Show time. I start undressing to put on my outfit wondering why it has to be so revealing. As I finish the sound of an intercom echoes around me. "Good morning Cara, I see that you are ready to put on a show." I can hear his excitement of having the control over my life, I hear it every day Soon I am in the enclosure waiting, when I hear a door open. I open my eyes at the sound, about twenty men of all ages come in and slowly take their seats. There was one man that when he walked in I just stared at, he just sat there looking in, looking at me right in the eyes, something was off about this one and I couldn't put my finger on it. Something about him seemed familiar. The Lights slightly dim and some music plays in the back ground. The room quiets down. I try and tune out the comments coming from the men as I dance, I have my body wrapped around the pole holding upside down as I turn to give them a pole dance that most strippers would have a hard time pulling off. As I dance I fall into my mind taking me far from this place back to our home. Thinking of how I would love to be back there and see my family again. Finishing up my performance I lower my head to bow everyone jumps out of their seats applauding, I can see the erections through their pants some with wet spots, I can also smell it all but I try and push that off and ignore it. As the rest are leaving, he walks over to the thick glass of viewing area and puts his hand on it. I walk over and kneel down as he looks up at me with sadness in his eyes; I do not know this man. Why is he acting like this, placing my hand near where his is, when I do he gets a look of determination, and turns to jog towards the door. This only makes me more confused, the rest of the day I relax in the pond till I am forced back to my cell.All Rights Reserved
1 part