Chapter 13: Let The Games Begin Part 2

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Harmony's POV

And just like that, with no time to react. It is time for me to take the stage.

"I've got this... I've got this" I mumble under my breath as I say my goodbyes to Serenity and head out of the dressing room.

As I walk to the stage, all eyes are on me.

I quickly look around the room to see if I can spot Stormi, and in the corner of my eye, I find him sitting next to, I guess, a few of his homeboys in the VIP section.

I quickly look around the room to see if I can spot Stormi, and in the corner of my eye, I find him sitting next to, I guess, a few of his homeboys in the VIP section

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"Now, for our opening act, please welcome Desire to the stage," the announcer announces as I gracefully walk up the stage and to my place beside the pole.

The music starts, and the song Partition by Beyonce blares throughout the speakers of the club. 

On beat, I start my performance by sexuality walking around the pole in my eight-inch heels.

Seamlessly, while facing the pole in front of the crowd, I grab the pole with my left hand and spin my body around with my right, so I am now facing the crowd with both hands above my head.

I slowly start to grind down the pole while caressing myself until I'm in a squatting position where I seductively open my legs wide and roll down onto my knees.

On my knees, I continue caressing myself, grinding up and down on the floor until I smoothly extend my left arm out, sticking my ass up in the air, and rolling over onto my back with my legs high in the sky.

I clank my heels together before rising off of my back and swiftly maneuvering back onto my knees. 

I use the pole to sexually stand up, making sure my ass pokes out as I make my way up from the bottom to the top of the pole with my upper body.

Now standing, I grab the pole, and immediately, I can feel the cold metal against my skin as I prepare for the twisted spin, an advanced pole dance trick that took me forever to learn when Serenity was teaching me. I position myself with one hand above my head and the other lower down, creating a twisted grip. With a deep breath, I push off with my legs, initiating the spin while maintaining my grip.

As I spin around the pole, my body twists elegantly, creating a mesmerizing visual.

In my pose, I look around the room and notice every man is hooked onto my every move except for one, and that one man is very interested in Crystal.

"Well, she is going to be a problem," I thought to myself as I released my twisted grip and smoothly transitioned into a more conventional hand grip. My body continues to spin around the pole as I seamlessly shift my weight and position to prepare for the Aerial Shoulder Mount.

With a swift and controlled movement, I extend one leg and hook it onto the pole while simultaneously reaching up with one hand to grab a higher section. "This creates a stable foundation for the transition chicka" is all I can remember Serenity saying over and over again about this part of the move in my head.

As the spin slows down, I use the momentum to lift my body upward.

In the Aerial Shoulder Mount, my torso is parallel to the ground, and my shoulder is securely pressed against the pole. My free leg extends gracefully, creating a visually captivating pose.

While in my pose, I quickly look around the room again and find that now, Crystal is giving Stormi a lap dance.

"Just fucking great," I thought as I smoothly transition out of the Aerial Shoulder Mount with a controlled descent down the pole.

Releasing my grip, I gracefully lower myself to the floor.

Upon reaching the floor, I sexually walk around the pole one last time before heading off stage and back to the dressing room.

Entering the dressing room, I see Serenity sitting near the lockers putting on her heels, so I walk over to her.

"Hey chica, how was your first performance?" Serenity asks eagerly.

"My performance was great, but we have an issue," I say cutting straight to the point.

"What's wrong? "Serenity asks worryingly.

"While I was performing, I saw Crystal all over Stormi. I don't even think he saw me on stage because her titties were all up in his face." I say while rolling my eyes.

"Well, I have an idea, but it's probably going to cause some problems chicka," Serenity says with a look of concern on her face.

"Ideas?  Like what? I ask curiously.

"Stripper rule number three, never steal anything from anyone. Well tonight chicka, you're going to have to break that rule and steal one of Crystal's private dances with him. Which may cause some problems for us later on," Serenity says honestly.

"And how am I supposed to do that?" I ask while shrugging my shoulders.

"While you were on stage. I think I remember them calling for her to go to the second room in the private area. She has a regular waiting for her. All you have to do is beat her there."Serenity says.

"Alright, that's doable," I say not wasting any time.

I walk out of the dressing room and head straight to the private area.

Watching my surroundings, I look for Crystal who seems to be preoccupied shoving her ass into a man's face.

"Perfect," I mumble under my breath as I pass her and continue walking to the private area.

Once I reached the private area and stood outside of the door of the second room, I took a deep breath, turned the doorknob, and slowly walked in. Making sure to lock the door behind myself.

"It took yo fine ass long enough," says a deep sexy voice, sitting in a chair in the middle of the room with a blindfold on.

"Come here," he says slowly taking off his blindfold and looking over at me with a confused look on his face.

To be continued...

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