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Harley and Salem have already worn their matching outfits and were talking about something I couldn’t catch. Katia was also in the room but she was distant. Her eyes weren't focused. She was obviously distracted. Her outfit was the same of Harley and Salem but her hair was loose instead of in ponytail. When she reached for her lace bra strap I could catch a big hickey on her neck. I noticed her wrists were slightly bruised. She had these bruises for almost a week. I couldn’t help but trying to find some connection with her bruises and that night. The night I heard muffled voices in the hallway.
“Katia, hi! Did you hear about our plans? Tomorrow, at my place.”
She was clearly surprised by my behavior. I usually didn’t talk to her, not because I didn’t like her but because I couldn’t find a subject to talk to her about.
I needed to confirm if my suspicions were right. Hanging out with her was the best way to know about her.
“Umm…I…I don’t know. I’ll think about it,” she said and tried to smooth her already perfect skirt.
“It would be great if you could come. The rest of the girls will be there,” I said and when she nodded, I left her alone to change into my costume.
My phone pinged again while I was trying to decide what to wear in my closet.
*Dance for me tonight*
Xander…I sighed with a small smile on my face. His message gave me an idea about my outfit. I grabbed the leather bustier with matching shorts. I checked my wardrobe for a special piece…after a few seconds of searching in the closet, I took the collar and wore it around my neck.
When I was done with dressing, someone whistled beside me.
“A domme or a hot submissive?” Sage asked.
“Hmm…I
don’t know. It was supposed to look like a submissive but I think I’m good with both.”
“You look good. I’m going on stage now,” she winked and left the room.
The rest of the girls had already left the room when I got out of the closet. I quickly curled my hair and did my make up. I was ready when Sage came back into the room.
“Violet, your turn girl,” she said and I nodded while heading toward the stage.
The stage was dark while I took my position on the platform. I kneeled in the middle with my head bowed slightly. When the lights turned on I slowly lifted my head and looked to the audience. I frowned slightly when I saw Alex and Xander were in the first row of the tables. I saw a smirk on Xander’s face. There were lust and amusement in his eyes. Alex leaned forward on his seat like he was trying to get closer to me... He put his elbows on his knees and winked at me.
I lifted my hand to the metal bar and locked my handcuff onto that while slowly pulling myself up. I moved my hips slowly, almost hesitantly. After one round around the metal bar, I bent over, spread my legs to give a view to my audience. Looking over my shoulder I slapped my ass, hard. I caught a glimpse of the twins but didn’t let them distract me. Swaying my ass with the rhythm, I walked one more round around the pole.
The music turned to a crescendo and I wrapped my left leg around the pole. My moves became more aggressive, challenging.
Whenever the hard notes filled the room, I became a dominatrix and with the sensual and slow notes, I embraced my submissive persona.
I danced and danced the music stopped. The stage darkened but the applause was deafening and powerful. I drank the power in, felt it in my bones. It was the most intense show I did and it cleared my head, gave me the focus I needed
Sitting in the darkness, I thought about the Mike and his truck. I tried to wrap my mind around that information. But after a few minutes, being alone in the darkness became suffocating.
“I loved what you did on the stage tonight,” I heard Mike’s voice when I got out from the room to the hall.
“You scared me,” I giggled nervously.
“Maybe it would be better if you got use to it,” he said with dark tone.
What did that mean?
31st October Day-18
Mike lied about the accident. Why would he do that? Is he hiding something?
I’ll figure out what he’s hiding, Angel. I’ll find out if he has something to do with your absence.
I was standing under the shower, distracted and replaying the previous night over and over.
