Hidden Desire (LunaTick and Delz)

[Delz]

The multi-colored strobe lights glimmered across the gray walls of Babydolls, one of the most popular strip clubs in Seattle. The clubs popularity, unsuprising. The dancers were beauties, clad in extremely skin tight "clothing" and greased so much that their skin reflected the lights of the club. Bingo, perfect marketing strategy. Hot girls + skimpy clothing + grease and a pole = instant cash. Selena McQueen, known at the strip club as Queenie, laced up her signature pink corset, smirking at herself in the mirror. "Gorgeous as ever sweetie," Selena cooed, kissing the mirror and leaving behind a bright red imprint of her lips. It was no suprise that a girl like Selena would be working at a strip club; she was a college kid enrolled at Seattle community college. Selena's hair was dirty blonde, with accented her green eyes perfectlly. She was perfect for her job, it was a wonder that she didn't drop out already. Selena had large breasts, D cups to be exact, and they peeked out from her corset. Her ass was round and gorgeous and attention was certainly brought to it by the pink thong she was wearing tonight.

Selena walked out onto the stage and quickly sighed. All of the poles in the middle of the stage were occupied with other dancers. She walked over to a pole in a corner of the stage. Great, I'm probably not going to get any tips tonight. Nevertheless, Selena hopped up on the pole and began a sensual routine that involved twisting and rubbing her body seductively. To entertain herself, Selena began to fantasize about the hidden toys in her dressing room. Ropes, ball gags, dildos, vibrators, etc.Anything you could name was in that dressing room, concealed in her closet which she left locked at all times. Unless, she wanted to pleasure herself of course. Selena was never really interested in men, she only took this job so she would make quick cash every night. She could barely pay her bills, let alone put any food on the table. Her job at Babydolls was the only thing keeping her from dropping out. She wasn't going to let her sexuality ruin it for her. The owner of Babydolls was extremely homophobic, and if he found out she was a lesbian, everything would be gone. So why not keep the toys at her dorm? It would certainly make things a lot easier. Well, not quite. Selena's roomate was also extremely homophobic, so she couldn't keep the toys in her dorm either. She decided just to keep the toys at Babydolls, that way she could act shocked and suprised, especially since she shared the dressing room with several other dancers. Selena longed for her vibrator, and she felt guilty about leaving it in the closet. She knew it would rather be penetrating the warm pink folds of her -- Selena stop, we have money to make here.

Selena's green eyed scanned her audience, or lack thereof. Nobody was watching her. Oh well, Selena thought. More time to fantasize.


Little did Selena know that she was about to get in control.

 

[LunaTick]

Luna had left her home about an hour ago. She kept her head down the entire cab ride, and her sunglasses on. This, of course, looked a little strange judging by the time of day, or night rather, it was. A 19 year old student, single. She was debating her sexual orientation. She had only ever been with men, but she was slowly beginning to want a woman. She figured that watching a few strippers at a local club would give her a good idea of whether she wanted to or not. But she didn't want anyone to recognize her. She had never disclosed her dark secret to anyone, sometimes she even tried to keep it out of her own mind. Luna flashed her fake ID at the door, not surprisingly, it worked. Her friend Chip was way too tech savvy for his own good. But it made him good money, so whatever worked, right? Everyone needed to find their own niche.

Luna took off her sunglasses, taking a quick glance around the bar. Nobody she recognized, thank goodness. She stripped off her black coat, revealing what was underneath. she didn't have very many outfits that could be described as "skimpy", but she had chosen one for tonight. She hardly ever went out to parties, not like the other girls in her school. When she took her coat off, she revealed a black dress cut about 2 1/2 inches below her ass. It had fake rips down the front, revealing a pink material underneath. Luna had shining baby-blue eyes and fiery red hair. She wasn't large, but she wasn't incredibly thin, either. Curvy would be the word.

She looked around the club, trying to find a girl who wasn't surrounded by expecting customers already. Then she saw her. Queenie. She stood where she was for a moment, watching the stripper intently. Her pink corset was ridiculously sexy, and Luna already felt herself grow a bit moist between her legs. She was trying to keep in mind why she was here. She wanted to get more comfortable around women sexually. She hoped this would help. Luna sauntered over to Queenie, taking a seat in front of her. She reached into her wallet, pulling out a bill. She stared at the stripper a bit longer, debating whether or not to do it. She still was ridiculously shy. But, finally, she talked herself into it.

Luna waved the bill in the air, attempting to get Queenie's attention.