The New Dancer

Monster

•The New Dancer•
•Monster•
•Part Five•

You were led in bed staring at the ceiling, thoughts swirling in your head like a whirlpool of chaos. Thoughts and voices weaving in and out spiralling out of control.

You had been the Jokers personal dancer for 2 days now and had earned £2000 by doing so.

The job wasn't so bad, you got to work and got all dressed up for him. You sat in the VIP room with him until he wanted a dance. You either danced on the little stage in the room or on his lap.

He was never rough with you, he never touched you inappropriately but you could see in his eyes the lust when you danced for him. He grazed your skin with the slightest of touches and loved sliding money into your lingerie.

You loved the feel of his hands on your skin, like he controlled you with the slightest touch. Is this what happens when a psychopath touches you? It's kind of thrilling. You thought.

It was 5.24 am and you couldn't sleep a wink. You had not long got back from work. You checked your phone and saw an unread text from Jason.

'Hey (y/n) just checking in. Hope you're okay dancing for that monster. Remember I'm always here'

Monster.

That was a strong word, you thought. Did he deserve to be called a monster? He may never have been mean to you but think of all the things he has done. All the murders, robberies, kidnappings and everything in between.

Maybe you should be scared of him.
So why weren't you?

You finally drifted off head filled with thoughts of The Joker.

The next day you got dressed up for work at the usual time. You wore dark blue denim shorts and a yellow tank top with black heels.

You drove to work and went backstage to get changed as usual. You emerged 20 minutes later all dressed up for your shift. You were dressed in blue today. A blue thong with a blue jewelled bra to match.

You climbed the spiral staircase and knocked the door, it swung open a guard holding it for you. You walked in to see the Joker with a drink in his hand.

"There she is! Looking gorgeous as usual. Come here baby" the Joker said opening his arms. You walked towards him and stopped a few inches away from his tattooed face.

"Good Evening Mr J" you smiled.

He put two fingers gently under your chin looking into your eyes.

"Good evening (Y/N)" he said softly in return.

His hand dropped from your chin and he took another sip of his drink, which appeared to be whisky.

"Daddy's got a big meeting today so I need you be on your best behaviour okay doll?" The Joker more told than asked.

"Of course Mr J" you replied

"Brilliant! Would you like a drink doll?" He offered grinning a silver toothed grin.

"That depends. Can you make a cocktail Mr J?" You asked almost flirtatiously and with a smile.

He smiled widely and gave out a chuckle. " you wanna see my bartending skills?" He teased narrowing his crystal blue eyes challengingly.

"Make me a sex on the beach Mr J" you giggled.

"You got it doll" he winked and your insides tingled.

He made you your drink showing off in the process causing you to giggle uncontrollably. He was actually very charming, and handsome too, you tried to shake those thoughts away when he said: