Title: Dance For Me

Rating: M

Summary: Abandoned at birth, Regina grew up in the streets. At 18 she snagged a job in a strip club, becoming a popular dancer very quickly. Unfortunately, the club Regina worked at was frequented by the notorious Black Rose gang. One night, Regina is requested by none other than the Queen of the gang, Cora Mills.

Prompt: Can u make a incest story between Cora and Regina with Regina being a stripper and Cora a mobster and Regina doesn't Cora is her mother but Cora does and gives her a lap dance - Alexand33386041
+ requests from reviewers on 'A Mother's Job is Never Done' for anal play/sex (which will feature in later chapters)

Author's Note: Hey, lovelies! Long time-no fic, huh? Well, I got this prompt from Alexand33386041 on FF . net and it got me inspired to write again! So, with that I'll leave you to enjoy this fic :)
This will also be a multi-chapter fic. Probably only two or three chapters long … for now.

WARNING: Incest, Dub-con, Lap dances, BDSM themes and all that other naughty stuff ;)

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Regina knew that if she didn't feel comfortable working for a client at The Rabbit Hole, she would be allowed to refuse her service. Apparently, that didn't apply to the ever intimidating Cora Mills. Ever since she was requested a few days prior by the leader of the Black Rose gang, she had this unsettling feeling in her gut. She had talked to her boss, Jefferson, about refusing but he said this was something that she couldn't back out of.

"Queenie, as much as I love ya, we can't just say no to Ms. Mills. The money her cronies bring in on a daily basis are what keeps this place up and running. So, you gotta do what you gotta do. And I'm not about to let you ruin my business," Jeff said as he wrote something on a piece of paper.

Regina sighed and nodded, "I understand. Could I at least have someone outside the room in case anything happens?"

"Yeah, I'll allow that. Don't want one of my best dancers hurt," Jeff nodded before continuing with his paperwork, "Now, if that's all, you should get back to work."

Regina left without another word and went to the girls' dressing room backstage. She slumped into her seat and took a deep breath.

This was going to be interesting.

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"Tonight's the night Queenie. You ready?" Kathryn, another dancer, asked as she applied her makeup.

"As ready as I'll ever be, I suppose," Regina sighed as she finished with her own makeup, checking her work in the mirror.

"Hey, you look a million bucks, Queenie," The blonde nudged her friend, "Don't stress about it. It's just a quick dance, you grab the money and leave."

"I can only hope it'll be that simple," Was Regina's response.

When Regina walked out of the dressing room in her costume, she peeked around the curtain to see who was here. Some of her regulars like Mallie and Robin were here, along with several of Cora's boys. She couldn't see the woman herself, which put her at ease for now. She hung around the bar and snuck a glass of wine to calm her down, but not inebriate her. After a while Jeff found her and pulled her aside.

"Ms. Mills just arrived. Head over to your room and I'll bring her in," He said before pushing her over in the direction of the private rooms.

The wine seemed to wear off instantly at the mention of the powerful woman. She walked on slightly trembling legs towards her room and walked up on the mini stage at the front of the room. The last time she felt this nervous was before her first dance at this club almost a year ago. She willed herself to calm down just as the door opened. A woman dressed in a smart black pantsuit walked in, followed by her boss.

"Make yourself comfortable, Ms. Mills. If you need anything, just press that button on the table," Jeff said before taking his leave.

The dimly lit room didn't really help Regina see the woman's face properly. It didn't matter, she wasn't being paid to stare at her client.

"Good evening, Ms. Mills," Regina offered a small smile, "What would you like tonight?"

Cora thought for a bit as she sat down, a glass of scotch in one hand. The intimidating woman let her eyes rake up and down Regina's curvy body. She hadn't seen her daughter since she left her in the care of a foster family when she was a baby. Cora approved of how her daughter had developed over the years. She was just a tad disappointed that she hadn't been here sooner to appreciate the young woman.

"Let's start with a striptease, shall we? Then I want a lap dance," Cora grinned before sipping her drink and leaning back against the lounge.

Regina gulped and nodded. Sure, men had leered and ogled her while she danced, but nothing compared to the way Cora stared at her like a predator locking on to its prey. The young woman picked up a remote from the side of the stage and pressed the play button. Sultry music flowed through the speakers. The overhead lights dimmed more and the small stage was lit up with spotlights. Stamping down her nerves, Regina started swaying to the music. She focused on the rhythm and moved her body.

Her hands ran up and down her body, teasing the bits of cloth covering her. Regina forced herself to make eye contact with the powerful woman as she started loosening the tie around her neck. Her outfit for today was a slutty schoolgirl uniform, at Ms. Mills' request. After lifting the tie from around her neck, she threw it off to the side and fingered the top button. It strained against her generously sized breasts so much that it looked like it was about to pop. Regina slowly, teasingly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her smooth, tanned skin inch by inch. She could feel Cora's eyes follow her fingers, soaking up the sight of delightful cleavage. Once the blouse was unbuttoned, Regina turned around, her back to Cora, as she slowly lowered the fabric. She let it drop to the floor and started to touch herself, running her hands up her sides, teasing against the straps of her bra, and running along the waistband of her very short skirt.

Cora bit her lip as her eyes darted around Regina's body. She couldn't tear her eyes away for a second as her daughter stripped for her. Just that thought alone sent heat straight to her core. Regina, her daughter, was stripping for Mommy. Not that the poor girl knew, of course. But just imagining the younger girl breathlessly crying out for Mommy beneath her made her shift in her seat.

Regina continued the striptease, running her hands up her thighs, dragging the fabric of her skirt with her. That allowed Cora a small peek at her daughter's firm backside framed by a tiny thong. Turning back around to face Cora, the younger girl danced as she played with the hem of her plaid skirt. With a quick, fluid motion, Regina discarded the skirt as the song tapered off, leaving her in just the flattering bra and thong.

"Come here, Regina. I want that lap dance," Cora beckoned for the stripper to come closer, and it shouldn't have surprised Regina that Cora knew her actual name, and not her stage name.

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Being a stripper for a whole year meant that she had long gotten over the feeling of being exposed in front of clients. But it was a whole other story with Cora Mills. The way she looked at her was far more terrifying than the looks she received from other handsy men. On slightly shaky legs Regina approached the powerful woman comfortably reclined on the lounge. Cora smirked as she watched the stripper tremble. She took great pleasure in Regina's reaction.

Cora let her eyes roam once more along Regina's body, now fully exposed. The tanned skin had the older woman's mouth watering. She just wanted to bury her face in her impressive cleavage while she was knuckle deep in her daughter. Knowing she'd have to be patient until she would even be able to kiss the lovely young woman, Cora instead sipped her scotch to soothe her dry mouth. She parted her legs to allow Regina to stand between them when she stood in front of her.

As soon as Regina was standing in front of Cora she couldn't help but feel that this woman was somewhat familiar. It was a very strange feeling, but she pushed that to the back of her mind. She was here to work and not waste this woman's time and money. She mustered up some courage to recite the club's policies.

"Just so you know, Ms. Mills, during my lap dance you are not permitted to touch me in any way. You cannot touch me unless, of course, I touch you or instruct you otherwise. I would appreciate if you could follow the rules," Regina surprised herself when she didn't stutter or stumble over her words.

Cora raised an eyebrow in amusement, "This may be the first lap dance I've had but I know the rules, dear."

"O-Of course. W-Well, then I suppose there's nothing more to discuss," Regina nodded to herself.

Without another word, the music started back up and Regina began to move her body sensually to match the music. Cora eagerly took in the sight of a half naked Regina dancing for her. It wasn't long before the young woman had turned around and was starting to grind herself in Cora's lap. Regina held on to both Cora's knees for support as she pushed her backside into the older woman's crotch. It was a nice change to not feel something disgustingly hard push back up against her during her dance.

Cora's fingers itched to just grab her daughter's hips and fuck her against the lounge, but she had to exercise patience. Her time would come, but she had to seduce the girl first. As much as she would have liked to speed up the process, and as much as she could have done so without getting into trouble, Cora liked to tease and deny herself. Waiting made the inevitable that much sweeter.

After a while, Regina switched positions. She closed Cora's legs and moved to straddle her on the couch, knees on either side of her. Since she was sure that the powerful woman would be paying top dollar for her, she thought she would give her extra treatment. It definitely helped that the woman was a million times more appealing than the men she'd danced for in the past. Grabbing the older woman's hands, Regina trailed soft fingers slowly up her thighs, up her stomach, and back down to her hips before settling on her ass cheeks.

"You can touch me here, but don't move them," Regina stated before she went back to her dance.

Cora almost groaned at the feeling of her daughter's firm backside filling the palms of her hands so perfectly. She squeezed the plump cheeks a little roughly, earning a surprised squeak from the stripper, but no protest. As Regina was grinding into Cora's lap, the mob boss used her hold on those cheeks to help press her down harder. There was no doubt in Cora's mind that she was absolutely soaked.

Regina pushed her cleavage close to Cora's face before she hesitantly reached behind her to undo the bra. She let the straps fall down her arms before removing the piece of lingerie fully. Her bare breasts were in view for Cora to now enjoy. The mounds bounced and swayed with her body as she moved to the music.

Cora was mesmerised by Regina's magnificent body. She never dreamed of her little baby girl becoming such a beautiful young woman. She knew that she needed to have Regina, needed to possess her. She started planning on how exactly to do that. Seducing her was something she was already entertaining in her mind, but how to get her to stay with her forever?

The powerful woman shook herself out of her musings to pay more attention to the beautiful body dancing for her. She looked up into eyes that matched her own. Oh, how deliciously evil it would be if Regina knew who she was in relation to her right this very moment. She wondered what Regina would think, stripping and giving a lap dance to her own mother. It made Cora shiver in delight.

All too soon, the lap dance was over as the music slowly faded out. Regina stilled in Cora's lap, still feeling the older woman's hands on her backside. She wanted to move so that she could just take her money and leave the intimidating woman, but she was too scared to move. She locked eyes with Cora and froze. The woman in question merely smiled softly and brought one hand up to stroke Regina's cheek.

"Thank you for the lovely dance, dear. I just might come back again," Cora said before removing her hands from Regina's body.

The stripper quickly moved from Cora's lap and started picking her clothes up. She watched from the corner of her eye as the woman took her time getting up. Regina focused on Cora's hands as they pulled out a wallet from her pants pocket. With a wink to the girl, Cora Mills left Regina with a wad of cash on the table before leaving.

Once the woman was out of sight, Regina hurried over to the table and picked up her money. Her eyes bulged at the amount she'd been given. There had to be at least two thousand dollars there! Not even her best client had tipped her more than two hundred, let alone two thousand! Grabbing a robe from the side of the room, Regina quickly put it on before scurrying to the door to catch one last glimpse of the mysterious woman. The back of Cora was all she saw as the woman and her lackies followed her out.

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After that night, it quickly became known that Regina was now Cora's girl. Of course, no one knew Cora's true connection to Regina which had never been an issue to the woman. It started with black roses on her dressing table and a small note.

Black roses for my favourite little dancer.

xxx

C. Mills

Regina had blushed when she read the note. Kathryn had smirked and nudged her arm.

"Oh, look at you Queenie! Got yourself an admirer who is super rich. If only we were all so lucky," The blonde sighed as she put on her makeup for the night.

"Yeah, but she's still intimidating as hell. I suspect she'll be back soon, and hopefully I won't be so terrified then."

Then it grew to proper gifts. Cora had gifted Regina with expensive jewellry one week, which made Regina gasp at how beautiful it was. She knew that she couldn't wear it around in public for fear that she would be mugged. Although, now that she thought about it, she doubted that anyone would come after her if Cora had anything to say about it.

During that time, Cora had come in a couple of nights for more dances from Regina, making sure to tip her very generously. The gifts became more extravagant as weeks turned into months. Regina had been gifted with more jewellry than she knew what to do with, new costumes to wear for Cora, an offer for a very nice car (which Regina had been hesitant in taking), and even an offer to buy her a nice apartment to get her out of the dodgy neighbourhood. She had refused that offer because she couldn't possibly keep taking from a woman who was an infamous mobster.

And while all of this was going on, she'd been getting less and less business at the club from other clients. Even her usuals hadn't been seen for ages. Not that she needed their business if Cora was going to continue contributing. Jeff had thanked her many times for entertaining the Black Rose Queen as it had been giving him more money than her cronies had.

Regina was feeling conflicted. Sure, it was nice of Cora to give her all these amazing gifts and tips, but what was it exactly that she was looking for in her? Surely she couldn't be seeking her companionship. If she was, Regina wasn't sure how she felt about it. It wasn't as if Ms. Mills was unattractive by any means; she looked fantastic for a woman nearing her 50's. Regina did feel a connection to her, so maybe it wouldn't be so bizarre if she let it happen …

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TBC (because I cbf writing more at the moment, but trust me when I say that I will be continuing it with more smutty goodness!)