LOGINWe move to the tables to make our hair and faces match our outfits. Izzy pulls my mask from her drawer, the one rule I always had. My face had to be covered. My family could not find out I was here and they dealt plenty with sleazy men. The masks leaves my mouth open, but covers the top half of my face.
"You girls ready?" Thomas asks from the door when he peeks in. "Holy fuck. I don't think I'm ready. You two are delicious."
We both giggle and walk towards him, all nerves leaving my body as it prepares itself for what it's meant to do. I push down any lingering fear and morph my face into the bad ass bitch I know I am.
"You ready babe?" Izzy asks as she slaps my ass, then grabs a handful. "Jesus, it's better than I remember. I can't wait to shove my face in all that ass tonight."
"Promises, promises love. Now, let's go show these girls how it's done."
When we walk out onto the stage, the one right in the middle of the club, my favorite stage. Everything falls into the back of my head as we take our places in the dark, the lights won't be on for the first part. We both climb the pole and straddle it, our legs intertwining to hold us in place. My mouth lays little kisses around her neck, trailing down before the music kicks in and dim lights come on. The outside noise from the customers die down as they realize this is something new. She throws her head back, giving me better access as we both slide down the pole slowly. She pulls her legs free and falls into the splits, her whip coming up to slap my ass allowing me to move on the pole. I bend backwards, my lips meeting hers as the hand with the flogger comes down to tickle the crack of her ass. She slowly peels her lips from mine as we make eye contact and she leans backwards to spread her legs. I stick my tongue out and lick her clit slowly, savoring the sweet taste of her I've missed for far too long. I hear groans and people moving in the crowd, but that only excites me more. I pull her clit into my mouth, sucking loudly before she squeals and I pull away. She slaps my ass with her whip again, and I pull myself upright, slowly pulling myself up the pole, away from her. She slaps my ass again with her whip and rips my legs from the pole, spreading me wide.
I try to hold in the moan when her tongue hits my pussy, but I'm so pent up I might explode from need. My head falls back and the moan leaves my lips as she teases me with light kisses and slowly sticking her tongue in and out of me. My arms start to shake and she can tell I'm close so she pulls back and smacks me with the whip again. I wrap my legs around the pole to give my arms a break, and let my palms hit the stage floor. My body is stretched out with the pole, on full display as she loosens the strings to my top and my breasts fall out. Low whistles break out in the crowd, as she trails the whip down my body, making shivers course through me. The little leather strands hit my throbbing clit and it does nothing to stop to growing ache.
She slaps my ass again, but this time I twerk the pole between my asscheeks and slowly bend backwards removing myself from it. Izzy slaps my ass with her whip and I turn to her, grabbing her by her throat and pushing her into the pole. It settles between her ass as I pull on the string of her corset, needing her nipples in my mouth. It's one of my favorite things about Izzy. She has the most perfect pink nipples. It pools at her feet as I tease her nipple with my tongue. My hand releases her and moves to the pole as I grip above her head to pull myself over her. Once my pussy is right in her face, she dives in, no longer holding back. I whimper and start to let go before I realize it and tighten my grip. I didn't cum yet, but I'm close enough that I need to move. My pussy is soaked and I use that to my advantage as I dip my fingers from my free hand into my pussy and pull them out, shoving them into Izzy's mouth.
Her eyes open wide, this wasn't exactly part of our routine, but I needed that to stop myself from cumming. She seems to sense that tho and moves from my clit to my ass, burying her face in between my cheeks like she promised. Her whip meets my ass again and she moves to the bottom of the pole, wrapping her legs around it and slowly twirling as I do the same from my spot above her. I slowly slip down the pole until our bodies meet and we're borderline scissoring on the pole.
"Fuck." I hear her hiss before she slows her pace on twirling and starts to move herself from the pole. I reach out and grab onto her, pulling her by her hips towards me. I stay suspended sideways on the pole while I grab a handful of her breasts and bring it to my mouth. I circle her perfect little nipple with my tongue and her eyes roll back in her head, as I bring my other hand down to play with her clit. She widens her stance, letting me in as I lightly stroke her pussy, fingers drenched with her juices. She slaps my ass with her whip and I slide down the pole, dropping into the splits as I pull her close and drop down between her legs, mine wide open for all to see my dripping wet pussy as I devour hers. She cums before I can stop her, her wetness dripping down my face. I turn to face towards the crowd, letting them see her cum drip from my face. I slowly pull myself up using the pole, until my legs meet together around her and I can pull her into a kiss. She slaps my ass with her whip before we get to heavy into kissing and I climb back onto the pole, ready to finish the show.
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
Thomas comes back to get the first set of girls to go on stage. They don't have much chemistry between the two of them, and even though I can't see what routine they are doing on the stage, I can hear the silence in the crowd. Not good. We only get three minutes, so it isn't long before they are walking back through the door, the blonde girl's cheeks are bright red and the short black pixie cut haired girl looks like she's gonna bust out into tears. "I told you we should have practiced more!" the blonde girl screeches at the other. "We didn't even find out about this until last night. How were we gonna practice more?" Their voices drift away as they walk deeper into the changing room. Hopefully to change out of those horrible outfits. They look like slutty nuns and this is not the crowd for that. Thomas comes in right behind the girls, getting the next two for their set. It's one of the snobby girls and her little sidekick. Their dressed like cowgirls, big ass hats bumping into eac
We decide on her wearing the wings and me wearing the corset this time. Last time I wore the wings, and since I have to move around a little more than she does, they got in the way. We both move to the side of the room with stations for us to plug in and get our faces and hair together. It seems like only minutes go by before the room starts to fill with other women. Most don't say much to each other, just move around each other quietly like everyone is walking on eggshells. It's nothing like the fun place it used to be when I was working here. The only thing that seems the same is the way the blunt goes around the room. It's the quiet that bothers me the most though. No girls are asking each other for help, no one is adjusting another girl's outfit. It's just depressing. Dancing is supposed to be fun.Starlight came in a little late, so she's damn near frantic as she tries to pull her new outfit from her duffel. She tries to make small chat with a few of the other girls. none of whi
My eyes open, taking their time to adjust as I go through what got me where I am right now. In Izzy's bed. The one place in this world I know I'm ok. Except my head is throbbing and every time I swallow it feels like glass is in my throat. I reach over to Izzy's side of the bed but am met with cold
"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







