure you make less money than me. HA!” He handed Dan a shot of everclear. “Drink this.”
Dan took the glass and downed it. He thought for a moment and decided to experiment. He focused on the warmth in his chest and willed himself to burn it away. His body flashed in heat and soon the warmth in his chest dissipated. OK, I can seem to burn away intoxicants in my bloodstream at will.
“Ah! We got a real man here! Toast! Toast! Toast!” Sam downed his shot and then introduced his two compatriots. “These are my best friends Johnny and Nelvin. I know it’s hard to tell us apart, so I’ll show you a trick. Johnny has a mole on his cheek, Nelvin has a dimple on his chin, and I always have a drink in my hand.” He downed another shot. “HA! Bartender! Shot! Shot! Shot! Shot!” He pumped his fists in the air.
“Sam, buddy, aren’t you supposed to get the girls to buy you drinks?” Dan poked his new friend. “I sure as hell can’t afford this.”
Sam put his hand to his mouth to cover the secret. “I have my drinks watered down. The customers' drinks are full octane. They really love the thought of getting a man drunk and dragging them up to a room.” He flicked his bangs past his eyes. “Seeing me drink is an advertisement. Lesson number one!”
He gestured to the dance floor. “You see that empty dance floor? If you go out there with a drink in your hand you’ll have at least ten girls swarming all over you. You have a dance with them, and then come back here and say you're thirsty. That’s at least fifty bucks in your pocket. The bar makes two-hundred, but who cares. The goal is to always get the girls drinking. When the booze flows, the cash flows.”
“What about fucking? Don’t you fuck them for money?”
Sam put his finger on Dan’s lips. “Would you serve dessert before the mains? No! Women want to walk down the path to the flower garden, not have rosewater dumped on them.” He spun around and gyrated, drawing cat calls from the women in the club. “We’re here to pluck the green from their wallets and make the girls love us for doing it.” He whispered in Dan’s ear again.” The real whales are the perverts though. Girls who want a man to take charge…HA! Can you believe that! A woman that pays you money and then doesn’t savor the sweetness of dominating a man. She wants us to do all the work!” He took a few steps back and plunked himself down on a bar stool and lit a cigarette. “You may get a whale, but having them buy you drinks is a host’s bread and butter.”
“Get them to drink eh? Let me try.” Dan turned around and looked at the dozens of girls chatting and staring at the peacocks who were either at the bar or prancing around the dance floor swarmed with voluptuous girls. Dan’s eyes darted around looking for what he wanted. No, too stacked. No, not enough money. Ah here we are!
Dan spied a wallflower. She was short and thin and wore a slinky black dress that revealed a lot. He noticed the gold necklace anointed with a substantial emerald jewel. This girl had short wavy red hair that barely passed her ears. Her posterior was her best feature, far outweighing her bosom, which was nice but not spectacular. Her heart shaped face and make up gave her a soft look. She pushed back her glasses onto her rounded blue eyes. She saw him stare and froze in embarrassment. The woman looked at her highball glass seeing her ice cubes melt rather than smile back at him.
Dan sauntered over to the ginger. He loved how easy it was to get girls in this world stirred up and blushing. When she looked up at him he smiled and she gasped and seemed like she wanted to crawl into a crack in the wall.
“Hi there.” Dan said to her. “I’m Dan, what’s your name?”
“Mmmh. I’m Silvi.”
“Silvi, that’s a pretty name. Would you like to dance?” He offered his hand.
“Eeek! No. I mean yes!” She forced her eyes shut and grabbed his hand and marched out to the center of the floor and started to dance mechanically.
“Whoa Silvi, slow it down. This isn’t a race. Let’s have some fun.” He got in close and put his hands on the small of her back. “Don’t be shy girl, you’re here for fun, and I’m here for you.”
Dan could see the short redhead melt in his hands. He guided her to stop her jerky motions and just get close. She eventually got the hint and put her hands on his fit arms and danced more like a human.
Silvi stared at his half buttoned shirt and then up at his face. “I don’t usually come to places like this anymore. I wanted to see what this particular place was like.”
“So what do you think so far?”
“At first it wasn’t so much different than a regular club, except the men are better dressed, and the women are less inhibited.” She glanced around. “There’s a hell of a lot of bouncers too. I wasn’t having a very good time until you arrived.”
“Then I’m glad I came when I did. It would be a shame for a cute young gal like yourself to have a bad time at the Candycade. If you can’t get lucky here, then it’s a cruel world.”
“Don’t you know it?” She moved her arms around to hug him. Silvi put her cheek against his unbuttoned shirt and closed her eyes. The dance became more like a hug with turning around in place.
After the dance was finished Dan pushed her slightly away to look at her face. “Would you like to buy me a drink, Silvi? I’m a little thirsty after that dance.”
The redhead vigorously nodded and dragged Dan to a booth. Not a moment later, Sam came up with a six foot tall bombshell of a woman. Sam flicked his hair. “Mind if we join you? Dan needs a good wingman on his first day on the job.”
Dan looked at Sam and gave the thumbs up. He thought he was doing well, but that feeling often got him in trouble in this world. It only made sense to have all the help he could get. Sam slid around the booth so both men sat together and were then flanked by Silvi and the bombshell.
Sam said put his mouth right in Dan’s ear. “Rule number two about chatting up the punters is never ask what they do for a living. You can talk about how hard they work, but the less us boys know the better.”
“Why is that?”
“They want anonymity. She probably didn’t even tell you her real name.” Sam looked at Silvi. “Miss, my name is Sam. Who might you be?”
“My name is Silvi.”
“Lindsey, this is my new friend Silvi. Silvi, this is the beautiful Lindsey.” The two girls shook hands. Lindsey wore a silver sequin dress that pushed her tits up, she had long blonde hair and a smile on her face that said she was half in the bag.
A waiter came up. “What will you be having?”
Silvi looked up. “I’ll have a midori sour. What are you having Dan?”
Dan took two seconds to look at the drink menu. “Gin and tonic please.”
“Boring!” Sam yelled. “I’ll have a zombie, and my good friend Lindsey will have another sex on the beach. Ha!”
Lindsey tittered. “Sam stop it.”
“What girl? You know you love getting teased.” He turned to Sam. “Isn’t it nice to hang out with such beautiful girls and make them uncomfortable?”
Dan smiled. “You know, you’re right. It does seem to be one of the perks.” He put his warm hand on Silvi’s thigh under the table, her supple flesh felt wonderful under his fingertips. “I can think of some other perks, but talking with the city’s prettiest women has got to be near the top.”
Silvi squirmed and struggled to maintain composure. “Lindsey, do you come here often? This is my first time here.”
“I’m hooked.” She yanked Sam to her, making his hair cut wobble from the jolt. “I pay top dollar to spend time with Sam. He’s the top earner for two weeks running.”
“You must be very proud.” Dan picked up the glass the waiter had just set down. “A toast for Candycane’s top earner. To Sam!”
“To Sam!” The girls replied and took a long sip from their drinks.
Sam winked at Dan and clinked his glass. “Seems like you’re getting the hang of this. I’ll stay with you in the booth with my girl, but I’ll let you do your thing. If you need help just elbow me. Remember, don’t talk about the flower garden until she’s had at least four more drinks. If she buys a bottle of champagne, then you can skip that and talk about what she really came here for.”
So Dan spent a good long time with Silvi in conversation. Dan talked mostly about how pretty Silvi looked and tried to start conversations that avoided her work. The drinks kept coming but he used his new super power to keep his buzz right in the sweet spot. Silvi got more and more flushed as she had more midori sours.
After a pause in the conversation, Silvi blurted out. “How come you haven’t asked me about my work? <hic> Aren’t you curious? <hic>” She covered her mouth. “I’m sorry I’ve got the hiccoughs.”
“It’s a rule that we avoid that in case you want to remain anonymous. You want to have a good time right? Actually, I don’t have a hang up about it, so if you want to talk about it I’m ok with it. What do you do?”
She whispered in his ear. “I’m a supe!” She put a finger up to her lips. “Shh! Don’t tell anyone.”
“Silvi!” He pulled her close. “Aren’t you supposed to keep that a secret? You’re drunk aren't you?”
“And what if I am? Hmm? Sam told you I needed to drink to get to the garden right? <hic> Waiter! I wanna bottle of champagne!” A roar came up from the club. The whole operation seemed to now focus on this diminutive redhead. Every employee circled around the booth as they popped the bottle and poured out some glasses.
“Drink! Drink! Drink!” The peacocks chanted.
Silvi forwent the glass and picked up the bottle and glugged down what was left of the bottle. Dan was shocked and really wanted to pull the bottle from her. The boys danced and strutted and chanted Silvi’s name. After a while they drifted away and the club returned to normal.
Sam elbowed Dan. “Holy shit brother. You’re a natural! I think you’re free to discuss whatever you want. Make sure she has a good time and wants to come back. Some girls fly away if you have sex, others get addicted. See what she’s like. Good luck!” Sam turned to his prey. “Lindsey, are you going to let the newbie beat me at earnings? Let's go to the bar and see what champ they have.” He shoved her out of the booth and pulled her to the bar.
Dan turned to face Silvi, she had a silly grin on her face. “Mission accomplished. <hic>”
Dan searched his mind. Superheroes in New England, short and red haired. His eyes darted as he flipped through the video clips in his mind. A hammer. A viking costume.
He leaned in and whispered. “You’re Red Berzerker, aren’t you?”
She grabbed him by the hair and kissed him. The girl was strong, and he realized he was using a tad of his super strength to keep up with her. They opened their mouths and explored. Soon his hands were drifting to her sides and massaging her rib cage.
She pulled away gasping. “That’s the reward for getting it right on the first try.”
“Wanna go upstairs?”
Silvi’s face almost blurred when she nodded quickly.
…
Candycane was one part seedy gloryhole, one part nightclub, and one part love hotel. Dan went up to the hotel counter and asked for a key while holding Silvi steady. The greying woman at the counter smiled at Silvi. “Congratulations miss, this is the first time Dan will be personally entertaining anyone.”
“I’m the luckiest <hic> girl in the world.” She wound up and spanked Dan on the ass, sending him forward a step to slam into the counter.
They hopped up the stairs and found the room. As they entered he saw it was large and inviting and bathed in low red lighting. He picked her up and tossed her on the bed, making her giggle.
“I was told I had to ask this earlier. What would you like to do, and then I can come up with a price.” Dan’s old world desires arose and told him to just fuck the shit out of her for free.
Silvi writhed on the bed and bit her lip. “Promise you won’t think I’m weird?”
“I’m paid not to, and it would be a dick thing to do anyway.”
“I’ll pay you one thousand dollars to jack off and spray your cum on my face.”
“... that’s … that’s all?”
“You think I’m weird.” She slumped and pouted.
He got on the bed and hugged her. “No! Not at all. I just thought you’d want something more.”
“I’m what you call a sub Dan, I’m fucked up. I want men to ride me.”
“We can do that if you want. I’m game.”
“But I’m super strong, and I tried dating someone. When we finally got intimate, I ended up hurting him.” She hugged back desperately and started to get upset.
“Shhhh. “ He put a finger to her lips. “Don’t worry. We’ll do what you want.”
Silvi lay on her back and Dan straddled her while he fished out his pecker. It looked like she was using all her will power just to stay still. A few strokes and Dan’s wang was at full attention. Silvi’s eyes got droopy as she saw his manhood.
“It’s nice Dan.” She sniffed it. “You don’t know how much I want to stuff it down my throat.”
Dan gently grazed her face with his dick. When it went past her mouth she flicked her tongue at it before coming to her senses and controlling herself. The next few minutes were fairly straightforward, Dan wasn't particularly happy with just jacking it onto a pretty girl's face, so he didn’t waste time.
When he did come, something was drastically different from all the other orgasms of his life. The amount that spurted out was enormous. A gout of creamy liquid shot out and hit the red head's face, making her sputter in shock. Rather than a modest amount of ejaculate, the poor girl looked like she was drenched. Some got in her nose and she coughed and sneezed.
“Aw shit Silvi I’m sorry.”
“Sorry, mmmh.” She started lapping up the spooge. “Why should you, haaah, mmmph, be sorry. That was incredible!”
“I didn’t mean to mess up your hair so much, let me get you a towel. You’ll have to take a shower before you leave.”
“What if I don’t want to be clean. What if I’m done being perfect? I want more Danny”
He wiped up as much cum as he could from her face and hair.
“Then I can help you with that. Are you sure you want to do more, you’re pretty drunk Silvi.”
“What if I want to feel drunk when I do it huh? I can sober up in a second if I wanted to. I want to feel vulnerable and out of control.” She took the towel from him and sniffed it. “You’re driving me insane Dan. If I hurt you, I’m sorry, I’ll try not to.”
In a flurry of movement the two superpowered humans undressed and got back on the bed. Both of their forms colored red from the lighting.
“Silvi, your body is exquisite, and your skin is so soft.” He put his face down on her breast and teased her nipple with his mouth.
“Fuck Dan, I’m so fucking wet for you.” She scratched his back making his skin welt. Dan was sure the skin would have bled had he not had super invulnerability.
He reached around and grabbed her wrists and forced them down on the bed. Silvi’s eyes widened.
“How the hell can you do that? How are you so goddamn strong?!”
“I guess I’m just lucky. Now take your fucking like a good girl and enjoy yourself.”
She spread her legs and rocked her pelvis so he could enter her. He savored the penetration and her reaction to the movement. Her face was showing gratitude, lust, and desperation. When he had bottomed out, he felt like she could take all of him without feeling poked. This was indeed going to be a good fuck.
He kissed her neck and started to move inside of her. She bucked up frantically. It was clear she was driven by years of sexual frustration.
“You feel so good Silvi, you’re such a knockout.” He nibbled her ear. “Will you let me fuck you, or do you need me to keep you pinned.”
“I’m sorry, I can’t control myself.” She fought him. “Maybe next time, but I’m loving this Dan.”
He arched his back upwards and interlocked her fingers with his. He stared into her deep blue eyes.
“Don’t look at me.” She turned her head in shame.
“Why be shy, baby? You should be proud of that smoking body.” He pumped her faster. “I should video you when we fuck, you’re a work of art.”
“You wouldn’t dare!” She wrapped her legs around him and cliched him on his down strokes to make for harder fucking. Dan let go of the heroine’s arms and came down to hug her while he thrusted. He kissed her mouth before sucking on her neck. Silvi tugged his hair and bit his ear before grabbing onto his buttocks as he rutted.
“You’re getting so tight!”
“I’m gonna cum Dan, don’t you dare fucking pull out on me or you’ll regret it. Mmmmaaahhh!” She moved so fast for a few moments that it was almost comical before screaming and letting a lot of fluid onto the silk sheets. Dan couldn’t contain his essence any further and blasted her love tunnel with joy juice. So much of it came out that it squirted out of her as he pumped his last thrusts.
Silvi kept Dan in a vice-like grip and held him while she convulsed at random intervals. He had to use some effort to breathe under her strength. Her snatch held onto him and he doubted he could pull out of her without seriously pulling.
“First time… that…”
“This was your first time, what?”
“Cumming, with someone. <clench> So good.”
They stayed enmeshed for so long that his patience was starting to run out when she finally relaxed and let her limbs rest on the bed. He rolled off the red head’s lithe body to lie next to her.
“Never thought it could be like that.” Her hand wandered over to his abdominal muscles and made circles.
“How long have we been at it? Shit, if we don’t get out of here soon, they’re going to charge you double.” He stood up and walked to the bathroom and started the shower.
She rolled onto her side. “When can I see you again?” He glanced back and saw her honey pot drenched with ejaculate. Her face was serenely sweet, like she had forgotten all the cares in the world.
“You can see me every night you want, if you have the cash.” He lathered up. “You must be pretty busy though, saving the world and all. Oh, hello.” Silvi got into the shower with Dan and looked at him hungrily. Dan smiled, “You look like the cat that caught the bird.”
She pecked his chest from top to bottom as she got on her knees and looked up at him. “Maybe I am.”
