Chapter 1: Show Girl

Present ~ the Year 2021

Victoria's POV

Tonight screams, "money, money, money."

It's all I'm thinking of and it's all I'm seeing instead of clients.

I may not like what I'm about to do, but I am doing it for me to survive.

I know some people understand me and my thoughts especially when I am in this fuck up situation.

Taking in heavy deep breaths, I stayed behind the curtains as Lancaster, our MC for tonight, made his way onto the stage.

He taps on the mic, testing it before he clears his throat for the next announcement. I held my breath while waiting for it.

"Good evening Bastards and bitches tonight-"

He didn't quite finish as the crowd hooted and hollowed at him. They threw papers and empty plastic clear foam cups at him.

Lancaster scowled at them. "Hey behave tonight or you won't get your showgirl," he warned them.

Everyone silenced. There is a long pregnant pause among the crowd. Lancaster looked at the audience as if he is waiting for another misbehaviour.

When that did not happen again. He clunks his tongue as if he is mocking them for behaving so well.

Satisfied and pleased was the expression he wore upon his handsome face as he arrogantly look at the crowd.

He then turns around and winks at me before facing the crowd once again.

"Good," he said.

"Before I was rudely interrupted and as I was saying," he continues. "Tonight is one of our special nights of so many nights," he announced in a very intimidating tone.

Everyone was on the edge of his words.

"Euphoria and Sin at your service did hear your pleas... Again... " he added.

"Therefore, we will welcome again our infamous dream girl, your one and only. The baddest. Your naughty sexy showgirl VENUS."

He proudly shouts out to the crowd before he then concludes his announcement with a loud rahh.

The crowd howled in excitement but not before they burst into laughter upon hearing Lancaster's rahhh sound.

Lancaster gave them a bow.

When he exited the stage, the crowd began to scream for the show to start.

I could hear so many profanity words, especially those naughty and dirty words being called out. I huff and adjust my clothes.

The lights dim and everything turns red.

The crowd, too, fell back to silence.

I forced a smile on my face and held onto my whip tightly as I waited for the chosen song.

The song dropped and the instrumental intro played. I can't believe I did this in so many nights and I am still nervous.

Shaking away those feelings, I swing the whip before seductively walking onto the stage.

When I heard the first two words, "fuckin' robitussin." I slowly dropped to my knees.

I crawl towards the pole accordingly to the rhythm, upon hearing the following words of the songs;

'I don't know why this shit got me lazy, right now, yeah.'

I reach the centre of the pole in time.

Perfect.

I thought and swings the whip to the crowd before retrieving it and trying my hands with it.

I spread my legs apart as a way of inviting anyone to play with me before arching my back against the pole. Then I held onto the pole with my tied hands.

I look back to see the crowd, and all I witness are the ways their eyes devour me with hunger and lust.

Exactly, the reaction I needed.

I arched my back even more and threw my head back to the pole.

Once I am comfortable with my position, I smoothly flip my body backwards.

My legs raised in the air before they wrapped around the pole. I then smoothly straightened my body in a Russian layback position.

My head gradually turned up to see the crowd. I want to see their growing reactions.

And again, their eyes filled with lust.

Shutting my eyes, I continued to climb up until I reached the top.

Then I untied my hands and swung the whip in the air twice.

I let the whip go and used my hands to slide it down.

And when I heard the chorus, I did the jade split by spreading my legs wide in the air and spinning around on top.

I feel so free and liberated from everything.

If only this feeling could stay forever, I would be forever stuck up in this pole. If only the words of the song were true that I don't know what you did.

However, I know that I am forced by my circumstances to involuntarily swing around this freaking pole.

As the song is about to end. I slowly reversed the routine to a meat hook split for another five seconds before I switched and ended the dance with a Juliet spin.

I spin like that from the top till I reach the bottom of the pole.

When I am done I breathe out and stop for a moment enjoying the surreal feeling overwhelming me. I open my eyes when that feeling dissipates.

I see everyone jumping out of their seats and giving me a standing ovation. I fake a grin and blow kisses at them.

I look to one side of the club, finding the familiar faces of men I see every night lusting over me.

I know this place is dangerous but somehow I am safe in the hands of my manager.

I drag my gaze around the place and I stop in the middle of the crowd when I see an unusual and unfamiliar man that caught my interest and attention. He sits there in the middle staring at me.

While everyone is cheering and throwing more money on stage, the sexy, hot, and sinful man just sat there with no expression on his face.

I couldn't tell whether he wants to fuck me or simply choke me to death.

I stared at him for a while, but he didn't seem to be fazed by me. He sits there with his eyes on me.

I forced another smile and looked at the crowd before collecting my whip from the ground.

I gracefully bow before looking up and coming face with him.

Still no expression.

I held my head high and smirked at him.

Oh boy, tonight will be the only night he'll throw me that attitude as I know he'll soon be under my influence. Trust me, it happens to all the first-timers in this club. I thought as I exited the stage.