I had taken a part time job at a strip club to supplement my escort income and so...on a Monday afternoon one guy parked himself right next to the runway and took a keen interest every time I went up to dance. I'd do some pole work and walk to the other end and each time I moved to the opposite pole he'd flag me down with a few dollars to deposit in my G-string and I'd put my tits in his face while he placed his hand on my ass.
Just smiling, he didn't say much but he must have tipped me six or seven times in the three hours he sat there. Curiously, I was the only girl he seemed interested in. I had been tending to regulars so there was no big reason to approach him between dances but finally when I made my next runway trek he stopped me again and asked if I'd sit with him when I got off stage. I said sure and went to his table when I finished.
We exchanged cursory greetings and then he got right to the point. "Dinah, my name is Allen and my friend Charlie suggested I come here to see you." He moved his chair closer to me and ran his hand over my thigh. "He told me that you were the featured attraction at a private party he went to recently and thought you might be just who I was looking for. He went on and on about what a magnificent woman you were and that you handled seven guys with no problem."
Even though this was a valued referral I was a little wary of where he was going with this since there was no immediate proposal, just a vague description of my talents while his hand was perpetually stroking my thigh. Did he want a VIP dance or to arrest me for prostitution? I said little and just listened. I'd learned to be careful.
"I've been watching you for quite a while now and if you handle that space between your legs like you move on that pole then Charlie's right. Basically, I'm having a party a week from Friday night and we have a group of four couples who regularly get together for sex games. All of us are in for the fun, male or female and we've done it all. Anyway, for this party I wanted to spice it up by hiring a couple girls to role play as party sex dolls. You'd be dressed up as a doll and obviously anyone at the party could play with you anytime they wished. You'd act just like regular sex dolls. You could also be a talking doll and whatever you say would be up to you. Finally, I would leave costumes and makeup to you with a cash shopping allowance for both. I don't think I mentioned it but you would be handsomely compensated. Are you interested?
"One thing that caught my ear," I said, "was the words 'couple girls'. Then you want more than me?"
"You are surely the main girl I wanted but Charlie told me you brought in another girl towards the end of the party he went to, a blonde."
"Ya, that was Anna. She and I have been working together. So you want to hire the two of us to play dolls and we're basically sex toys for you and your guests?"
"Yes, and you need to be open to anything and everything. Dolls are to be played with and can be played with by more than one person at a time. It's kinky but if you have the right mindset you should have a great time."
"Did you come up with this idea?" I was simply curious.
"Basically, yes, but all the guys in the group have, at one time or another, played with sex dolls so we thought that living dolls would be way more fun and the girls in the group thought it would be sexy as hell. They get to play with you as well."
I was, for reasons I couldn't put my finger on, somewhat hesitant about this offer but I gave a conditional maybe but only after talking to Anna, and then I asked the usual question about duration and he answered with "the whole evening".
"But what is the 'whole evening'? There's a tremendous difference in being there for two hours as opposed to six hours."
"Let's put it this way, we will establish an amount to be paid to you and your blonde friend, Anna? that will ensure our access for the 'whole' evening. Often guests don't leave until two or three in the morning so don't be surprised if your dance card is full right up until that time. My friends have healthy sexually appetites and, the men especially, will be coming back for seconds and thirds. And, frankly," he said, stroking my thigh, "you're so incredibly gorgeous that I expect every cock and every wet pussy in the room to have a hard time staying away."
Then he brazenly slipped his fingers between my legs stopping just short of my clit. "In fact, I was wondering if you might be willing to give me a paid sample of your goods right now."
"There are obvious limitations here but would you want to take me to one of the VIP rooms?" I asked.
"Absolutely, lead the way to the room of your choice."