Dancing On Thin Ice // KTH

Chapter 101

Carmela stepped towards the pole, and gripped it, taking a deep breath.

Roxana's lesson from this morning reeled in her mind, and she began.

Her hands gripped the pole higher and she rocked her body around it. Damn it, she was incredibly nervous. She tried to stick out her butt as much as she could, but her limbs felt stiff and heavy.

The club was crowded and lights flashed around the darkness, but Carmela had yet to look at the crowd below. She just couldn't bring herself to see the sneers of the people below, watching her humiliate herself.

And what if her skirt inched up? They'd be able to see the--

No!

I can't let that happen, I can't do this, what was I thinking--

But her eyes shifted to the crowd for a split second, and she froze.

A smiling boy with auburn hair and gold-rimmed shades, waved at her from the edge of the dance floor.

He mouthed and animated "you are sexy" and with a thumbs up, pulled off his shades and winked.

Instantly, Carmela felt her lips stretch into a wide smile and her eyes scrunched up with joy.

Hosi's always believed in me. And if Hosi does... then why shouldn't I believe in my own self?

Her chest felt lighter and she straighened up, confidence and adrenanline circling her nerves.

I...

I can do this.

I can so fucking do this.

"Here we go!" The DJ let out a shout before the beat pounded rapidly, sending the club up in excited screams.

Carmela circled the pole, swaying her hips. She stuck out her backside as much as she could before straddling down the pole in a spiral. The music pounded through her, and her limbs began to easily flow all over the pole. People began to step away from other dancers and gathered on the empty floor below the stage in front of her.

I'm doing it... I'm actually doing it! Not bad for your first night Carmela Lee. Not bad at all.

Carmela threw her neck back, her hair flipping over, and a couple of whoops rang out below her. She felt sexy with everyone's eyes willingly on her, and let the pole go between her breasts, atop her chest, and twirled down the pole, twirking slightly as she rose again from the stage floor.

Suddenly, her ankle gave out and crunched underneath her.

"Ow!! Shit..." Carmela winced in pain, peering down at her foot.

She shook her foot and pat her ankle with her palms. Pain sprang up through her leg momentarily but it was gone after a couple of minutes. Relieved she hadn't broken or twisted anything, Carmela rose again with a sigh, ready to dance.

But everyone was gone?

The floor below her spot on the stage was completly empty now. The few people who had moved to watch her had now shifted back in front of the other mature dancers and strippers.

"No, no... shit." Carmela slouched, dissapointed.

Well, the night's still long and the show's gotta go on.

With a frustrated sigh, Carmela grabbed the pole again flipping her hair back.

She knew she was attractive right now, she couldn't deny how sexy she felt up there, even when no one was watching. It felt refreshing and she felt... powerful somehow. She didn't need anyone's attention to make her feel good about herself. And it was her first night after all. So, fuck the crowd.

Carmela closed her eyes and brought her forehead to the warm surface of the pole. Eyes shut tight, she began moving with the music. Her non-existent curves FELT existent as she circled and twirled slowly around and up and down the pole. Her legs knew exactly where to put themselves as the little skirt around her swaying hips spun and shook with her movements. She felt... turned on by herself somehow. Is that even possible? It is weird yeah, but is it even possible?

She was really sweaty now and her hair stuck to the skin of her face. But her spirits were soaring, and she opened her eyes with a smile.

But the moment she opened her eyes, she wished she hadn't.

What in hell--

Her breaths abruptly stopped and she froze.

The floor below her wasn't empty anymore.

There were five boys standing in front of her, watching her up on the stage.

And he was in the middle, peering at her with hungry eyes.