the pole dancers innocence

On The Prowl

     Saoirse found herself back at the club at five. She had her music picked and needed to find a costume. She ran through the rack and found a black bustier with a deep plunging neckline and a sexy pair of faux leather leggings in black. The legging were tear away so she needed a Black thong with a black tail, and black cat ears. She was turning herself into a black leopard tonight. She had jungle drums for her music and intended to tell a story with her body of a jungle cat on the prowl deep in the jungles of Africa. She wanted sultry lighting and one soft spotlight following her on the pole. But the light wasn't to be turned on till the first drums started to beat. She dug a pair of black dance shoes out of her bag and slipped into the costume then started with her makeup. She piled her curls on top of her head that she could shake free once the drums started beating faster and louder. She was going to embrace the  predator personality of the big cat, but remain sexy and sultry. She was going on the hunt without the audience of men know they were the prey. She worked her eye make up into a smoky black and green. Making her eyes more dramatic and alluring. She put the bustier on pushing her breasts up and exposing a good amount of cleavage, then the thong and long thigh high black lacy stockings. She pulled the tail up and then slipped the tear away leggings on and put on the high heeled dancing shoes. About a quarter to six she was ready. She was still sitting and the dressing table when Dominic came back to talk to the girls.

     "Okay ladies." All the girls turned to him. Carlo is in the club tonight, so you know what that means. Big tips! So be on your best. I'm sure you all have turned your music in and are ready?"  The girls mumbled. "Good. So this is the order you girls will go in. We will start with Roxi, then Heather. Tanya, Candy, Britney, new girl Irish, and then Silver. If we have more requests you'll be on call. Okay?" He looked around the room. Everyone nodded agreement. "Let's go Roxi." 

     A pretty girl in a blue barely there costume followed him towards the doors. Silver reach over a took Saoirse's hand. "You gonna be okay?"

     "I think so. I mean I know in my head how I want it to go, but I'm nervous. I turned in my music and talked to the lighting guy. Fingers crossed. Um...what did he mean about requests?"

     "Oh. Well Carlo is a special client. He's related to both Dom and Damian. I don't know how but they are. Anyway when he and his cronies come in they always stay late and tip the girls really well. Then he picks his favorites and has them dance again. He showers them in cash. I've been picked the last two times. Think that's why Dom put me last so the other girls get a shot.  He usually doesn't pick the last dancer because he just saw her. So, I'm thinking that's Dom's strategy tonight." She shrugs. "I get it. He doesn't want to cause problems with the girls. We already having petty fights over stupid shit."

     Saoirse knew what that was about. The competition in ballet was fierce! She had to constantly watch her back when she was attempting to get lead parts. All ballerinas think they're the best.

     Saoirse waited in the wings for her turn. She went over and over her dance moves in her minds eye. She knew this was a different way to entertain for her, but she found herself excited to do this. It was an education in seduction for her. Being as young as she was, she'd spent her entire life building herself for the Ballet stage, now she was growing up and becoming a woman. She had never really even dated before so this was all a new experience for her. She was used to being in the Nut Cracker, or Dancing The Swan Dance. So being a sexy seductive woman with an audience of men! She was out of the elements, but willing to push through. Britney was on stage now, and she knew she followed her. She watched Britney's routine and knew she was talented! Very comfortable with her dance and the pole. Saoirse knew being comfortable in your skin was the most important thing to remember. If you don't believe it, you can't sell it. 

     Money when flying on to the stage when she finished and the music stopped. They gave Britney a couple minutes to collect her dollars and leave the stage. Then the lights went down and Saoirse's nerves went up. Dominic stepped closer. "You ready Irish?' He whispered in her ear. She nodded. "Okay. Go get em girl." He growled.

     Saoirse stepped on to the stage and climbed up the pole to the top. Then flipped herself and poised herself upside down. Dom stepped to the mic and announced her into the darkness. "Gentleman, Irish!" Then he stepped away. The stage was dark then the music started and the drums started beating and the spot came up and centered on Saoirse. As the drums beat out the sexy jungle beat she started prowling down the pole like a cat. Her head tipped up and staring out into the darkness beyond the light. Then the softer stage lights came up and she started her dance. Hitting the floor in an arch off the pole. As the drums beat faster and harder she twirled and swung around the pole and her hair flying out of its confines. The leggings she stripped away. Leaving her long stocking legs to wrap around the pole and she spun out with her body undulating to the beats and her hips swaying like she was making love to the air. Her face a complete expression of passion and s*x. Her eyes lite with a green fire. A blush across her cheeks. Her red lips open and moist. As the last drum beat out she was arched over backwards and her breasts were trying to spill out from her bustier. One leg wrapped around the pole the other planted on the floor. Her hands on the floor with her hair spilled all over them like fire. The lights went off then came back up. Money was being thrown up on the stage like crazy. She walked over and scooped up the leggings first then started picking up the cash off the stage floor. Then head held high and a huge grin on her face she stepped off and received a hug from Silver.

     "Seriously? I'm supposed to follow that?" Her blue eyes were sparkling. "s**t girl!"

     Dom touched Silver's shoulder. "You're next" He whispered to her. She moved to the stage. "Holy s**t Irish. That was something! I thought I'd seen everything, but when you prowled down that pole I swear you were a big cat." He was grinning hard. "Got a feeling your gonna have a following." 

     Saoirse blushed then ducked her chin. "I'm a...just going to go to the dressing room." She said quietly.

     "Hey. Touch up you makeup. Got a feeling you'll be performing again soon tonight."