Red, Red, and More Red

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Celestia

"I have no idea Lucy, I just stared at him and did this," I say as I mimic what I did as I stared at the man who was sitting in the middle of the VIP section.
"Ha! You probably made the poor man come in his pants." she laughs.
"Probably, 'cause I saw him leave with a brunette upstairs to the rooms."
"Awe the poor thing, had to satisfy his cravings." Lucy laughs again as she's changing into her next outfit.

I grin at the joke and plop myself down on my chair.

"Amazing job Cherry! They loved it tonight!" states Kevin as he wraps me in a very tight hug.
"Ha, you're welcome, I heard the owner was here tonight so I gave it my best."
"And your best paid off," he replies as he pulls out a fat wad of cash from his pocket and tips it over to me. "Courtesy of a gentleman in the VIP section, one of the owner's friends. They have a private room upstairs--number two -- and they have requested you."
"Oh." I almost shudder at the thought of all of them in that tiny room but I push the feeling down. I take the stack of money from him, stuffing it in my bag, and start to take off my shoes but Kevin stops me.
"No need to change, they want you as you are. You're doing the same routine for them."
"Ugh, fun," I say with a fake half-smile.

          Kevin pats me on the back and leaves me to freshen up. I spray perfume all over me, fluff out my hair once more and place my red mask on. As I walk to the stairs in the back to the left of the VIP section, horny men are slipping bills in the straps of my underwear, and honestly, I'm not complaining. About the money I mean. Once I get to the top of the stairs I make a right turn to the series of red doors labeled with gold numbers. James was waiting in front of room two and when he sees me he wiggles his eyebrows and does a mocking pole dance as he laughs. I laugh as well, which calms my nerves down a little and he gives me a wink and mutters that I got this as he opens the door for me. I plant a kiss on his cheek and enter the room. As if there couldn't be enough red in the world. Room number two was called the red room. I was very interested in that room. There is usually some kind of bed but tonight a pole replaces it in the middle of the room with chairs and couches around it. However, the walls were still filled with many toys and all kinds of contraptions. Ropes, cuffs, whips, you name it. We had three rooms in total and each one of them was a different color, the first room was neon-ish lemon yellow, the second was cherry red, and the last was electric purple and they each had their own type of theme. The red room was BDSM. I could never figure out how many women just blatantly obeyed someone. I don't think I could ever. I never even listened to my parents as a kid, no luck trying to tame me as an adult now.

          I could feel every pair of eyes that stared me down. I felt naked. And I looked like it too since my outfit was red and the lights were red, the colors mixed in with my warm beige skin. Sitting in the middle of the room near the back was the same man I crooked my finger at. This time his suit jacket is gone and his button-down shirt have all the buttons undone except for maybe the last three or four. He has a glass of bourbon in his right hand and his legs are spread out in a dominant position as if to say he can control me as he lays back in his chair. He can't control me. Tonight I owned him. I owned all of them. I take my place at the pole and I hear James at my ear on the earpiece I have in.

"You ready Cherry?" he whispers.
"Ready as I'll ever be," I whisper back and the music begins to blast through the speakers.

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Ramon

          The second that she hit the ground my breathing hitched. She had a hold on me and she knew it too. Her warm, dancing, lash-fringed eyes never faltered as she crawls toward me, very slowly, as if she doesn't see my already building hard-on and the quick rise and fall of my chest.

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