Jared's Joker

My muse

The music blasted seductive rock and I couldn't help but get lost in it. Swinging my hips around, I glided effortlessly around the pole, making eye contact with everyone who was part of the scene.

And I know he hated that.

"We're not accepting business meet-ups tonight." I heard Jim Parrack speak in his gruff Jonny Frost voice as he slammed one of the doors on a 'clients' face. The man had a presence but for me it was nothing like the lean muscular Jared.

As I shook my hips, I saw The Joker slowly walk to my platform, gawking at me as I continued to dance. The script said we would make eye contact for several seconds as I kept dancing.

As he kept looking up at me, I decided to take advantage of the situation and danced a lot more sultrily, flipping my hair back and arching my back as I rose on the pole.
I could hear his breathing despite the music blasting in the background.

"And who....is this...?" He muttered under his breath, but since he had microphones under his collar, it was well received by the crew.
I continued to sway to the beat, smiling down slightly at him before spinning around the pole and stopping completely.
As I held on to the pole, I looked down at him and grinned.

"My name is Dasha, Mister J, I'm one of the new dancers here," I said sincerely yet seductively. I wanted to wow him as Dasha but I also wanted to keep his interest as Liz.

"Dasha..." he said as he extended his hand out. As I reached out to grab it, I braced myself. With one swift tug he pulled me towards him, making me land in his arms. He carried me and held me close as he set me down, his minty breath and the smell of the cherry lip stick filling my nostrils.

"You're coming home with me tonight dollface," he grinned as he grabbed my wrist and brought his body closer to mine. Studying my face, he ran his hand down up my arms, my neck, and all over my cheeks. He gently tugged at my blonde hair as he brought his lips closer to mine.

His frown slowly formed into a grin as he smiled widely in my face, suddenly pulling away from me and turning back to Frost.

"I seem to have found...a muse..for now!" He laughed as he sat and observed me. I stood awkwardly and gaped back at him. Placing his hands on his cane, he continued to watch me with that grin on his face.

So now what?
I quickly recalled the script and did as was written.
I began to walk slowly and seductively towards him, swaying my hips left and right, putting my head back so he'd have a better view of my eyes, my face. My expressions.

Yes Dasha the blonde stripper, AKA Jokers muse, was stunning, but I wanted him to see ME too. Right now i was feeling a heat in the pit of my stomach that only the Joker could satisfy, despite having had my fill just yesterday.

As I continued to walk, I opened my eyes back up and saw his expression had changed.

He watched intently as I moved closer, making eye contact with Jim as well, smiling at him before turning back to the joker.
With a huge smile on my face, I got on my knees as soon as i was only a few feet ahead of him. I flipped my hair back and licked my lips, doing the seducing to the best of my ability.
The script had been specific with what had to be done.
I saw him lean down and smile at me, mimicking the same seductive smile I had on.

"Ohhh I think I picked the right one. Already making things interesting..." he said as he patted his lap, signaling me to sit.

As I sat on his lap, I felt him position me in a way that had me sitting right on his hard-on. Thankfully I had makeup on to hide the massive blush because I felt him poking my most sensitive spot as soon as we made contact.
He leaned in, sniffing my hair and had his lips running up my neck.

"Wait til I get you alone again," he whispered in my ear before pulling his head away.

That wasn't part of the script.

As the script required, I giggled and ran my hands through his green locks.

"Yes mister J," I said as we continued our eye contact.

"CUT! That's a wrap!" David announced.

Already? Just one take? Part of me was disappointed that I wouldn't have to act out this part with Jared again but another part of me was also excited about that last thing he had said.

Looking around I saw cast and crew members walking about the set, shuffling around to get things ready for the next scene.
I was still on Jared's lap. I felt his hands gripping onto my sides and butt as he kept me on his lap.
I turned my attention to him and saw him staring down at my body. My cleavage was right in his face.
With a smirk I tried pulling myself off of him but he had a firm grip. Wasn't anyone else seeing this?
After a few seconds he looked up at me, making me halt my attempts at leaving his lap.

"I want you to come with me, doll," he said as the Joker.

Before he helped me stand up, he gave a sharp thrust upwards making me feel his hard member through his clothes right on my sensitive spot. I suppressed a moan as best as I could as I stood up.
It was too much. I was yearning for him at this point. And he was making it all too easy.

As he walked off set, I was right behind him. Once again I looked up and down his perfect back. Even in that white button up he looked so good.
I think it accentuated his muscles more.
As we reached the familiar hallway of his dressing room, he turned around swiftly and grabbed me by my wrists, pinning me to the wall.
His breathing was labored, as was mine. It was tension that was about to be relieved and we both suffered from it.
He immediately attacked my lips with his as he used his body to pin me to the wall.

What was it with this guy?
I tried my best to kiss him back, to keep up with the feverish, quick movements of his lips and tongue on mine but it was near impossible. He was always dominant but now it was on another level.

"My muse." He said between kisses. "My distraction." "My heart." "My fire." "What...are you.."
Between each kiss, I could feel his voice growing more desperate.
He took one of my hands down and pressed it firmly down the front of his pants. I felt his hardness from outside his clothes and it was as impressive as ever. I decided I wanted to elicit a response from him, so I palmed him and tried grabbing at his cock from outside. He hissed at the sensation and only pressed himself further into me.

After he kissed me again he backed away from me, only grabbing my arm and hurrying down the hall straight into his room.