Tarasia {Short Stories}

10: Blade 🗡

Hey, my lovelies! I'm back with a long one for y'all. Sorry, not sorry. LoL. Enjoy! And it's NSFW! 😝 All mistakes are mine.

"Dude, I heard that Blade slit ol boy's throat. Took him out for abusing his girl. I wish I could have seen that shit. No mercy!" Fantasia overheard one guy say. She wasn't trying to eavesdrop, but they were only a few feet away from her getting dances from two of the other strippers. It was wild how freely they talked about that lifestyle in front of them, like they weren't even there. Maybe they need their throats slit. Or their mouths sewn shut. Fantasia thought. She finished off her dance and just walked away.

As she sat in the dressing room, Fantasia couldn't help but wonder who this Blade person was. It wasn't her first time hearing the name. And her curiosity was piqued, but she tried her best to stay as far away from the underground world as possible. Her boyfriend Kendall was a wannabe gangsta, nothing like the tough, grimy guys she had seen come through the club. His thuggish public facade was used to mask how insignificant he actually felt. The only place he really played hard was at home, beating Fantasia's ass. And she put up with it, thinking she didn't deserve better.

"Yo, Tasia, there is a request for you in the Champagne Room." One of the bouncers called out to her. Her face lit up. That was where the real money was. But who would request her? Fantasia was all about her money, but she didn't do half the stuff that the other strippers did to get it. She could work a pole, and her lap dances, especially the ones in the Champagne Room, were fire. But she wasn't desperate enough to go any further, though. Self-respect was important to her.

Fantasia walked in the room and froze. Sitting there, awaiting her arrival, was the beautiful woman everyone called T. She wasn't a regular in the club, but when she showed up, Fantasia's bosses treated her like royalty. She had heard one of the other strippers say that the woman's real name was Taraji—a fitting name for a stunning woman. Fantasia took a deep breath and walked further into the room. Her body was trembling because she was so nervous. If she fucked this up, she would probably get fired.

"Come on over, beautiful. I don't bite. Unless you want me to." Taraji said, making Fantasia giggle and blush. Her hand shot up to her face, hiding her smile. Breathe, Tasia. Fuck! You've got this. You're the baddest female in this club. The pep talk she was having in her head was working. She gained control of her body, and her anxiousness disappeared. "What can I do for you?" She asked. Her eyes glanced over Taraji's body from head to toe, and she licked her lips.

Taraji placed a stack of money beside her on the lounger she was sitting on. And Fantasia's eyes went wide. Was all of that money for her? What exactly did Taraji expect her to do for it? "I just want to see you dance." Taraji said with a smile that could almost light up the dimly lit room. Fantasia started feeling things she never did before at work. She thought only Kendall could affect her body in this manner, but she was wrong.

Fantasia hit the button for her music to start, and Montero by Lil Nas X began to play. It had become one of her favorite songs to dance to. She could be creative with it. She moved her body to the music as she circled the pole in the room. Taraji sat back and enjoyed the show. She had seen Fantasia dance on multiple occasions, but she never got the chance to get a private dance until now.

Taraji was mesmerized. Fantasia was flying around the pole like she defied gravity. Taraji didn't understand how all that ass didn't cause her to come tumbling down. She wanted to smack it. It was definitely real, unlike the asses of most of the other strippers in the club. Fantasia slid down the pole and ended in a split, her eyes staring into those of Taraji's. She stood and made her way over to the woman, their eyes never leaving each other's. The song had changed, and now a slowed down and chopped version of Rihanna's Birthday Cake was playing.