“I can’t believe I have to find a new place to live!” Katie said “Well, they know your name now.” The voice replied, “it’s not safe to stay here.”
Katie picked up the classified section she had been looking for a job in just yesterday and began to read. “I still haven’t got any money or any place to work.” She said.
After a while she threw the paper to the table, depressed. “There's no jobs I can do in there!” In she said “And without any income I certainly can’t get a new apartment!”
Just then she noticed an add on the back page of the paper, “PRIVATE DANCERS WANTED.” it said “ AT THE BLACK PALACE NIGHTCLUB.!” “Hmmm.” Katie said, picking the paper up again “This could be the answer, maybe all those dance classes will finally pay off!”
Katie vaguely remembered hearing about the Black Palace before, it was a very seedy place, made the club she’d worked at previously seem like a kindergarten class, but she was confidant that with her new power she could easily handle any situation that might arise.
She glanced out the window and noticed the sun was setting. “I’d better get ready!” She said, standing and racing to the bathroom.
She showered as fast as she could and toweled off in a hurry. Then raced to her bedroom to dress.
She started out by putting her hair up in ponytails, guys always seemed to like that, then put on the glossiest lipstick she had and some eye shadow. She really never needed more makeup than that, due to her naturally gorgeous features. After that, she pulled on a pair of pink lace panties and thought long and hard before finally slipping on a matching bra, her tits were naturally firm enough that she didn’t really need it, but guys always loved to watch her take it off. That done, she sat and slid a silky pair of thigh high stockings with lace garters up over her perfect legs. The final step was a form fitting, almost see through pink dress that came down to her mid thigh and a pair of high heeled platform shoes, pink of course.
She smiled at herself in the mirror before heading out the door.
* * * * *
Somewhere far away, the dark creature sat alone and angry. “Blast that fool Frank!” He said to himself. “It will take me years to have an opportunity to gather that much energy again! The woman responsible must die, and I know just the man to do it...”
* * * * *
When Katie’s cab pulled up to the large concrete, windowless building that was the Black Palace there was already a long line. She sighed and got into her place, behind a few dozen people.
The line seemed to pass rather quickly as person after person was turned away by the two rough looking bouncers that manned the door.
Katie turned around to see how many people had gathered behind her... and found herself breathless. The man who stood directly behind her, only inches away was easily the best looking guy she’d ever seen. Even through his designer suit she could see his rippling muscles, he was quite a good bit taller than Katie (even though she wore the highest heels she owned) and her gaze fell directly on his powerful chest. Slowly, she looked up and up, he must have been more than six and a half feet tall. Finally her eyes fell upon his handsome face and he gave her a “hey there.” type smile. She could only stare and try her best to return the smile.
“Miss.” She heard from behind her after a moment “Miss, Yo what's up? You want in?” Katie turned to discover that they were talking to her. “Oh, yes” she said “I’m here about the dancing job.” The men sized Katie up and told her that the people looking for private dancers were at the back booth. She thanked them and headed in, looking back once to see the tall man talking to the bouncers.
The club was crowded and noisy, with dozens of attractive women walking around in various states of undress, some of them completely nude. Katie had never performed completely without clothes before, only topless. It had never even donned on her that she’d probably be expected to at this place. The thought only troubled her slightly.
She made her way to the booth farthest to the back of the room, as she had been told, and found a group of five men dressed in dark suits and looking suspiciously about. She approached them and sat down on the edge of the table, crossing her legs as seductively as she could, letting her skirt hike itself up over her garters in the process “I heard you boys are looking for dancers.” She said in her sluttiest voice. Suddenly all the men fell absolutely silent and stared, some at her ample breasts, some at her perfect, crossed legs, all at some part of her however.
At last, an especially fat man spoke “Yes” he began “We’ll pay a lovely girl such as yourself $500 for the night.” Katie had never made money like that dancing before, without thinking it over she readily accepted.
She began by walking around the table, stopping in front of each man to wiggle her ass or shake her tits in his face. Once they had all gotten a good look, she stepped up onto the table and struck a sexy pose, spreading her legs to let her new employers look up and see her panties. She stood like this for a moment, building the anticipation, then began to move her body to the loud music that permeated the club.
Her dance was rhythmic, exotic, and most of all sexual, the men stared transfixed and those at nearby tables had begun to take notice as well. Katie closed her eyes, lost in the music. Any time she neared the table edge she could feel hands caressing her legs, sliding up her thighs towards the treasure above, she would always step away just before they got there, teasing them.
It was not long before she pulled her dress up over her head and stood there in bra and panties, giving them another moment to admire her before continuing the erotic dance. She squatted, shaking her ass in their faces and felt at least three pairs of hands run over the back of her panties, cupping the cheeks and attempting to journey between her thighs. Again, she pulled away without giving them access, smiling at the lust she inspired.
Finally, she decided to open her eyes and look at the men. For a second time that night she was breathless, for not two tables away sat the tall man from the line, staring at her. She hurried to catch her breath and continue the dance, not wanting to disappoint her employers, but not before giving a big sexy smile and a wink to the man.
From then on, she could feel his eyes on her and she smiled privately, dancing even sexier for him. She swayed erotically to the music, running her hands over her breasts and puling the straps of her bra down off her shoulder, revealing more and more soft skin then stopping and replacing the skimpy garment. Her hands slid slowly down the sides of her body, catching the top of her panties and pulling them down inch by inch, exposing the very top of her well trimmed bush before pulling them back up.
