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The training of a Sub.-(nightstalker73au & charmed)

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Taylor Smith, or "Lucky", as she was known by at the strip club where she worked, finished putting on her "costume" for her next stage performance which started in exactly 5 minutes.

Tonight she dressed as a "naughty" school girl with a short plaid skirt that barely covered her ass, a white, see through button up top- tied in a knot just below her firm, size D breasts that exposed her flat, tanned stomach and white, silky knee high hose with black 4 inch high heels. This act was a crowd favorite and always earned her big money.

With a quick, final glance in the floor length mirror of her dressing room, she adjusted the ribbon that she used to tie her long blond hair up into a pony tail and then walked out into the hallway where she would wait for the announcer to call her name. Despite the fact that she had been stripping for a living for the past year, she still got nervous before each performance. Yet as soon as she got onstage, under the bright, white hot spotlights with the music pulsing through her veins, all nervousness disappeared.

Finally, the lights dimmed and the crowd went wild in anticipation as the DJ spoke into the microphone, " Alright guys...it's time for school!! And here is our hottest, naughtiest student on center stage..... Give it up for Lucky!!"
 
Mike as he was known to some had been visiting this one club for a few years now, engrossed with not just the girls that worked there but also the atmosphere. He was a solidly built man, middle aged and had a harem of girls already that did a lot of work for him. To the normal person he seemed greedy but he was a dom and having recently sent his latest prodigy away his eyes had been attracted to one of the dancers. All of the girls there wanted to be close to him but he only wanted one as he sttubbed out his cigar as the music changed.
 
Forty five minutes later, Taylor went back into her dressing room to get dressed again. This time in a short, barely there, skin tight black dress. Her performance went better than expected and she was still pumped up from the energy of the crowd- now it was time to go out and mingle with them.

After shoving the handfuls of cash into a safe hidden in the wall, she grabbed a bottle of water and headed for the bar area of the club. As she neared the end of the hallway that lead to the bar, Sheila, or "Sugar", walked by on her way to the back. "Hey Tay! Great show! And guess who showed up, again, just in time to see it?" Taylor knew her friend referred to the gorgeous man, who had been a regular for her shows lately, and had every single dancer here lusting after him. " Oh Sheila! He comes to see all the girls dance, not just me!" " Uh-huh....sure he does.." Shelia replied in a sing songy voice before winking at her then continued on her way down the hall.

Taylor just smiled and shook her head as she entered the loud cocktail area where men were sitting around at various tables talking and hitting on the waitresses and dancers who were also done dancing for the night. She took a swig of her water and approached the long glass topped bar. As she waited for Sammy, the bartender, to get around to her she glanced to her left and met the sexy gaze of the "mystery man" himself. Well, well, well, she thought to herself as her red lips curved into a smile, speak of the devil!
 
Mike was captivated by her performance just like every other night and yes fixated only for her. The other dancers could see it but obviously she could not, wanting to play hard to get was definitely a game he could play too. Ordering another scotch after the show and taking a few quick sips of the liquid, feeling it eradicating the parched throat that had occurred from her show his eyes met hers. Gleaming now he flashed her a grin and even winked as he moved from the bar, giving a nod to the bartender before casually walking past several tables to take one at his usual. It was very secluded and the nod to the bartender told him her drink was on his tab.
 
" Hey beautiful- the usual?" the bartender asked her with a wink and a smile. Taylor smiled back and nodded as she watched the man move away to a table set in a darkened corner near the stage. Damn, the man was gorgeous she thought as she accepted her Grey Goose on the rocks from Sammy. "Thanks Sammy" she said as she turned her attention away from the stranger, "what do I owe you?" " Nothin'" he replied with a sly grin. She looked at him with a questioning look to which he replied by nodding his blonde head in the man's direction. "The gentleman put it on his tab" " Well, I guess I had better go thank him then.." she turned back and found him easily across the room and headed over to his table.

"Hey doll..." Halfway there she was suddenly stopped by a man who grabbed her by the arm, hard, and pulled her into his lap. " Where are you off to baby?" the man, who had obviously had too much to drink, breathed heavily into her ear. She tried to jerk her arm away but his grip was too tight as she struggled to get up and away from him. " Let me go....now!" she said in a firm and slightly panicked voice, which he completely ignored.....
 
Mike's eyes watched her at the bar, exchanging several smiles with him before moving from it towards him. His eyes had been caught out by something else briefly, looking back he watched the man at the table hold her against her will. Noticing the bartender and two security moving towards them he stood and took the black baton from his pocket, flicking it out full length he waved them back. Approaching quickly with long strides he brought the baton down hard and fast across the man's head, his grip loosening on her enough for her to escape. Ushering her towards his table he stood his ground and spoke to the man.

"You should really leave now and stay away from the girls, Is that understood"
 
It was very rare that any of the clubs customers got out of control, especially with the huge, well trained bouncers on duty and Taylor, in her panic, wondered where the hell they were already. Yet, when help did arrive, just seconds later, it wasn't from one of the bouncers.

In a flash of blurred motion, something black and hard slammed into her assailants head, forcing his hold on her to loosen. Oh my God! It's him! she thought right before he motioned her over to his table. As she took refuge in a chair behind the table, she watched as he said
"You should really leave now and stay away from the girls, Is that understood"
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he spoke in a calm yet clearly lethal tone of voice that anyone in their right mind would never dream of disobeying. The two bouncers then proceeded to escort the man to the rear exit of the club where they no doubt tossed him out on his drunk ass.

" Uh...thank you..for saving me..." she said as he walked back and joined her at the table. "I'm Taylor" she continued as she stuck out a trembling hand to him.
 
Mike watched the bouncer's take the man out the back, his eyes meeting the bartender and ordering two more drinks for them both. His feet carried his body back towards the table, taking her shaking hand and giving it a firm but gentle squeeze as eyes locked with hers. Taking a seat but still holding her hand he spoke.

"Hi Taylor, you can call me Mike"
 
"Hi Taylor, you can call me Mike"
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"It's nice to meet you, Mike" she said as her blue eyes gazed into his. " and, thanks...again for your help." She couldn't help the way her voice shook in surprise at the spark of sexual attraction she felt, almost instantly, when their hands touched. She cleared her throat in a sudden attempt to steady it before she spoke again, " I was just on my way over to thank you for the drink when I was...uh, interrupted." she glanced at the exit door as if to reassure herself that the man was truly gone.
 
Mike heard the clearing of her throat and listened intently to her words. His eyes not leaving hers until she looked towards the exit door. Grinning widely he knew that the rude obnoxious individual had been well and truly taken care of. Taking his drink from the bartender and imbibing some of it, he felt the liquid hit the back of his throat before speaking.

"Taylor do sit down, he will harm you no more, that is a guarantee you will have"
 
"Taylor do sit down, he will harm you no more, that is a guarantee you will have"
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" Sorry, guess I'm just a little jumpy still." she smiled as she sat in the chair across from him and took a big sip of her drink. It wasn't until she was already sitting and almost finished with her drink that she realized how he had just practically ordered her around...and that she had obeyed him immediately, without a second thought.
 
Mike heard her words, his eyes watched her sit down and imbibe her drink. His own drink was almost finished too as he lightly rested the club across his knees. Having noticed that any words he spoke she was fully complying with, maybe his task was not going to be that difficult after all.

"That is understandable, you are a very talented dancer. I would like to offer something to you"
 
"That is understandable, you are a very talented dancer. I would like to offer something to you"
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The timbre of his voice was deep and sexy as he looked at her with an intensity that sent chills skating down her spine. She held his gaze as she replied " Thank you, Mike...." she downed the rest of her drink and licked her plump red lips before continuing, " So, what's your offer?" she raised a blonde brow in curiousity....
 
Mike heard her words and smiled back into her eyes, his fingers moving into the pocket of his jacket to take out the small business card with address on the back. Placing it on the table in front of her he spoke.

"Taylor i would like you to meet me at my house, tomorrow night at 8pm. Dress sharp too"
 
"Taylor i would like you to meet me at my house, tomorrow night at 8pm. Dress sharp too"
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She was somewhat surprised by his "offer" and the look on her face, as she studied the elegant card and the address that was located in a very affluent part of town, she was sure showed it. " Are you asking me out on a date, Mike?"
 
Mike noticed the surprise written all over her face, her words made him grin, eyes gleaming back into hers.

"Taylor call it an interview if you will, 8pm tomorrow night and do not be late. Is that understood?"
 
"Taylor call it an interview if you will, 8pm tomorrow night and do not be late. Is that understood?"
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She was clearly taken aback at the way he ordered her instead of asking her....and an interview? What the hell for? She had had many requests from men in the time she'd worked here, from a quickie in the restrooms to marriage proposals. Yet, none had ever ordered her to do anything and she was just about to tell him where he could shove his demands when Holly, the one dancer in the whole damn club who she couldn't stand, and who didn't like her either, strolled up and rubbed her scantily clad, surgically enhanced body against Mike like a cat in heat. " Hey there sexy..." she practically purred while giving Taylor a bitchy smirk.

That bitch! Taylor didn't think. She simply reacted by saying, " Sure, Mike...I'll see you at 8"
 
Mike did not really care for the antics of some females as was evidenced by his declaration that there was only one female present. Ignoring the other dancer he smiled into her eyes and stood up from the table pushing the other dancer away. His hand lightly brushed down her back as he moved behind her, paused his words spoken sternly before leaving for the exit.

"Taylor remember to keep it sharp too"
 
7:15 p.m. the next night:
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"Taylor remember to keep it sharp too"
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Mike's parting words to her before he left the club last night played through her mind the following night as she checked herself out in her mirror one final time before she left her apartment. She was dressed in a conservative, for her atleast, sleeveless black cocktail dress that fell to just above her knees. It had a plunging neckline that showed just a hint of cleavage-very classy. She wore her long blond hair up in a loose knot but left a few strands free to curl slightly against her neck. Finally, after she slipped on her strappy black heels and grabbed her purse, she was ready to go.
 
All through the next day Mike kept glancing at the clock and phone, half expecting her to call and change her mind. If that had happened he would not sweat it but try to find someone else. Who could fit the bill as easy as her was anyone's guess which is why he needed her. Yes her was what he needed as he paced the carpeted hallway, his eyes glancing at the clock to notice the time. Not long now to see if she would really show or not.
 
At 7:55 p.m. Taylor pulled her red Porsche Boxter into the driveway of the uptown address Mike had given her. She was impressed by the size and beauty of the house and suddenly felt a bit nervous as she walked up the stone path that led to the front door. He had been so vague about his "offer" and/or plans for the evening and so she wasn't quite sure what to expect. But, never one to shy away from an adventure, she took a deep breath and rang the doorbell......
 
Mike was dressed in black denim jeans, a white shirt the top button undone showing a hint of chest hair. His blue eyes glanced at the clock as he heard the doorbell. With a hint of a grin showing on his face he strode from his large leather chair in the lounge area towards the corridor and down it. Stopping just in front of the door he pulled it open and spoke.

"Taylor punctual and dressed as you should be, please do come in"
 
"Taylor punctual and dressed as you should be, please do come in"
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She was pleased to find him just as handsome, if not more so, than he looked last night at the club as she walked inside.

From what she could see so far, the inside of his home was just as impressive as the outside, "You have a beautiful home, Mike" she told him as he closed and locked the door behind her.
 
Mike heard her words as he placed the small bolt on the door. His eyes had fully taken in her appearance now as he strode back down the carpeted hallway with one full length mirror right near the lounge. Entering the lounge area and crossing to the small bar he spoke.

"Taylor a drink perhaps then we talk business"
 
A slight frown marred her face at his curt tone as he turned his back to her at the small, well stocked bar. "Uh..o.k., sure" she said as she set her purse down on the bar, "I'll just have whatever you're having"
 
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