Alexis had just finished moving the last of her stuff from her Aunt's place into her new studio apartment when she passed by the club. It was called "Silks" and it was obvious what kind of club it was. She grinned and went inside to see about applying for a job.
Although she had some money to live off of, it was just the interest from the trust fund her father had set up for her and she couldn't touch the balance until she was 25. Too long to wait for a girl who was used to living large and buying whatever she wanted when the mood stuck her.
She hoped someone would be around to talk to as she stood inside the entryway, letting her eyes adjust to the lighting inside. Her fake id was where it always was inside her wallet just in case someone asked to see it. She wouldn't be 19 for almost another year but her driver's license said otherwise.
But she wasn't there to drink. She was there to dance, or even waitress if they had no need for any new dancers... she was betting the tips would be great in a place like this.
Putting on the Silk Stockings {Cinnamon Cherrywhip}
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It was early so there were only a few customers in of the die hard variety - the ones with a 'problem'. But she didn't care - cause they were the ones who kept her business going come rain or shine. They were the bread and butter of the business while the ones who came in later were the ones that got you the Champagne and Caviar. Part of her success was that the bread and butter clients were treated just the same as the champagne and caviar ones - money was money in her eyes, no matter how much or little came in at a time. She'd just finished with a regular client and left him in the room to recover. Smiling a little as she counted the cash and the tip, she headed first for her office and deposited the cash from that and the other girls jobs that she'd collected so far. Then she decided that she should take a wander on the open floor, say hi to everyone and do a little flirting.
She changed out of her clothes, as they'd gotten a little ripped with the last client, and put on a pair of black, wet look hotpants and a sparkly bra top and her normal clear platform heels. She always had a wardrobe in her office, a number of outfits just on a rail for the girls to pick and choose from. Afterall, accidents do happen. Mussing up her hair a little and giving it a spray of strong hold hairspray she headed out into the corridor and down the light up stairs to the main floor and stage area. There were more guys here than had been before she'd gone up and it made her smile. Business was good and getting better - despite the ineptitude of the supposedly clever computer woman. It seemed that regardless of how clever she was, the hackers were better. However, she'd promised the woman, who went by the name of wolf, a chance. But she was fast running short of patience.
As her eyes scanned the room, smiling and nodding or blowing kisses to people who's eyes she caught she noticed one who seemed a little out of place. Her eyes looked her over critically and noted the young demeanour, the slight unassuredness, the tight little body, the pleasant face and the long hair. She knew a couple of her clients who would go mad for a look like that on the stage or in their laps.... The woman seemed to be looking around, looking for someone. She would hate for there to be an argument already - it was too early for a wife or fiance to have come looking for her wayward man - surely! There was only one thing for it. She needed to approach her and nip whatever this was in the bud.
She headed over to her, her eyes locked on as if she were a shark hunting down the scent of blood. As she approached the woman she waved the bouncers aside a little and put on her most open and friendly face, reaching out a hand by way of welcome.
"Good evening to you my dear. And how are you this evening?"
She wrapped an arm around the woman's shouldrs and guided her away from the door. If something were going to go down she wasn't going to have it blocking the door and stopping people from coming in.
"What can I do for you? We cater for any taste, any quirk, any kink. You name it - we'll do it. For the right price of course!"
She dropped her arm and stepped around to face the woman now they were in a darkened corner. She even reached out her powers to slightly set the woman at ease with a touch of the pacifying power, ust around the edges of her mind, just in case. Then waited to see where this would go.
She changed out of her clothes, as they'd gotten a little ripped with the last client, and put on a pair of black, wet look hotpants and a sparkly bra top and her normal clear platform heels. She always had a wardrobe in her office, a number of outfits just on a rail for the girls to pick and choose from. Afterall, accidents do happen. Mussing up her hair a little and giving it a spray of strong hold hairspray she headed out into the corridor and down the light up stairs to the main floor and stage area. There were more guys here than had been before she'd gone up and it made her smile. Business was good and getting better - despite the ineptitude of the supposedly clever computer woman. It seemed that regardless of how clever she was, the hackers were better. However, she'd promised the woman, who went by the name of wolf, a chance. But she was fast running short of patience.
As her eyes scanned the room, smiling and nodding or blowing kisses to people who's eyes she caught she noticed one who seemed a little out of place. Her eyes looked her over critically and noted the young demeanour, the slight unassuredness, the tight little body, the pleasant face and the long hair. She knew a couple of her clients who would go mad for a look like that on the stage or in their laps.... The woman seemed to be looking around, looking for someone. She would hate for there to be an argument already - it was too early for a wife or fiance to have come looking for her wayward man - surely! There was only one thing for it. She needed to approach her and nip whatever this was in the bud.
She headed over to her, her eyes locked on as if she were a shark hunting down the scent of blood. As she approached the woman she waved the bouncers aside a little and put on her most open and friendly face, reaching out a hand by way of welcome.
"Good evening to you my dear. And how are you this evening?"
She wrapped an arm around the woman's shouldrs and guided her away from the door. If something were going to go down she wasn't going to have it blocking the door and stopping people from coming in.
"What can I do for you? We cater for any taste, any quirk, any kink. You name it - we'll do it. For the right price of course!"
She dropped her arm and stepped around to face the woman now they were in a darkened corner. She even reached out her powers to slightly set the woman at ease with a touch of the pacifying power, ust around the edges of her mind, just in case. Then waited to see where this would go.
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Re: Putting on the Silk Stockings {Cinnamon Cherrywhip}
As her eyes adjusted to the dim atmosphere inside the club, Alexis pushed her strawberry blonde hair behind her ear just to have something to do with her hands. She hadn't been nervous at first but she wasn't sure who exactly she should be looking for.
She was still absorbing the ambiance inside Silks when the answer came to her. Literally, and on a pair of see though platform shoes. The woman had a knockout body and wore clothes to show it off. Alexis wondered how she would look in the shiny tight pants and the sparkly top.
The woman seemed to be in charge, motioning to the nearby bouncers to step to the side and then holding out her hand to Alexis in welcome.
Her face and voice both seemed friendly enough but there was no mistaking the sharp intelligence in her eyes. Alexis held out her own hand to shake the other woman and looked straight into those eyes with a smile.
Alexis was slightly startled when the taller woman put an arm around her and led her into a dark corner but then a strange feeling came out of no where, and Alexis suddenly felt completely relaxed and at ease. Her smile grew warmer as her eyes blinked slowly, curious as to why she felt so drawn to the woman whose name she didn't even know yet.
"Good evening to you, as well. I'm doing fine, thank you for asking. But I'll get right to the point of why I'm here. I'm new in town and would like a job. I have dancing experience but I'd be willing to wait tables if you don't have any opening available at the moment. I'm Alexis. Alexis Thompson."
She was still absorbing the ambiance inside Silks when the answer came to her. Literally, and on a pair of see though platform shoes. The woman had a knockout body and wore clothes to show it off. Alexis wondered how she would look in the shiny tight pants and the sparkly top.
The woman seemed to be in charge, motioning to the nearby bouncers to step to the side and then holding out her hand to Alexis in welcome.
Her face and voice both seemed friendly enough but there was no mistaking the sharp intelligence in her eyes. Alexis held out her own hand to shake the other woman and looked straight into those eyes with a smile.
Alexis was slightly startled when the taller woman put an arm around her and led her into a dark corner but then a strange feeling came out of no where, and Alexis suddenly felt completely relaxed and at ease. Her smile grew warmer as her eyes blinked slowly, curious as to why she felt so drawn to the woman whose name she didn't even know yet.
"Good evening to you, as well. I'm doing fine, thank you for asking. But I'll get right to the point of why I'm here. I'm new in town and would like a job. I have dancing experience but I'd be willing to wait tables if you don't have any opening available at the moment. I'm Alexis. Alexis Thompson."
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Re: Putting on the Silk Stockings {Cinnamon Cherrywhip}
(( Going off pics of your model on google here - apologies if incorrect ))
CC took a step back and smiled, mostly in relief. This wasn't some irate partner or someone on the moral high ground, this was someone looking for a job. The accent seemed a little off to her, maybe a touch high brow - but with the music around them she wasn't sure if she'd just misheard. However, if it was - she could certainly work with that if needs be and turn it into a selling point. She took a step back and eyed the woman critically, imagining her on the stage and in less clothes. She wasn't bad looking really, definitely a market for her sort of clean look, even in her club. She was quite short, almost pocket sized, but again, something that could be worked with and played on to then be made into a selling point. Lets be fair - CC could spin most anything into a selling point in this game.
However, the woman's posture was terrible. Her shoulders hunched up and her head went down a little, she didn't seem to stand up straight. Then there was a bit of a paunch on her, which if she were right about the priviledged accent, would be down to the lifestyle and food she ate. If she wanted on a pole, she'd have a lot of work to do to get her core strength up enough to put on the sort of show CC expected in her place. However, there was something in the eyes of the woman that appealled to her, there was something more there than just a bored girl looking to annoy the parents.
Her smile widened and her eyebrow rose after she circled the woman, making little hmmms and mmm hmm noises to herself, more to try and test the woman's reactions than anything else. She stopped in front of the woman and nodded her head towards the stage where another girl was doing a very acrobatic and energetic routine.
"So, you think you could do that then? And how far will you go? Because I expect my girls to be more than just dancers. If the client wants more - we give them more and charge them for the service. Could you do that?"
She had a little bit of a suspicion about the girl too and crossed her arms over her stomach, her hands holding her elbows as the smile turned a little less friendly.
"I am the boss here in this club, and I run this place while taking no ****. The name I go by in this world is Cinnamon Cherrywhip, or CC.... and you are? So - if you think you can work for me and under me, you will need to prove your skills. Both behind the bar, on the pole, and elsewhere. Your choice. I can take you or leave you."
With that she just stood and waited, her arms still crossed her hip stuck out slightly in a very authoratative pose.
CC took a step back and smiled, mostly in relief. This wasn't some irate partner or someone on the moral high ground, this was someone looking for a job. The accent seemed a little off to her, maybe a touch high brow - but with the music around them she wasn't sure if she'd just misheard. However, if it was - she could certainly work with that if needs be and turn it into a selling point. She took a step back and eyed the woman critically, imagining her on the stage and in less clothes. She wasn't bad looking really, definitely a market for her sort of clean look, even in her club. She was quite short, almost pocket sized, but again, something that could be worked with and played on to then be made into a selling point. Lets be fair - CC could spin most anything into a selling point in this game.
However, the woman's posture was terrible. Her shoulders hunched up and her head went down a little, she didn't seem to stand up straight. Then there was a bit of a paunch on her, which if she were right about the priviledged accent, would be down to the lifestyle and food she ate. If she wanted on a pole, she'd have a lot of work to do to get her core strength up enough to put on the sort of show CC expected in her place. However, there was something in the eyes of the woman that appealled to her, there was something more there than just a bored girl looking to annoy the parents.
Her smile widened and her eyebrow rose after she circled the woman, making little hmmms and mmm hmm noises to herself, more to try and test the woman's reactions than anything else. She stopped in front of the woman and nodded her head towards the stage where another girl was doing a very acrobatic and energetic routine.
"So, you think you could do that then? And how far will you go? Because I expect my girls to be more than just dancers. If the client wants more - we give them more and charge them for the service. Could you do that?"
She had a little bit of a suspicion about the girl too and crossed her arms over her stomach, her hands holding her elbows as the smile turned a little less friendly.
"I am the boss here in this club, and I run this place while taking no ****. The name I go by in this world is Cinnamon Cherrywhip, or CC.... and you are? So - if you think you can work for me and under me, you will need to prove your skills. Both behind the bar, on the pole, and elsewhere. Your choice. I can take you or leave you."
With that she just stood and waited, her arms still crossed her hip stuck out slightly in a very authoratative pose.
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Re: Putting on the Silk Stockings {Cinnamon Cherrywhip}
Alexis' head turned back and forth as she watched the woman walking around her and checking her out, unconsciously her back straighted under the scrutiny. The attention was unexpected but upon reflection, understandable. If Alexis wanted to be a dancer for this woman, her looks would be a consideration. Oddly, she felt slightly aroused. But not all the sounds that Alexis' potential employer made were approving ones. Alexis fought a battle to keep from frowning and lost.
She remained silent throughout the inspection, remembering a similar experience with her gymnastics teacher in high school. Perhaps that was why she had grown a little excited, the memory of her first sexual encounter. He too, had seemed to approve and disapprove of what he had seen then. His mind had changed later, when after the class was over and she had gotten a perfect grade he had become her first lover. She had learned more in his bed than she ever had in his class. It was almost sad when he begged her to sleep with him one last time after she had moved on but Alexis had learned all she needed from him. After that, she stuck to married men, they were less likely to want more from her than a fling and more forthcoming with expensive gifts.
The owner of Silks stopped her examination of Alexis and directed her attention to the current performer, asking if Alexis was up to the job. Alexis pursed her lips and gave a slight shrug of her shoulders.
"To be honest? I am not sure. It would take some practice to match that dancer's expertise. I haven't ever danced on a pole except in a classroom and it has been a couple years. But I'm willing to try and if you take the time to train me I can guarantee you that I will do my best to not let you down."
But the woman's next question gave Alexis pause. Was she talking about prostitution? It seemed that she was... Did Alexis have any problem with that? Morally, no. The only difference between that and her past "relationships" was she would be getting cash rather than gifts. Although taking a look around at some of the less savory types at the bar, she had to ask herself if she was up to the challenge of letting just anyone do what they wanted to her. And what about what they might ask her, to do to them?
"I could. Question really is, if I would. And that would be a maybe. It would depend on what I am getting out of it and just how safe I would be. I have some experience in that department, maybe even a little more than I should have at my age. But there are some things I haven't done and some things I am not willing to do. I am not willing to just be someone's punching bag."
The mood had changed, and Alexis got a bit nervous when the woman took a more defensive posture and her smile faded. Then she got a bit ticked off when after having already introduced herself, this "CC" asked her who she was.
"I already told you... my name is Alexis. Alexis Thompson. That's who I am. But I am pleased to meet you Ms. Cherrywhip. And I have no problem with proving myself, where ever you need me to. So long as there is protection, both kinds, and compensation. I came her looking for a job because I thought the money would be good and it might be a fun place to be. But I am not looking to be abused or taken advantage of."
She remained silent throughout the inspection, remembering a similar experience with her gymnastics teacher in high school. Perhaps that was why she had grown a little excited, the memory of her first sexual encounter. He too, had seemed to approve and disapprove of what he had seen then. His mind had changed later, when after the class was over and she had gotten a perfect grade he had become her first lover. She had learned more in his bed than she ever had in his class. It was almost sad when he begged her to sleep with him one last time after she had moved on but Alexis had learned all she needed from him. After that, she stuck to married men, they were less likely to want more from her than a fling and more forthcoming with expensive gifts.
The owner of Silks stopped her examination of Alexis and directed her attention to the current performer, asking if Alexis was up to the job. Alexis pursed her lips and gave a slight shrug of her shoulders.
"To be honest? I am not sure. It would take some practice to match that dancer's expertise. I haven't ever danced on a pole except in a classroom and it has been a couple years. But I'm willing to try and if you take the time to train me I can guarantee you that I will do my best to not let you down."
But the woman's next question gave Alexis pause. Was she talking about prostitution? It seemed that she was... Did Alexis have any problem with that? Morally, no. The only difference between that and her past "relationships" was she would be getting cash rather than gifts. Although taking a look around at some of the less savory types at the bar, she had to ask herself if she was up to the challenge of letting just anyone do what they wanted to her. And what about what they might ask her, to do to them?
"I could. Question really is, if I would. And that would be a maybe. It would depend on what I am getting out of it and just how safe I would be. I have some experience in that department, maybe even a little more than I should have at my age. But there are some things I haven't done and some things I am not willing to do. I am not willing to just be someone's punching bag."
The mood had changed, and Alexis got a bit nervous when the woman took a more defensive posture and her smile faded. Then she got a bit ticked off when after having already introduced herself, this "CC" asked her who she was.
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"I am the boss here in this club, and I run this place while taking no ****. The name I go by in this world is Cinnamon Cherrywhip, or CC.... and you are? So - if you think you can work for me and under me, you will need to prove your skills. Both behind the bar, on the pole, and elsewhere. Your choice. I can take you or leave you."
"I already told you... my name is Alexis. Alexis Thompson. That's who I am. But I am pleased to meet you Ms. Cherrywhip. And I have no problem with proving myself, where ever you need me to. So long as there is protection, both kinds, and compensation. I came her looking for a job because I thought the money would be good and it might be a fun place to be. But I am not looking to be abused or taken advantage of."
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Re: Putting on the Silk Stockings {Cinnamon Cherrywhip}
CC loved the woman's spunk and attitude. She remembered the name, but to be honest hadn't really been listening the first time. However the way it had been delivered the second time made her grin. It wasn't a meek, apologetic response. It wasn't a smiling, brush over the fact it had already been said and preted this was the first time. It was a kick in the mouth, this is who I am ***** - remember me. That's exactly what CC liked in her workers. Spunk.
She was also honest, honest about her skills, her boundaries and concerns. CC just smiled at that, thinking back to when she'd had boundaries - it was simply a matter of time and soon she'd rid the woman of them.
"If you're looking for money - you will find that the private rooms are where the most of that can be made. We can easily sit down and create a menu for the customers of all the things you do and don't do. However, one thing that is true for everyone - no violence towards the workers."
She pointed out the bouncers at the door and then drew the woman's attention to a few other men.
"We have a number of bouncers in the club both upstairs and down. I won't have any of my girls feeling under threat or in danger. If they do - they can't relax and enjoy their jobs, and so the men don't enjoy what they are paying for. I'm the only one who will take on the violent men - but that's because I can handle myself and I charge them through the nose for it!"
She smirked a little, thinking how the last man had ended up worse for wear after he'd tried it on with her, thinking he could take her on and make a mark.
"No-one here will take advantage of you, but you have to be on your toes. We will not babay you. I am not your mother. So keep your **** to yourself, keep your personal life out of here and just do your job. Now - if you're still interested, we can go upstairs to one of the private rooms and you can show me what you've got. Then, if you're any good, we can do the paperwork and get you started. Ball's in your court."
He'd glanced around and found that the club had gotten busier while they'd been talking - and she wasn't willing to put an unknown quantity straight onto the stage. Not with some of the regular faces she'd spotted in the crowd, because if the girl wasn't any good - she'd be eaten alive!
She was also honest, honest about her skills, her boundaries and concerns. CC just smiled at that, thinking back to when she'd had boundaries - it was simply a matter of time and soon she'd rid the woman of them.
"If you're looking for money - you will find that the private rooms are where the most of that can be made. We can easily sit down and create a menu for the customers of all the things you do and don't do. However, one thing that is true for everyone - no violence towards the workers."
She pointed out the bouncers at the door and then drew the woman's attention to a few other men.
"We have a number of bouncers in the club both upstairs and down. I won't have any of my girls feeling under threat or in danger. If they do - they can't relax and enjoy their jobs, and so the men don't enjoy what they are paying for. I'm the only one who will take on the violent men - but that's because I can handle myself and I charge them through the nose for it!"
She smirked a little, thinking how the last man had ended up worse for wear after he'd tried it on with her, thinking he could take her on and make a mark.
"No-one here will take advantage of you, but you have to be on your toes. We will not babay you. I am not your mother. So keep your **** to yourself, keep your personal life out of here and just do your job. Now - if you're still interested, we can go upstairs to one of the private rooms and you can show me what you've got. Then, if you're any good, we can do the paperwork and get you started. Ball's in your court."
He'd glanced around and found that the club had gotten busier while they'd been talking - and she wasn't willing to put an unknown quantity straight onto the stage. Not with some of the regular faces she'd spotted in the crowd, because if the girl wasn't any good - she'd be eaten alive!
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Re: Putting on the Silk Stockings {Cinnamon Cherrywhip}
Alexis waited with a slightly raised eyebrow after giving her name a second time, judging this 'CC's' reactions. Would the woman be angry and just toss Alexis out? No, it seemed she began to smile again. And Alexis began to smile back in return.
When her potential employer pointed out that the real money was to be made in the 'private rooms' Alexis nodded but didn't say much. She would rather learn 'those ropes' at a slower pace, getting the dancing down to start with and watching how the business operated to get a feel for the flow of the place. She was not inexperienced and didn't want to come off that way. Well, unless it was something that might be a selling point for her.
The phase "No violence to the workers" put Alexis' fears to rest for the most part and she nodded in agreement to CC's assessment that workers who were enjoying themselves were more enjoyable for the customers.
"I don't need to be be babied, or a Mother. I learned at a young age how to get what I want from men and how to read what they want from me. And how to "keep my **** to myself". What I might need help with is the dancing routines themselves and learning how you want things to run... in these "private rooms".
Alexis debated the best way to word what she wanted to say next then just decided to go for broke and be blunt about it.
"Getting to know women has been more difficult for me than understanding how men work. I'll need to learn about you, how you communicate and what you mean by some of what you say so I don't misunderstand. You want to check me out and see what I got? Upstairs in a private room? What exactly do you mean by that? To see my body, to see me dance? Or to see how I am in the sack? Because I have no issues with any off those, I just have one question. If it's sex you want to see, is the sex supposed to be with you or somebody else?"
Ball returned.... Alexis thought to herself and waited to her the woman's reply.
When her potential employer pointed out that the real money was to be made in the 'private rooms' Alexis nodded but didn't say much. She would rather learn 'those ropes' at a slower pace, getting the dancing down to start with and watching how the business operated to get a feel for the flow of the place. She was not inexperienced and didn't want to come off that way. Well, unless it was something that might be a selling point for her.
The phase "No violence to the workers" put Alexis' fears to rest for the most part and she nodded in agreement to CC's assessment that workers who were enjoying themselves were more enjoyable for the customers.
"I don't need to be be babied, or a Mother. I learned at a young age how to get what I want from men and how to read what they want from me. And how to "keep my **** to myself". What I might need help with is the dancing routines themselves and learning how you want things to run... in these "private rooms".
Alexis debated the best way to word what she wanted to say next then just decided to go for broke and be blunt about it.
"Getting to know women has been more difficult for me than understanding how men work. I'll need to learn about you, how you communicate and what you mean by some of what you say so I don't misunderstand. You want to check me out and see what I got? Upstairs in a private room? What exactly do you mean by that? To see my body, to see me dance? Or to see how I am in the sack? Because I have no issues with any off those, I just have one question. If it's sex you want to see, is the sex supposed to be with you or somebody else?"
Ball returned.... Alexis thought to herself and waited to her the woman's reply.
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Re: Putting on the Silk Stockings {Cinnamon Cherrywhip}
Yup, this girl very definitely had spunk. She wasn't one of these stupid students who'd been coming in recently, naive having watched films and heard the old wives tales of doing this sort of thing to pay your way through. This girl, had lived. She'd been there, seen it and done it a couple of times - and it looked like she'd come out of it the victor.
CC began to walk from the corner, across the bar and wove her way through the seats - accompanied by polite nods and smiles from the men sitting there. Though it was obvious had she been someone else, more would have been said and done. She just exuded a confidence that told people not to mess with her, and there were those who'd missed that fact, tried it and been shut down. CC could hear however, that a few comments were tossed towards Alexis as they passed and a smile crossed her face. It was a gentle baptism of fire, just a taste of what she would be facing were she to be employed - which was looking more and more likely.
She'd reached the stairs and turned and smiled to the woman as she stepped up onto the first step - making it light up. As she took her second step, she directed the girl's attention to the bouncers who were now all looking at the stairs to see what was going on.
"They are pressure activated, and so each footstep makes them light up. This of course then catches the bouncers eyes so that they can see exactly who's going up and down. Noone is allowed up here unless they work here or are in the company of someone who works here. Just another safety precaution."
She smiled and nodded, continuing up the stairs and simply expecting the woman to follow - despite having not answered her question as to what was expected. She found an empty room down one of the darkened corridors - other doors having 'interesting' noises coming from within. She opened it and walked in, checking that it was all in a good state of repair before raiding the fridge and pouring herself a glass of champagne. After pouring two glasses, she just began to talk - still not knowing if Alexis had followed or not.
"Just a dance, but you will need to lose some clothes so I can see your muscles and gage your strength and aesthetics. I need to see what you can do on the stage and on the pole - and as this room has both, this is the perfect way to check and see where your skills are and if you're lacking in any areas."
She wandered over to a seat and moved it into position to face the little stage with the pole on it, her glass in her hand and the other left on top of the fridge for the girl to help herself to.
"So, anytime you're ready....."
CC began to walk from the corner, across the bar and wove her way through the seats - accompanied by polite nods and smiles from the men sitting there. Though it was obvious had she been someone else, more would have been said and done. She just exuded a confidence that told people not to mess with her, and there were those who'd missed that fact, tried it and been shut down. CC could hear however, that a few comments were tossed towards Alexis as they passed and a smile crossed her face. It was a gentle baptism of fire, just a taste of what she would be facing were she to be employed - which was looking more and more likely.
She'd reached the stairs and turned and smiled to the woman as she stepped up onto the first step - making it light up. As she took her second step, she directed the girl's attention to the bouncers who were now all looking at the stairs to see what was going on.
"They are pressure activated, and so each footstep makes them light up. This of course then catches the bouncers eyes so that they can see exactly who's going up and down. Noone is allowed up here unless they work here or are in the company of someone who works here. Just another safety precaution."
She smiled and nodded, continuing up the stairs and simply expecting the woman to follow - despite having not answered her question as to what was expected. She found an empty room down one of the darkened corridors - other doors having 'interesting' noises coming from within. She opened it and walked in, checking that it was all in a good state of repair before raiding the fridge and pouring herself a glass of champagne. After pouring two glasses, she just began to talk - still not knowing if Alexis had followed or not.
"Just a dance, but you will need to lose some clothes so I can see your muscles and gage your strength and aesthetics. I need to see what you can do on the stage and on the pole - and as this room has both, this is the perfect way to check and see where your skills are and if you're lacking in any areas."
She wandered over to a seat and moved it into position to face the little stage with the pole on it, her glass in her hand and the other left on top of the fridge for the girl to help herself to.
"So, anytime you're ready....."
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Re: Putting on the Silk Stockings {Cinnamon Cherrywhip}
This woman... CC, simply turned away from Alexis and began to walk away. Standing for a moment feeling confused before she moved to follow and catch up, Alexis pondered what was going to happen. Her question had been left unanswered but she didn't get the impression that the club's owner was simply dismissing her because of it. The slow steady progress of the tall leggy woman as she made her way towards a staircase actually gave Alexis the impression that she was supposed to follow. Some sort of test, perhaps?
The men gave her glances and made remarks as Alexis struggled to catch up with the taller woman's long legged gait. It made her grin at first but when a man put two of his fingers against his lips while looking directly at her and then stuck his tongue out and wiggled it, Alexis felt like her face was on fire. She recovered quickly and gave the much older man a wink and continued to follow her prospective employer up the stairs.
Alexis nodded as CC explained why the steps lit up and smiled again, sparing a glance for the bouncers she gave them a nod and a smile. The noises coming from several rooms they passed once they were on the second floor made Alexis rethink her plans briefly but CC had said they would create a "menu" that listed what she was and was not willing to do. Having already been using sex and a tool and a weapon for years by now, the idea of making money off of something she enjoyed and was pretty good at sounded too good to pass up.
CC hadn't ever explained just what she expected Alexis to do but she was no longer concerned. Even if it was with CC herself, Alexis wasn't going to complain. She hadn't ever been with another woman before but following behind the stunning woman, Alexis was no longer able to say she had never thought about it.
They went into an empty room and the club owner opened a bottle of champagne, poring two glasses. She never once asked if Alexis was old enough to drink but it was clear the second glass was left waiting for her. Grinning, Alexis had never been one to look a gift horse in the mouth, she picked up the flute and took a sip. It wasn't the cheap stuff, she knew that when the bubbles tickled her nose and she couldn't help but let out a very tiny sneeze.
Alexis looked down at what she was wearing, she had been moving into her new place earlier in the day so she wasn't pleased with what she saw. Cut off shorts and an old tee shirt with flip flops. She closed her eyes and sighed. Well at least the bra she had on was new from Catalina's Secret. She finished of her drink and set the glass back down before kicking off her flip flops into a corner so they wouldn't go flying off her feet as she danced. Then Alexis took hold of her tee and in one swift move, pulled it over her head and tossed it on the floor by her footwear.
Before she started, she bent over and tossed her hair to fluff it up. As she stood, she looked CC directly in the eyes and gave her a slow smile then turned to walk towards the pole with her back arched and swinging her hips. Alexis had a goal in mind and was going to do whatever it took to get what she wanted.
Her steps were light and bouncy, with just a bit of a rolling of her shoulders as she circled the pole. A lazy smile on her lip she looked the pole up and down as if it was the hottest looking guy she had ever laid eyes on and started to run her hands up and down the full length of it, shaking her *** back and forth whenever she bent her knees. The foreplay was quick as Alexis got right into actually dancing on the pole after that, starting off by wrapping her right leg around the pole and with a jump grabbing it up high and swinging herself around.
CC hadn't put any music on but it was loud enough right below her that is didn't matter. The stage must have been directly beneath. After her swing, Alexis moved her grip up higher and did the splits as she slid down to the floor. She swing her hair in time to the beat from below, as she shimmed back up the pole with a little bump and grind action. She made sure she kept smiling the whole time except for a few times she would bite her lip playfully giving CC sidelong glances. A few simple moves with some kicks and creative dance steps mixed with actually dancing with the pole playfully, as if it was a man that was standing there.
There were some other moves she was sure she could still do and now the dancing was all coming back, the song downstairs had changed and it was a faster beat. But she was getting a bit tired and the champagne was starting to hit. So she finished off the show with a routine that had been her best. Alexis kicked up her leg and wrapped it around the pole again but higher, letting the rest of her body hang upside down supported just by the one leg. She grabbed the toe of her other foot and spun around the pole a few times before doing the slits upside down this time after grabbing hold again with her hands.
Shifting her leg to hold the pole again, this time when Alexis spun around she almost at the very top and spun with her hands free and arms stretched out as if she was reaching for the audience. She finished with doing the splits a final times, this time against the pole it's self. One foot pointing to the ceiling as the other foot toed the floor. She could feel the chill of the metal through her shorts and undies.
As she brought the raised leg down artfully she kept her back arched in a simple one handed last swing around, then stopped and leaned just the top of her back against the pole with her chest out. Alexis tilted her head and looked at CC with a raised eyebrow. "Well? Do you want me or not?"
The men gave her glances and made remarks as Alexis struggled to catch up with the taller woman's long legged gait. It made her grin at first but when a man put two of his fingers against his lips while looking directly at her and then stuck his tongue out and wiggled it, Alexis felt like her face was on fire. She recovered quickly and gave the much older man a wink and continued to follow her prospective employer up the stairs.
Alexis nodded as CC explained why the steps lit up and smiled again, sparing a glance for the bouncers she gave them a nod and a smile. The noises coming from several rooms they passed once they were on the second floor made Alexis rethink her plans briefly but CC had said they would create a "menu" that listed what she was and was not willing to do. Having already been using sex and a tool and a weapon for years by now, the idea of making money off of something she enjoyed and was pretty good at sounded too good to pass up.
CC hadn't ever explained just what she expected Alexis to do but she was no longer concerned. Even if it was with CC herself, Alexis wasn't going to complain. She hadn't ever been with another woman before but following behind the stunning woman, Alexis was no longer able to say she had never thought about it.
They went into an empty room and the club owner opened a bottle of champagne, poring two glasses. She never once asked if Alexis was old enough to drink but it was clear the second glass was left waiting for her. Grinning, Alexis had never been one to look a gift horse in the mouth, she picked up the flute and took a sip. It wasn't the cheap stuff, she knew that when the bubbles tickled her nose and she couldn't help but let out a very tiny sneeze.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip wrote:
"Just a dance, but you will need to lose some clothes so I can see your muscles and gage your strength and aesthetics. I need to see what you can do on the stage and on the pole - and as this room has both, this is the perfect way to check and see where your skills are and if you're lacking in any areas."
"So, anytime you're ready....."
Alexis looked down at what she was wearing, she had been moving into her new place earlier in the day so she wasn't pleased with what she saw. Cut off shorts and an old tee shirt with flip flops. She closed her eyes and sighed. Well at least the bra she had on was new from Catalina's Secret. She finished of her drink and set the glass back down before kicking off her flip flops into a corner so they wouldn't go flying off her feet as she danced. Then Alexis took hold of her tee and in one swift move, pulled it over her head and tossed it on the floor by her footwear.
Before she started, she bent over and tossed her hair to fluff it up. As she stood, she looked CC directly in the eyes and gave her a slow smile then turned to walk towards the pole with her back arched and swinging her hips. Alexis had a goal in mind and was going to do whatever it took to get what she wanted.
Her steps were light and bouncy, with just a bit of a rolling of her shoulders as she circled the pole. A lazy smile on her lip she looked the pole up and down as if it was the hottest looking guy she had ever laid eyes on and started to run her hands up and down the full length of it, shaking her *** back and forth whenever she bent her knees. The foreplay was quick as Alexis got right into actually dancing on the pole after that, starting off by wrapping her right leg around the pole and with a jump grabbing it up high and swinging herself around.
CC hadn't put any music on but it was loud enough right below her that is didn't matter. The stage must have been directly beneath. After her swing, Alexis moved her grip up higher and did the splits as she slid down to the floor. She swing her hair in time to the beat from below, as she shimmed back up the pole with a little bump and grind action. She made sure she kept smiling the whole time except for a few times she would bite her lip playfully giving CC sidelong glances. A few simple moves with some kicks and creative dance steps mixed with actually dancing with the pole playfully, as if it was a man that was standing there.
There were some other moves she was sure she could still do and now the dancing was all coming back, the song downstairs had changed and it was a faster beat. But she was getting a bit tired and the champagne was starting to hit. So she finished off the show with a routine that had been her best. Alexis kicked up her leg and wrapped it around the pole again but higher, letting the rest of her body hang upside down supported just by the one leg. She grabbed the toe of her other foot and spun around the pole a few times before doing the slits upside down this time after grabbing hold again with her hands.
Shifting her leg to hold the pole again, this time when Alexis spun around she almost at the very top and spun with her hands free and arms stretched out as if she was reaching for the audience. She finished with doing the splits a final times, this time against the pole it's self. One foot pointing to the ceiling as the other foot toed the floor. She could feel the chill of the metal through her shorts and undies.
As she brought the raised leg down artfully she kept her back arched in a simple one handed last swing around, then stopped and leaned just the top of her back against the pole with her chest out. Alexis tilted her head and looked at CC with a raised eyebrow. "Well? Do you want me or not?"
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Cinnamon Cherrywhip
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Re: Putting on the Silk Stockings {Cinnamon Cherrywhip}
CC watched carefully and critically at every move Alexis made as well as the linking moves on how she got from one to the next. It seemed that she had a number of good moves in her repertoire, though she seemed fairly rusty on them all. Also, she could see that had she linked them in a different order, it would have been a more spectacular show as opposed to being a bit.... clunky and awkward in places. However, there was definitely no denying that the girl had what it took and had a lot of potential. All she needed was a chance and a bit of polishing, and CC couldn't wait to see what she could make of the woman - however she showed none of that on her face and simply watched blankly.
When the woman finished and looked at her, CC finally let a smile cross her face - even if it were only a small one - and then nodded her head.
"Yes, I'll take you. You're not ready for the main stage yet - you're too rusty and out of practice to be put on that. However, you can start with a serving job and after we've done some work together then you can go on one of the poles that are in the seating area. I'll also be offering you as an escort and on the booze cruises - both of those are paid over and above the regular serving. You can also be offered for private dances and shows, but until we get you established in that - you won't be asked to do more than that. If you're approached for more, and want to - you must come to me and I will arrange the deal. You will get most of the cash from that - just minus 10% which is my cut. While you're on the bar, you'll report to Ginger and she will show you the ropes."
She chuckled at the amount of info in there and paused to let it sink in before she stood up and walked to the door.
"Now, if you'll come with me we'll get you set up with your uniform for the serving work. So long as you're agreeable with the terms?"
She paused by the door, looking at her expectantly.
When the woman finished and looked at her, CC finally let a smile cross her face - even if it were only a small one - and then nodded her head.
"Yes, I'll take you. You're not ready for the main stage yet - you're too rusty and out of practice to be put on that. However, you can start with a serving job and after we've done some work together then you can go on one of the poles that are in the seating area. I'll also be offering you as an escort and on the booze cruises - both of those are paid over and above the regular serving. You can also be offered for private dances and shows, but until we get you established in that - you won't be asked to do more than that. If you're approached for more, and want to - you must come to me and I will arrange the deal. You will get most of the cash from that - just minus 10% which is my cut. While you're on the bar, you'll report to Ginger and she will show you the ropes."
She chuckled at the amount of info in there and paused to let it sink in before she stood up and walked to the door.
"Now, if you'll come with me we'll get you set up with your uniform for the serving work. So long as you're agreeable with the terms?"
She paused by the door, looking at her expectantly.