Nadia looks in the mirror for one final check. Long, dark, auburn hair streaked with purple highlights borders her green eyes. Over her black brocade corset, her ample breasts spill, covered only by a black fishnet shirt. Tan muscular calves stretch her tall, laced, black work boots leading to the purple tulle skirt just covering her ass. She applies one final coat of deep-rose lipstick and heads out the door to the club.
Walking along the sidewalk, her boots echo in the darkness. Glancing up, the flashing neon sign beckons her.
"Enter."
She takes a deep breath as her hand grasps the door handle. She reminds herself of the fantasy she has dreamed about so often and is now about to live out in real life. Straightening her back, lifting her chin, Nadia pulls the door open and heads down the dimly lit steps. She enters the dressing room on the left and hangs her coat on the back of the door.
Her big black bag sits waiting for her. As Nadia grabs the familiar leather handles, a course of electricity runs through her body, and she heads toward the stage. She is this evening's entertainment, but little does she know entertainment is in store for her, as well.
The bar is large and dark. On Nadia's left, the stage is set exactly to her specifications. A single red velvet chaise with one arm sits alone, lit by one dim spotlight. A glass of liquid courage is placed on a table as she requested. She sets her bag slightly under the couch and unzips it as she glances nervously around the room. She is relieved that the audience is small, only two couples and one single male. She drinks deeply from the glass and looks toward the back of the bar. Nadia is ready, and she gives the sound man a curt nod.
A soulful, seductive rhythm fills the room. She closes her eyes briefly and lets the music wash over her. Leaning back on the chaise she puts one leg on the cushions and lays her head back against the arm. Slowly she brings one hand to her mouth and sucks on her fingers seductively to tease the audience members that are now coming toward the stage.
She removes her fingers from her mouth and touches through the fishnet shirt. Nadia's large nipples poke through the netting in response to the cold and the wetness. She pinches them to make them pop. When they are nice and hard, she reaches into her bag and pulls out nipple clamps with a purple jewel hanging from a chain. She squeezes one nipple slowly, attaching the clamp, and she sighs at the pleasure this gives her.
Nadia repeats the process with her other nipple, again reveling in the sensations. Her other hand is placed at her knee. Running her fingertips along the inside of her thigh, she reaches under her skirt and encounters the purple, lace panties that barely cover her newly shaved pussy. She moves her panties to the side to let the audience gaze upon her full, pink lips. Spreading her fingers, she opens her pussy, a pink rose opening its petals.
Moving her middle finger between her clit and her opening, Nadia becomes aroused. Her head falls back to the arm of the couch as she begins to play with her pussy in front of the crowd. She turns her head slightly and cracks open her desire-filled green eyes to gaze upon the audience. Nadia feeds on their reactions.
One couple is standing rather close to the stage. They are a bit older but attractive. The man stands behind his woman with his arms draped over her shoulders fondling her exposed breasts.
The other couple is off to the side. He is seated, and she is standing between his legs. They are a younger couple dressed in gothic attire. She has her arm behind her back playing with his cock as they watch.
The one single man is near the couple by the stage. His hands are in his jean pockets staring intently at Nadia. He has slate blue eyes and a handsome face which is softened by wavy, shoulder-length blonde hair. He gazes at her intently and gives her a half-smile while licking his lips in approval. She can feel the desire and tension in his body as he stands waiting for her next move. As if acknowledging his thoughts, she removes her hands from her swollen lips and reaches down into her bag for another toy.
Out of her bag comes her favorite - a curved, purple dildo. She looks at the blonde stranger and smiles as if to say, this should be you. She presses the bottom of the dildo, and it begins to vibrate in her hand. Pressing it against her clit and moving it in circles causes a low, guttural moan to escape her mouth. Her eyes do not break contact with this man as she slowly inserts the dildo into her now dripping wet pussy.
The man's hand twitches in his pocket as his cock begins to harden. This is not lost on Nadia, and she holds his gaze as she pushes the dildo further in and pulls it back out slowly. He takes a couple steps toward the stage. As she moves the dildo slowly in and out of her wet pussy, Nadia watches the man unbutton and unzip his jeans. She smiles and give him a short nod of encouragement. Seeing his excitement, further excites her as she pushes the dildo in and out more quickly.
