Gang up the Stripper

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"Kana..you're on."

That was my cue to get up the chair in front of the dressing table and give myself a final look up and down through the mirror, I gently tugged at my hose-knitted stockings under the short checkered skirt, to make sure it is securely attached to my undergarments. I gave my plump chest a soft bounce, checking the fit of the equally checkered bikini top underneath the satin cropped top.
Flipping my curled-red-highlighted shoulder-length hair, I smiled on my reflection. A thinly painted face smiled back at me. I tend to keep my makeup at a bare minimum to accentuate my natural beauty as being said by my patrons, a beauty sent by gods. But I can't go out not having that deep red lipstick on my pout, that drives the audience wild with lust.

Hmm..adequate.

I swayed my hips one last time before I sashayed towards the maroon curtain that leads to the stage where I shall perform tonight. I heard that a certain big-time will visit the beer garden Cabaret that's why the owner, who is my dear friend requested my presence and asked if I could give a special number.

I admit I have been a stripper during my younger age to get me through college, but now that I have already graduated and working on a rather small but fair company, I stopped being a performer altogether. But I cannot say no to a friend whom I owe my life.

The music started.
LET ME LOVE YOU by Ariana Grande.

I secured the black lace mask into my face with my thin glove-covered fingers and started to slip my left leg into the opening of the curtain.
A sudden uproar was heard from the crowd as I retrieve my leg back, a playful smile playing up my lips.

Game on!

I get out on the stage with a sway of my hips.
Moving towards the center with fluid movements of my hips in a belly dance routine, gets the audience squirming up their seats.

Uhh..that's it..worship me..

My inner sex goddess is coming out again after such a long time. My blood began to pump in anticipation, this familiar sensation of being wanted, so much in control of the crowd engulfs my well-being.

I danced a few of my practiced routines swaying left and right, slipping through the floor headfirst then bending downwards.. my back facing the audience, giving them a glimpse of my underwear.

The pack of hungry wolves roar in unison as I began to strip my first garment. Sashaying towards the pole, My satin crop top falls first. After a slow body roll on the pole, the short skirt follows to the floor. The crowd gets even louder when I climbed up the pole slowly only to slide down topless, but upon my nipples were small round leather attached with thin straps.

The patrons went insane with my teasing, and I loved it. I really loved it. The effect It gave me was priceless. The louder they get, the wilder my heart thundered through my chest.

When suddenly, the crowd grew silent, I twirled around and I caught a glimpse of a man entering the Cabaret.

A dazzling, pulchritudinous man. His built and physique towered those who came with him. Wearing a black coat over an equally black top, leather pants, silver three-layered necklace accessory..and..oh god pierced earrings..

so hot..damn.

He sat in front of the stage, the nearest one to me. His fierce gaze meets mine and I nearly stumbled through my routines. Those were the most dark, deepest shade of earth that speaks volumes of promised pleasure. As if the stars were glowing out of those eyes that holds the universe itself. I felt a kick in my stomach that knocked my breath away..making me sit on the prepared chair at the center of the stage.

I plan to do this later but, what the heck..my knees may falter before I even reach that point. My hands get clammy with sweat and I felt my nerves trembling with..

whats this?..fear?..no..excitement?..

I crossed my legs then slowly, ever slowly pulled down my knitted stockings, I bravely looked up to the devilishly handsome guy in front of me. I felt naked under his gaze with just the skimpy underwear and the half-pulled-down net stockings.
He's looking at me ferociously, eyes burning.. his jaw clenched in a tight grit and I can feel his terrifying aura through the short distance between us.

I flicked my eyelashes at him and tried to smile seductively biting my lower lip that gets the crowd went crazy, which is opposite to the reaction of the lucifer-come-to-life-gorgeous man.

What? Is my performance not to your liking mister?.

I bite the end of my glove on the middle finger in an attempt to strip it off my hand when suddenly a coat covered my head..locking my sight off the light.

"Okay, that's enough."
I heard a low growl whispered near my ear, then I felt a strong set of arms pull me up and drag me almost painfully off the stage and into the back of the maroon curtain. The warmth of these arms was impeccably glorious, that I want to be enclosed with these longer.
I was in a daze when I realized what was happening.

When the coat was removed off my face, my sight meets the penetrating gaze of the god himself. I felt my knees turn to jelly and he was fast enough to grab my waist into a tight grip.

"M-mister..what are you doing?"

"I should be the one asking you, what are you doing Gulf?"

"Y- you know me?"

"But of course! I own you! Why the fuck I wont?"

"W-what are you talking about?"

He let out a deep breath then glanced through my body up and down, he whispered into my ear that runs a shiver down my spine.

"Let's get you something to wear first before I forget that I must not touch you before your birthday next week."
His husky voice sends waves after wave of goosebumps to my skin. My blood boiled in delirious enthusiasm.

Is that a promise?

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Heiley aka @mmister_j
inspired me again..
constantly giving me ideas..
thank u so much..
if ever you happen to find this..
this is because of you..
🙈😂😂

part two?

Be patient everyone. I have a confession to make. Because of this prompt, i have created a book. Will be published this december. Watch out for it on dreame. com😁

*titled:

KNIGHTS OF PARADOX
BOOK 1: SEDUCTION

A story between the london's finest stripper and the thailand's crowned prince.

❤️
-phinutz.

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