LOGINThe last part of the show is when Izzy lays on the floor, the pole between her legs. I slowly slide up and down, twirling and playing with my own nipples. She sits there, unable to reach me with her whip, but still trying. I slide down and move back up before she reach me everytime. I throw one leg out, letting the other one stay wrapped around the pole as I spin around sliding down until I land on top of Izzy. I pin her hands over her head and trail kisses down her stomach until the lights dim, telling us our time is over.
We walk off the stage, well more like stumble, behind the bar so Thomas can let us back in the room. The crowd erupts with claps, and whistles, making it sound a lot busier than it was when we got here. I don't dwell on that though. I just make my way through the room and wait to hear the door click shut behind up before I pull Izzy to me and our lips clash in a desparate, needy way.
We finally realize, too late, the other girls that are in the room. We hear a few throats clear and pull apart, meeting a couple smiling face, and one or two sneering ones.
"That was hot as fuck." One of the girls said. The girl I said needed help with transitions. "I don't know you though, are you a new girl?" She asks and she points towards me and I shake my head.
"No, she's not new. She's old. Well, not old, but someone who used to work here." Izzy smiles to the girl, and one of the sneering ones steps closer.
"That wasn't dancing. That was straight p**n." She scoffs before trying to turn away, only to run into the girl behind her.
"Sex sells sweetie. Don't judge someone for doing it better," I say, unable to stop myself. She scoffs in response, but doesn't say anything.
The girl who needs help doesn't let it bother her though. "I've seen some of those moves somewhere though. I just have to figure out where." Her blonde hair bobs while she nods her head in thought. Izzy looks at me before I nod and she steps towards the girl.
"Starlight, meet Skyline. All the videos you watched about performance and how to put on a show were made by her. She's the best in this city, whether people like it or not."
Her hazel eyes open wide, her mouth spreading out into a grin. "No way! Ok, so I totally won't fangirl here, but OMG!!" She screeches and the bitter bitch turns around like she has something to say. She looks familiar, but I can't place her under all the makeup and glitter. She decides not to speak though, instead pushing past us to leave for the night. We were the last act of the night, the finale so to speak. Proabably took her spot and she's salty.
"Could you teach me some things? Not now obviously, but when you have free time? I've been working so hard to get it right, but something isn't clicking and I can't tell what it is. Izzy always says such good things about the way you helped other girls come into themselves, and I would love the opportunity."
I nod in response and Izzy gets the hint and takes over for me.
"Today's been a rough day for her. Give her a couple days to settle back into things and we'll find you here ok?" Izzy says and the light dims in her eyes a little, so I reach for her hand and pull her towards me.
My lips brush against hers, not as soft as Izzy's, but nice, safe almost. I murmur too exhausted to use energy I don't have. "I'll help you. Promise." Izzy's laughter breaks the spell and I step back from her and she huffs out air.
"Cheese and rice woman. I get why they call you a sex goddess. I always thought it was an exaggeration, but here I am ready to throw myself at your feet after barely a kiss." She shakes her head with a smile on her face. "This is gonna be sooo much fun!" She squeals before she grabs her bags and rushes out of the room.
"Come home with me babe. Let me take care of you for tonight." Izzy whispers in my ear and I just nod, falling against her. We stand like that for a couple minutes before slowly moving to get dressed. Neither one of us puts on the clothes we had on, instead throwing on extra sweatpants and tshirts. Her house isn't far and it's not like we're going to run into anyone here.
We're heading towards the door when Thomas stops us.
"You two want your pay?" Right. Pay. Something I wasn't expecting, but could use right now. We turn back towards him and he comes to us, holding out two envelopes.
"You two sure know how to put on a show. I still got a damn hard on. Is that the kind of show the bosses men were talking about last time?" He asks Izzy and she smiles and nods, laughter coming out before she can stop it.
"You should have seen the mens' faces the first night we did one of these routines. It wasn't busy, it was actually dead in here, so we thought it would be a good trial run. We weren't excpecting them all to show up halfway through the routine." Izzy says before grabbing the envelopes and handing me one.
"I gotta get her home Thomas, she's had a hell of a day. See ya tomorrow." She says as I wave and head out the door.
Izzy and I had to practically carry Starlight off the stage and into the dressing room. She was a shuddering pile of mess. Apparently the girl had never had a proper orgasm a day in her life. Poor thing. We set her down at her dressing table, her dance partner already gone for the night. Probably better anyways. She needs some kind of privacy to regroup from what we just put her through. That kind of pleasure can be overwhelming if you've never been on the receiving end of it. "You good, babe?" Izzy asks, throwing me a bottle of water. I nod, then drink the water like it's my last line to life. Being under those lights gets hot, and my mouth is as dry as the sahara. Thomas comes through the door, a huge smile on his face. He doesn't step in too far, never does, but his gaze immediately falls on me and Izzy. It only lingers for a second, but I knew what it was telling us. "Alright ladies. The audience has an hour to make a vote. You don't have to stay if you don't want, hell looks l
MalakiI watch the woman with the mask as she brings out a third girl. The curve of her spine down to that ass is one of my most vivid memories of the woman I've been looking for. The three of them talk for a second before they guide the new girl into position on the pole. They stand on opposite sides of her, my dark haired mystery woman and the only woman I've ever seen by her side. "Boss, this wasn't on the schedule." Antonio, one of the newer members of my security detail leans in to tell me. I nod in response. He's right, and normally I would call off this little add on performance. I came here for two reasons tonight, but my men only know about one. The lack of business at the club lately. The books have been in the red the last two months and I needed to know why. When I first bought this business from the old man that owned it, the money it pulled in was great. More than what I initially thought it would. Now, it's doing worst than any other club I own, and I n
I grab her ankle as she slides up, making her look down on me. She smiles slowly, then surrenders and lets me pull her down the pole. When her feet hit the stage she grabs a handful of my hair and whips my head back. She tsks at me, shaking her head, before her tongue trails down my throat, stopping at my nipple. Her whip slides up my sides, and I take this chance to unsnap her thong, tossing it to the side. My hand grips her ass as her hold on my hair gets tighter. I push against her, making the pole slide between her ass cheeks as she backs into it. Her mouth leaves my nipple, the cold air hitting the wet skin making me shiver. She bends over, ass in the air, as she twerks on the pole. One hand wraps around the pole as I pull myself over her and slither my way to the top of the pole. I wrap my ankles around each other and let go, my face falling into Izzy's ass. Great place to be. She opens her legs and falls into the splits. Her ass smacks the stage as she grabs the pole and slide
Thomas walks in the door, the last two girls sulking in behind him. I didn't listen for the crowd this time, but from the looks on their faces it didn't go well. I grab Izzy's hand, leading her towards Thomas. "You two ready?" He asks, lighting the cigarette he had behind his ear."We're always ready. But I need to tell Starlight what her signal is." Thomas nods and he follows behing Izzy, making sure he knows what cue to give her. I take the time to stare in the mirror attached to the door. There's plenty of them in this room, but this is the only one that doesn't lie to me. The lights over head are bright and harsh, highlighting every flaw you have. I have to admit though, I look amazing. Breasts are high, spilling out of my corset, the dark leather biting into my skin. My hands go to the sides of my mask automatically, making sure they stay in place. The last thing I can have happen is for that to slip tonight. He cannot find out who I am. Well, who Skyline is anyways. He knows e
I let go of Starlight and stand back a bit to take her in completely. She is a gorgeous woman, built more like a dancer than I ever was. I've always been a bit too much, too much boob, too much ass, but she has perfect portions of everything. "You look stunning, Starlight. If anything I do makes you feel uncomfortable, tell me. But, I do need to know your boundaries. I plan on making you the main attraction after our show, so I need to know how far I can go." She lets out a nervous giggle and locks her hands together behind her back. That's when I realize what she's missing. Confidence. This beautiful creature has no confidence in herself and that just won't do. "I don't have any boundaries." She says softly, and I raise my eyebrows at her. "Well, as long as it isn't anything dangerous, or like super crazy." She says, her eyes shifting between me and the wall behind me. My hands land on her hips as I gently pull her towards me. "I need you to be more comfortable with me. We can't
My mind wanders while my eyes search for Starlight. I find her, slowly taking her hair pieces out and setting them in a small metal tin. Her bright blue eyes are dull, the happiness from earlier no longer showing through. "Hey, what's wrong?" I ask even though I already know the answer. She answers with a heavy sigh, one that makes her shoulders slump on exhale. "I don't know. I guess I just thought I would do better than I did. We practiced that routine all day yesterday." She's holding back tears but I see the little traitors starting to break free. "Hey, it's ok. It isn't as easy as it looks. Besides, I'm sure you did better than some of these other girls. At least I heard a crowd when you two were out there." She smiles, but it's the kind of polite smile you give to make things less awkward. "Stop taking your hair stuff out. Wait, actually just sit here for a minute. I'll be right back." I find Izzy at her station bench, adding a light layer of shimmer to her chest."So, I hav
"That isn't all I've found that looks suspicious." She slides over another stack of papers, this one with both of our names at the top. There's a few highlighted lines on each of the ten pages, some of them I recognize, some I don't. I grab her pen from on top of her laptop and put a check mark in
Izzy drops me off at my car and I head to my office to get my life together. Even though it's a town over, it isn't a long drive, but I try to go over the information for my meeting in my head. I don't remember much though, thanks to all the extra bullshit I've had to deal with lately. It's my firs
It doesn't take long to get to the storage unit, and since everything is so organized in here, only takes me a minute to grab the tote I need. My stomach growls as I drive away from the building, and I think of that little taco truck Jack absolutely despises. He never could understand what good foo
The meeting went better than I could have imagined, I think I even impressed my boss a little. Which is a damn good thing since he just gave me a pay raise. The client loved my work and walked out of the conference room as my first client. I was on my way home when I got a text from Jack. I ignore







