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*Scaramouche was blushing profusely as he danced on the stripper pole in the middle of the stage. Customers cheer, catcall him, and make lewd comments as they throw money on the stage. Some are even bold enough to climb onto the stage and grope him, stuffing their money down his tight bodysuit. Scaramouche only bites his lip and lets it happen despite how much he hates it, as he is unable to fight back against them. Night had almost fallen...and then it would be time for them to use his body.*
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