Chapter 3

• Finally completed my workout, I went to take a shower, and wash my body from all of the sweat. I enjoy my workouts because I have a lot of energy. Also, I have to keep my body in good shape, let me tell you that all that hard work pays off, cause I’m thick in the right places. Especially my ass, I get those hard stares at men everywhere I go. I don’t care, they can see, but they cannot touch, shower completed its time to dry off, and get ready for work. I put my clothes on and redid my hair by putting it in a ponytail. I grab my bag and left out, I was in my car and headed to my job. I got a job working at this club called “The Big Ballers” it’s a well-known club, especially with the strippers including me being one of them. The club is about twenty minutes from my house, the club is a nice brick building, when you go inside you can see how lovely the establishment is. The walls are red, and black, with round tables that had black table cloths spread in the areas. The lights are bright, and they can light up the whole room. The stage was a big circle shape with a pole in the middle. The stage was big enough that it could hold up to at least 10 people. The bar was just like any other, with black barstool chairs lining up down the row, and we have almost every liquor that you can imagine.
• Another thing about the club is that it is a two-story building, the second floor is the v.i.p. rooms, the only way to get up there is you have to come out of your pockets a bit more. also that floor consist of doing private shows, in most cases anything goes, which includes sexual favors. When it comes to me, I don’t give in to that, and I let it be known, since me being the highest-paid stripper, they respect what I stand for. I made be a stripper, but I do have standards. One thing I like about this club is that everyone here, treats you like family, something that I have been miss having for a long time. It’s all good cause I learn to cope with it.
• “ Hey Tiffanye” I was brought out of my thought by a familiar voice, I turn around to see that it was the club manager Morocco. Morocco is a sexy African man, who stood about 6’6 dark skin, dark green eyes, and a body built like a God, with big muscles, and hard rock abs. Morocco is a good-looking man, to be in his early forties, I met him one day when I was out looking for a job. He approach me telling me how the club he manage needed new dancers. At first, I was skeptical about it, then I was like what the hell, I dance at the club.
• The next day I went to the club to audition, when I arrived I was greeted by Morocco, he directed me over to the stage. Where the dancing pole stood, in front of the stage was a table, also another empty chair. Morocco took me to the back of the dressing room, where all the outfits were at.
• “ Here are varieties of outfits, I hope that will find something you like,” Morocco said.
• “ I believe that I would do” I reply.
• “Ok then, well I and the guys will be out here waiting,” Morocco said.
• “Oh yeah, who are those two people out there?” I ask.
• “They just Rocky, and Willis, they are the bouncers at the club. They help me with the audition”.
• “Ok cool, let me find something, and I will be out in a few”
• “Ok, we will be waiting,” Morocco said leaving out the room and closing the door behind him.
• I went on each rack, and search, and that was when I found a sultry Mrs. Claus two-piece custom with a mini skirt, and a top was the short sleeve, with a zipper in front, and a hoodie attached to it. I took it off the rack, Next thing was to find shoes. I headed over to another area, where they have all shoes in a big container. I searched until I found a pair of black spiked, and buckled stiletto heel boots. They were perfect, I grab them, and begin undressing. Once I was fully dressed, took a look at myself in the vanity mirror, and saw that I was sexy as hell, I let my hair hang down, and then I reach in my purse, took out some lip gloss, and place it on my lips. I whisper to myself “ Showtime” Before I walk out, I saw a wooden panel that had hoes in it. I quickly grab it and headed to the front, When I reach the front all eyes were on mine. The two bouncers' mouth was open so wide, that I could see drool coming not to tell what he was thinking.
• “So I guess that you guys like what you see?” I ask.
• Hell yeah,” They all said in unison.
• “Ok, let’s begin,” I said heading up to the stage, approaching the dancing pole. Once I was in front of the pole, I lean against it by arching my back.
• “Are you ready Tiffanye?” Morocco asks.
• “As ready as I’m going to be,” I said with a chuckle.
• Morocco nodded, as he reach for the remote on the table, he pointed it towards the location of the radio, in seconds music appeared on the radio.,The song “ Throw some more” by Rae Summons. There I begin my dancing, with each move that I did I can tell that the men were excited, cause I can smell their arousal as it gets stronger with each movement that I make. I ended with my last move which consist of me going all the way up to the pole, from there I began extending my legs out as I pop my booty in the air. After everything was done all I had left on the black thong, black bra, and my boots.
• All three men clapped, and one of the bouncers begin to whistle, hearing that excited me, because I know I did a good job, and I’m like a pro only to be sixteen. I’m skilled with dancing on the pole, it would put most girls to shame, It seems that I amaze people with my skills.
• “You were absolutely awesome,” Morocco said.
• I reply “ If you think that was good, wait till you see my next performance which is about to start right now. Which one of you been naughty?” I pointed my finger at all three.
• “Me” both Rocky, and Willis said in unison.
• “I only need one, for my next performance, so you two have to decide,” I said looking at both of them.
• “Let’s do rock, papers, scissors” Rocky said.
• “You’re on” Willis responded.
• They did it three times, by the end, Rocky was the winner. So I told him to place his chair on the stage, where I directed him to sit. Once he did, I directed Morocco to play some music, he gave me a nod and play another song. There I gave Rocky a lap dance, and he was enjoying it a little too much, that he started grabbing my ass. Immediately I smack his hands, from there I signal for the music to stop, the music was off, and I gave Rocky an evil glare.
• “Who told you to touch my ass?” I ask.
• “No one miss, I just got caught up in the moment, I’m sorry,” He said.
• “Well sorry doesn’t cut it, what you did was a bad thing. What I do to people who do bad things is punish them, now pull down your pants, and bent over the chair now” I demanded.
• “Yes ma’am,” Rocky said with excitement as he pull his pants down and assume the position. I turn around went over to the cover to the corner of the stage, and grab the paddle, I headed back over to where Rocky stood. He was in the position where I wanted him to be.
• “Rocky, you have been a bad boy, I’m going to prank you, each time, you feel this paddle go across your ass. I want you to say I’m a bad boy.”
• “Yes, ma’am” Rocky replied.
• “You will call me mistress” I corrected him.
• “Yes, mistress” Rocky spoke.
• “Here it goes” Once I said that the punishment begin.
• “Ok Rocky, I want to hear you loud, and clear” I gave him the first hit on his ass.
• He shouted “ I’m a bad boy”
• “Louder” I commended hitting him.
• He replies by going louder, I been punishing Rocky for an hour, let's just say that he is one tough guy, that you cannot break. I finish my session with him, walking off the stage smiling. Willis and Morocco eyes were showing lust, which I know what that means. They were turned on by my dominant performance, even I was turned on myself. But more importantly, I give the best performance that I could do, when I exit the stage all three men approached me. Rocky was the first to step forward, and then he got on his knees, and bowed to me then he said “I enjoy your performance Mistress, it was incredible” than he kiss my boots. I chuckle cause I never knew that I could make a man become so whip. Seeing is truly believing, when I dance at the strip club back home men would easily fall to their knees, and tell me how much they love me, and wanted to be with me. I always thought that they were drunk, and did not know what they were saying. So I brush it off now I see that my performance is good.
• “You did an excellent job, went can you start?” Morocco asks.
• I sighted “ I can start whenever”
• “Good, before we get the ball rolling how old are you?” Morocco question.
• I reply “I’m sixteen”.