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Pathways
Part 9
By Roxana Riley
Stripping can be a lot of fun. I know, I know we have all heard the
stories about girls who are forced into the business, present company
included. Or those who develop such a big drug habit that easy cash is
the only way forward. I can admit some of that is true. There is
something truly erotic about dancing for a captive audience though. The
feel of their eyes on you as you sway to the music. Every person within
30 feet glued to your movements and gyrations. I loved the tease and the
seduction when some hotshot new guy would come in with a group of friends,
full of bluster and testosterone. They would start the night showing off.
Preening like some animal about who had bagged the most pussy, or made the
most money. By 1:00 AM I would have them all to myself back in a dark
room, their cock so hard it could cut glass. They would beg for my
number, or an after dinner drink. Their cash was gone and the ATM maxed
out for the day. I had pity on those guys who were respectful and nice,
but be an asshole and I would drain you dry. I loved every minute of it.
The perverse power was intoxicating and with my new look I was a top
choice amongst the working dancers.
As I slipped down that moral slope keeping who I was in my brain was
becoming much easier. I didn't need to concentrate on it as much since it
was just natural. I had been forced to listen to some of Barbara's tapes
as I sat in the hospital and when I was recovering at home but they had
helped. I was not the same person I had started out as, but I found the
person I think I wanted to be. It no longer felt like different people
living in my head but more like parts of my personality.
Bailey was key at keeping me sane. She and I shared many of the same
shifts at work and on our off time were becoming inseparable. With our
new found popularity, we were also becoming the party duo both in and out
of the club. When you are young, there is nothing better than getting up
at 2 pm for shopping. Dinner and drinks then working to 2:00 am. Then
hitting the clubs until 6:00 am before stumbling off to breakfast and then
sleep. Wake up and start the day all over. I was more a bad influence on
her as she kept me in some nights. She even encouraged me to join a gym
to help keep my new figure.
Working and clubbing only goes so far. I was out on my own for the first
time and wanted to enjoy everything. Bailey would push me to try
something new every week. First it was painting, which I sucked at, then
a book club. I enjoyed the hiking club and loved the cooking classes.
Salsa dancing was the most fun. It was wild to be so close to our
partners in such an erotic dance. I found I loved following some handsome
man's lead as he twirled and glided me over the floor. It fed my ever
growing ego when I was pulled in close and could feel his erection tenting
out his clothes. The one guy and I were almost kicked out of the class as
things were clearly getting heated.
My body continued to adapt to the changes as well. My new surgery,
although unexpected, hid my natural condition so that I could probably
even be naked and most people would not know my initial gender. No doctor
would be fooled and there was no room for penetration. I did have a nice
set of skin folds and what looked to be a clit popping out of a slit. The
clit was just the top of my penis and the slit was the opening to whatever
fold the mad doctor had created. I found that by rubbing something up
against my trapped clit or having someone suck on my nipples it could be
more than enough to cause me to orgasm. It was not the same as my old
male masturbatory explosions but it felt better and more natural for some
reason. Pleasure would build from many different places and roll over me
in small waves that would cause my whole body to tingle.
Life was good on the surface as long as I kept my mind off of any long
term questions. For the first time since my sexual awakening I was
without a partner. Work filled the gap and let me fill those spots of me
in need of touch, desire and release. I was still horny all the time
though. I used my new found notoriety to both grow my bank account as
well as relieve my sexual frustration. I was a maneater for a few weeks
and more than one client walked out with a serious case of blue balls
after I worked over his trapped cock by rubbing and squeezing everything I
could. Even better was when they walked out with a wet spot running down
their pants. My ego screamed when that happened. I was almost begging
Scott to let me lose in a private party but knew better than to ask. I
didn't want him to know how much I wanted it right now. Bailey was
having her own blossoming as well. With the new attention she was
receiving she became more friendly and approachable. She was as addicted
as I to the attention and compliments. She was slowly transforming from a
shy quite girl to a party monster who loved to be right in the action.
I had been back on the clock for about 2 ? weeks when an opportunity came
my way. I was up on the main stage on a busy Friday night. The song was
a pounding hard rock classic but I was moving in slow sensual steps.
Dancers come in the 'fast and in your face' variety or in the 'slow and
seductive' style. I was always more comfortable in the latter. Singles
were piling up along the rail as I finished my second song. My body was
limber as I stretched my legs wide, leaned down on all fours and looked
back across my ass and back stroking my thighs. I had my usual crew of
devoted fans but near the back I caught sight of a handsome middle age man
sitting alone in a very expensive three piece suit. Clothes don't always
tell you if they have money but it can sure help. Plus he was very good
looking and kept his eyes on me the whole set.
As I picked up my money and grabbed my dress I sauntered over to his table
"Mind if I put my dress back on here? It's too crowded up by the stage"
My voice had become a breathy mezzo-soprano that tingled as I used it.
His eyes never left my face as it warmed with a smile "But of course.
David" he introduced himself as I held my hand and kissed the back. "And
you are the lovely Roxana." I smiled as I finished pulling my dress back
on. "I had heard of your beauty but the truth is just stunning" He was
laying on the charm but I was a sucker for it and loved every minute.
"May I order you a wine or perhaps some Champagne?" He asked.
David was in his late 30's or early 40's but it was clear he was in very
good shape. He had a little salt and pepper in his hair but his features
were clearly defined and he had the most kissable lips. His suit was no
knock off and you could tell he had money. Best I could see he was
struggling to keep his erection hidden. It turned me on to see him hard
just from my dance.
"I would love to David; I am entirely in your hands." I responded with
some innuendo. David ordered a nice bottle of Spanish red. The dancers
were encouraged to push the Champagne but I knew it came across as garish.
I wanted to keep David around for a while.
"Ah here is my friend Allen, coming back. I am sorry to say he was
captivated by the redhead sitting by herself at the bar and had to rescue
the young lady" Allen was also tall and had a blond crew cut that added to
his masculine charms. He looked like he could have played a professional
sport at some time and was still in shape. On his arm was Bailey,
looking to-die-for in a sequenced silver mini dress that flowed with her
figure. It was a good counter point to my shear black sheath dress with
the purple highlights.
Smiling at me Bailey, wrapped me up in her arms for a sisterly kiss.
"Nice to meet you Allen, Bailey is a doll and I am always happy to see
her" I smiled as we sat down again, taking the opportunity to move closer
to David and squeeze into his arms. The four of us poured the wine and
made small talk over the dance music.
David was quite charming and I found myself warming to his conversation.
Normally by now the standard procedure would be to try and ask the client
back for a private dance. I was enjoying myself too much to push it
though. I didn't matter as 30 minutes later Allen looked over and David
and nodded then signaled Sean, the bouncer. A quick conversation was
conducted and we found ourselves relocating back to the quiet and dark VIP
area. The VIP area had two sections; one was just the same as the floor
but offered the perception of a little more privacy and twice the price.
The other was the true VIP area that looked down onto the floor with one
way mirrors. It was completely isolated if requested. There was one
bouncer and one waitress to serve but never more than one group. David
ordered two more bottles of wine and a bottle of champagne. He then
stylishly informed the waitress she would not be needed for at least an
hour and tipped her $200. Allen made an arrangement with the bouncer who
passed the message along to Scott on his radio. After a few smiles and
some money filled handshakes he suddenly had to go off to deal with a
situation. That was our signal to let go and treat them to anything they
wanted. We would be left alone and free to do anything we wanted. There
was a panic button if needed but it was up to the girls to use it.
Bailey caught me while David was ordering the drinks and Allen was talking
to the bouncer. She grinned and handed me, what the girls called, a V and
E shot. It was a combination of Viagra and Ecstasy that was guaranteed to
make for a good time. Most think Viagra as only for men but it increased
the blood flow to all your sexual spots and left even women tingling. She
knew we were both nervous as this was our first private party. David and
I continued to talk as Bailey and Allen drifted over to watch the action
on the floor. David had a lot of natural charisma that just added to the
drugs coursing through me. I leaned in and rested my hand on his legs as
we discussed his job. Allen and he were sports agents in town to sign a
new client.
They were celebrating closing the deal and they expected to receive 10% of
a multimillion dollar contract within the next 4 weeks. I could see I was
having an effect as even with his charm and obvious polish he kept losing
track of the conversation. I kept increasing my contact with him and
rested my hand on his chest, laughing at his latest joke.
Bailey and Allen were swaying along the railing and I could see by his
hands she was enjoying herself. She tilted her head back and was kissing
him as he pressed her up against the rail. I looked into David's eyes and
could not resist leaning over and kissing him softly on the lips. He
quickly responded and drove his tongue into my mouth. I melted feeling
the heat of his lips as my hand opened his collar and I ran my fingers
down through his chest hair. I loved being with woman but a strong
forceful presence just made me melt. David reached down and pushed my
dress down so he could stroke my nipples as I continued to kiss him.
My own hands opened his shirt all the way and drifted down until I met his
belt and pants. Sliding to my knees I slid my breasts over his thighs as
I pushed open his legs. Looking up into his eyes I opened up his pants
and blew my moist hot air over his exposed cock and balls. With a grin I
grabbed the hem of his boxers and pulled them off his legs. Sliding my
new tits over his engorged cock I shuddered at the feelings running
through my own body. His cock was even better out of the boxers than it
was in. My mouth watered as I slid a long slow lick up one side and
flicked the tip. My stud ran hard along its rigid length. I could see
him shudder as my breath warmed his skin.
Looking up along the lines of his body I gazed into his half closed eyes
and swallowed him whole. My frosted pink lips leaving a ring along his
shaft as I pushed down, engulfing his girth. I loved the feeling of my
soft tongue coupled with the hard stud as it slid along his stick. The
feeling of his cock twitching in my mouth as I slid my tongue over every
ridge was a feeling I was not expecting to love, but I did. I started to
move up and down slowly, not wanting it to end too quickly. One hand
moved up to the soft skin of his rock hard stomach as the other slid down
and played with his full balls. I found I could make him twitch if I
bounced my stud over the tip of his cock. I teased him with every lick.
A moan escaped my lips as I pushed off my dress and felt my naked body rub
against him. I only had my panties, bra and stockings left. My mouth
slowly pumping up and down on the 9 inches of pleasure.
Not wanting to miss an opportunity I pulled off him and slid my body along
his hard muscles. My eyes closed as I ran the edge of my nail along the
lines of his skin. Our mouths met again as he kissed me hard, feeding me
his tongue and sliding his hands under my ass, spreading my legs. "I want
to feel you in my ass" I moaned as I rolled over. The E and V were
kicking in as everything felt so electric and my body felt flush. My
cheeks road on his lap as I slid my breath over his engorged shaft and
fished out a condom from my purse. I opened it with my teeth and glided
it down one handed as I let my hair fall across his leg. Bending deeply
so that he enjoyed my perfect body, I rubbed along his thighs. I could
feel his hands run up and down my spine.
I looked up and saw Bailey had moved Allen over into a facing chair. Her
mouth was open slightly as he pounded her pussy pretty hard. I had a
tinge of jealousy as I wanted my own. Every day it was harder not to
admit what I truly desired. I was a little scared as Allen was rough but
I could tell she was happy. Our hands lay on top of each other on a
center table as we both were lifted from behind. Instinctively I grabbed
her hands and stroked them. She looked up and smiled. I could feel David
pushing deep inside of me as I felt his hot skin run along the insides of
my ass. Staring into her eyes I did what came naturally and kissed her
hard. His cock pushing on one side and her mouth receiving on the other,
I loved it. David grabbed my hips and started to increase his pace. I
could tell he was nearing his peak and I was not far behind. My lips were
on fire as a warm glow started to spread from my rosebud and across my
stomach. My nipples and breasts were tingling like crazy and Bailey's
hand reached out to stroke them which only further drove me wild. Just
when I thought I couldn't take it any longer I felt my back arch and my
hair pulled up to meet a hard kiss from David. My whole body going jelly
soft and tingling as the orgasm ripped through and I moaned in passion.
My ass clenched down on David sending him over the edge. I could feel it
pump hard against the condom, warm gooeyness spreading over his shaft.
I collapsed into David's arms as he fell back into his chair. He nibbled
on my neck as we played voyeur watching Bailey and Allen. Bailey was
lucky as I counted 3 orgasms and it looked like Allen had a little more
staying power. I was very happy wrapped in David's arms so I had little
to complain about. He fed me some fruit that came with the Champagne and
we drank the bottle down languishing in our post climactic glow.
Bailey and I spent another two hours in the room with Allen and David. I
got my chance later with Allen by giving him a long lusty blowjob. I was
glad it was only a blowjob as his girth gave me a sore jaw. Bailey rode
David again after slipping him some of the Viagra. She told me later he
may be slightly smaller but his skill was exquisite. They finally left at
around 1:30, several thousand dollars lighter and stumbling. Bailey and I
were not in much better shape and finished the night back in the changing
room joyful. We had to pay a big part to the house but it was still a
great night both for the company and the cash. When she looked over at me
her eyes had a little twinkle but neither of us talked about the kiss.
October mellowed into November and as with all things, even crazy ones,
our lives took on normal patterns. I did a few more private shows.
Nothing as crazy or as profitable, but still I was new and popular and in
demand. Bailey was also enjoying her new status at the club. More and
more of the other girls started to open up to her and talk. Everyone
loved how she would accept anything and was a great listener. Our
apartment became a defacto hangout during the day and we hosted many a
dinner parties on our nights off. I also started taking a more serious
cooking class when Bailey had some appointment she went to every week.
Scott was out of the club more as he had some new project he was working
on. No one knew what it was but he holed up several times with Christy to
plan, and we guessed fuck, back in his office. He kept all his "records"
locked up in the office safe and the office itself was locked shut.
Christy would still walk in like she owned the place and drive everyone
nuts. I was convinced she was a speed freak and I tried to stay out of
her way but for some reason she liked me. I was always getting cornered
by her as she would pitch her latest opportunity.
"He will love you Roxana and it's an easy 2 grand just for one night. He
wants two girls and you will love this part of the business"
"We can head to Dubai and make like 30 grand in the month. They will love
your little blond body and I can manage you to make sure you are in the
right clubs."
"Hear me out, it's a hedonism weekend and all expenses are paid to the
Caribbean. They want girls and I showed them your picture. They can't
wait to meet you and it will be a blast. You can even bring your friend
Bailey and we can all head down"
I was able to avoid it all by reminding her I was under contract to Scott.
She would smile and say that was no problem as Scott and she had an
understanding. It would end the conversation luckily. It was clear she
thought she had more power than she really did.
The other big development was we hired a new bouncer, Nickolas or Nick as
he liked to be called. He stood around 6'2" and was built like a small
tank like most of the bouncers. He had these piercing blue eyes that you
could get lost in. His brown hair always looked like it needed to be
combed and you just wanted to run your fingers through it. He looked good
in the standard bouncer suits and he had an easy personality. The only
problem was that I knew him; well I should say Riley knew him. He was the
older brother of one of my best friends. At first I was petrified to be
near him. After a few days though, it was clear he had no idea who I was
and didn't see anything but the figure and face. I guess if I stopped to
think about it I had changed so much in the last few months that I don't
think anyone from my former life would recognize me. With the hormones
pumping though my body they were doing their slow and steady job of
erasing Riley and building Roxana. The nose job, breast implants and
testicle removal just sped it along.
He was genially fun to be around and near our own age. He was hard to
avoid as Bailey and I quickly established a friendship with him. He was
near the top of our list when we wanted to go out to an after party. Even
though he could drink up a lake he always made sure we got home safe and
sound. I asked him one night what he was doing working in the club and he
opened up and admitted that the family was broke so he had to drop out of
college. He was working this job to help save up for his little brother
to go next year. That was so sweet I gave him a kiss, telling him he was
one of the last of the "Nice guys". If I wasn't careful he was going to
be trouble for me.
Veronica and I even tried to become friends. I knew any relationship was
over but I truly cared about her and missed what we had. Bailey kept
encouraging me to reach out but it was still very hard for her. We did
get her out to dinner one night and she admitted she was seeing someone to
help her through her issues. Bailey chimed in that it was important to do
that and she understood what she was going through. The whole night felt
awkward though. As we were getting our coats I saw Bailey and Veronica
passing phone numbers with a mumbled "call me if you need to" message. I
wanted to throw myself into her arms but I knew that it was the wrong
thing. We were over and I had to move on.
Even when you have a crazy life it can become very normal and regular. I
was enjoying myself and each day I felt more and more like the person I
wanted to be. I should have known better and been prepared for what was
to come.
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