Game Master (Skeleton Key) by Scarlett Dawn & Skeleton Key

Author:Scarlett Dawn & Skeleton Key [Dawn, Scarlett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-06-17T18:30:00+00:00

Glancing past the black curtain—music vibrating up my red stilettos from the nearby musicians—I stared out at the audience. I was nervous as hell as my gaze darted to the golden pole in the middle of the stage. I pulled at the black, short skirt I was wearing and made sure all the buttons on my white shirt were firmly in place.

The woman next to me, Angel, was fluffing her huge blonde hair and adjusting her half-face mask. I did the same to mine and ran my hands over the black wig I had in place. It was still pinned carefully—chin length with precisely cut bangs.

I shook my hands out.

Angel smiled. “I know this is your first night, but you’ll be fine. Your sweet little body will collect plenty of money.” She winked at me. “But don’t trip. The shoes are the worst to get used to.”

I played my part and nodded. “Thanks. That’s good to know.” This was part of the Game. At least, the nighttime version of it.

I tried to steady my nerves and closed my eyes, remembering all of the women I had seen dancing in movies. I’d practiced last night in front of the mirror, but they had pretty much thrown me in with this supposed job already in place. When the Chief stated before how this challenge would be more for ‘show,’ he wasn’t kidding.

I knew the General was in the audience tonight.

I breathed deeply and shook out my arms.

The song was halfway through, and it was almost our turn to go onstage. I rolled my neck, and then my hips, getting ready.

Angel noticed and nodded.

I winked and fell more into this role.

I could be a naughty vixen.

My palms stopped sweating.

My eyes changed to a woman who knows what a man wants and exactly how to give it.

Angel laughed. “Oh, yeah. You’ll do just fine, sugar. Whatever you’re thinking of, keep it up. You may even come out of this with more money than I make tonight.” She bent over and adjusted her pert Double Ds.

I just chuckled. Yeah, right.

The musicians finished their last note of the sensual song, and the women on stage picked up any stray bills and sauntered off the stage.

Angel slapped me on the ass when the intro to our song whispered in the air. “That’s us, sugar. Let’s go.”

I closed my eyes for only a moment.

Angel helped me at first when I got under the heat of the candlelights onstage. I almost lost my nerve then but bucked up, careful not to light myself on fire. She and I played off each other. I was lucky the joint wasn’t full nude. Angel and I finished undressing each other, which I did mine beautifully from under her when she crawled across the stage.

Being onstage in nothing but a short bustier, G-string, and stilettos took fucking guts.

I stayed in my role of a naughty girl even when I bent over—ass in the air—at the end of the platform so men could put cash bills in my undies.

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