0 comments/ 43124 views/ 31 favorites Stripper: The Audition By: neruda This is based on a series of stories told to me by a girl that used to strip. Basically this is her story as well as things she heard from other girls. I may turn this into a series. ***** Mary parked her car and looked at the run down old building with more than a little amount of trepidation. This was definitely not her first choice, but life has a tendency to throw you a curve ball from time to time and she knew that this is what it was going to take to get what she wanted. Her life was a pretty good one, or at least until about a year ago it was. She was a star track and field runner in high school and it looked like her whole life was opened up in front of her and there were no storms to be seen on the horizon. She set two high school records in Ohio for long jump and cross country and her parents leveraged it into a nice scholarship for her out of state. They were farmers, going back six generations and college was out of their budget. In truth, she was the first person in the family to ever have an opportunity to go, and she was determined to leave the farm behind. It wasn't a bad life, in fact, many people would be envious of the life she lived. The farm, old and spartan though it was, was always clean and safe and there was always food on the table. Unexpected medical expenses were never welcome, but she always got to see the town doctor when she needed to. She was an only child, but she had cousins that acted like over protective older brothers to her and everyone in town knew to treat her with kid gloves. She had a decent boyfriend that was the home coming king in Chagrin Falls, but was nothing special in the real world. His name was Donnie and she dumped him when she left for college in Texas. She, herself had always been really popular. In fact she wasn't the most popular girl in high school that had been Christy Thompson, she had been the second most popular, missing the Home Coming queen slot by just a few votes. To this day Mary was convinced that the reason Christy won homecoming was because she had blown half the student population and some of the teachers to get it. There was even a rumor that she had slept with Mrs. Cane. A woman! Mary could have never done that herself. Instead she relied on what she thought was enough, good grades, good looks and a great attitude!! Of course now she knew that attitude didn't count for shit, and these days her grades counted for less and less, but damned if her looks weren't still helping her out. Chagrin Falls, for the most part, had not been a town of good looking people. Sure, some of the younger folks were still attractive, but it was a blue collar town. Men worked hard their whole lives and women bore lots of children. But Mary was different. It fact, she looked so much different than either of her parents that growing up there were a lot of jokes about the mailman that she didn't understand until she was older. Mary's mother was a short, plump, dark complected woman with greying hair and black eyes. Her father was the same, short, plump and dark complected. But Mary was a sight to see! She had a very light completion, what people generally refer to as peaches and cream, cute little freckles, red hair and green eyes. Even though she wasn't much taller than either of her parents, her real attribute was her body. She had the classic hourglass shape that men seemed to find so enticing, but with breasts that almost seemed out of proportion to her other features. Oh yes, men noticed her. They had been noticing her since she was about 13 years old and once she came into her full woman hood, they really started to pay attention. At 20 she was not a virgin, but even so she had been very selective with the men she had slept with. Of course the first was the home coming king. He was sweet about it. Nervous and awkward and mostly it was just an experience that she just had to bear until it was over. But to his credit he got better at it over time and so did she. Eventually it became fun, but never exciting or earth shattering with him. That came later when she met an older boy on campus. He was intelligent and rich and had traveled all over the world. (Really it was just to Europe, but at the time it sounded like all over the world) He was a lot more experienced than she was and taught her a lot about her own sexuality. He had her first orgasm with him, or at least the first one she didn't bring about herself. But he grew tired of her after a semester and a half and started dating another freshman. Then she had her accident. She was running in a sprint at a meet and she tripped. Honestly it should have been nothing, but she tore up her ankle on the way down. Her mother came out to help with her recovery and after a year it was obvious that she was not going to be a track star any more. In fact, she could barely compete. When her coach realized that it was over, she lost her scholarship. Her parents had enough money saved to let her stay in college for another full semester after. She maxed out her student loans and her parent's credit. After all was said and done, she had one more year, two semesters that she would have to pay for on her own. First she took a job at a clothing store in the mall to earn money to stay. She quickly realized that she was not earning enough to make it work. It was just over minimum wage and it was barely enough for room and board, let alone tuition. After two months of that one of her friends suggested that she waitress at one of the local redneck bars. It was more money for sure, and that was welcome, but it was rough working there. She was pretty and all of the cowboys that came in felt it was their duty to hit on her. She got a lot of slaps on the ass and cat calls, but she also got a lot of tips. This made the other waitresses start to resent her. There was no doubt that she was the most attractive one there, she was new and within a week every one of them had made it clear she was unwelcome. They complained to management about every little thing they could about her, they would bump into her and knock over her tray or drinks. That came out of her pocket. They tripped her in the isles and when the subtle tactics didn't work, someone broke into her locker one night and smeared dog shit on her clothes. (At least she hoped it was dog shit.) After a month of putting up with this, she was feeling about as low as she had ever felt in her life and she ran into one of her old professors. He was her archaeology professor from two years ago and very handsome, and he was filled with dashing stories about digs in different parts of the world and having to evade local treasure hunters. It was all very exciting. A lot of the other girls called him Indiana Jones. She served him his drink and he recognized her and said a few nice things. A few minutes later she was in the back counting her tips for the night and realized that she had either lost or had stolen $70. Of course she was convinced that it was stolen. She ran out the back door in tears and ready to quite on the spot and found her old professor getting into his car in the back lot. He immediately saw she was in distress and offered her a shoulder and an ear and gave her a little encouragement. And of course it was later that night she found herself in his bed. Probably the biggest mistake she had ever made. "Indiana" was manipulative, sexually abusive and got her hooked on pain killers for her ankle. Well at first it was her ankle, but then it was just to get through the day. Eventually she worked up the courage to leave him and then she was faced with the same problem as before. She had just over three months to earn enough money to pay for room and board, and half her tuition for her second to last semester. With her very limited choices and time running out, she knew that there was only one opportunity left for her that would keep her from having to go back to the farm. Only one chance for her to earn enough money in time for the bills to come due, and at this point she was ready to do anything... ANYTHING to keep from going back to Ohio. Which is why she had just pulled up to Players Gentleman's Club and Lounge on the morning they were conducting auditions for new girls. Before getting out of the car she steeled herself for what was to come. "Okay, girl", she said to herself. "It's either this or its going back to Ohio and marrying Donny. And if you do that, you know what the rest of your life is going to look like. So do whatever it takes. Whatever it takes." Mary got out of her 15 year old Honda Accord and locked the door. Players was an old building that looked like it had been through a hard life. Originally built as two double wide trailers put together, it had a large wooden porch built around the front of it and decorated to look like a country cabin. But only on the front. As soon as you got around the side it was all falling down siding and mildew. The steps looked a little rickety, so she walked up the wheelchair ramp and knocked on the front door. There were other cars in the lot, even thought it was only 10:30 in the morning, but no one answered. Trying the handle she saw that it was unlocked and walked in to a dark room that had her blinded from the Texas sun. "Here for the audition", a grating voice fired at her. She turned until she could make out the figure that said it through sun spots in her eyes. It was a middle aged woman in a too short skirt and too much makeup. She had a firm, dancer's body but was too old to look good in the getup she was in. "Ah, Yeah." She said. "Is this the right place?" "Sure is, sweetie. Everyone calls me mama. I'm the house mother around here. Let me get a look at you." She came up and turned Mary around a few times and got the view from all sides. "Holy shit sweetie, if you play your cards right you are going to make a fortune." "Really?" Mary asked. "Oh my god yes. The old men in this place are going to go nuts over you. Better make sure you have plenty of mints in your purse to get the taste of cum out of your mouth." With that Mama launched into raunchy laughter and not knowing if she was serious or not, Mary laughed a bit too, but not nearly as comfortably. "So... does that mean I have the job?" She asked. "No baby, you still have to dance for the boss. Go wait by the stage with the other girls." She pointed to the other room, past the bar and the front counter. Her eyes were starting to adjust to the lightning in here and she could see that the place was decorated well, but everything looked like it suffered from a combination of neglect, rough use and age. Past the front desk was a set of double doors that allowed the staff to keep people from seeing any of the dancers once they got in the door, but before they paid the cover. When she walked through the doors there was a man waiting on the other side. He was tall and fat and had a greasy look about him, despite his relatively young age. He looked big and stupid and her first thought was that he was the bouncer. "ID", he said. "What?" "ID. You can't dance without ID." He waited a moment for her to catch on and then said "You have to show me your ID if you want to audition." "Oh," she said, fumbling around with her purse, finally getting the picture. "Yeah, we get a lot of cunts from that college down there trying to dance here under age. Make a lot of money dancing here. Personally, I'd let the little bitches dance their hearts out, but the state won't let us. If you want to dance the pole, eighteen's the goal." He looked at her ID and saw that she was 20. He looked her up and down and said "Course, I'd let you dance my pole any time you wanted to." With that he gave his own raunchy laugh. She was beginning to wonder what she had gotten into. "So what songs are you dancing to?" "What?" "Fuck me you must have a really high IQ. WHAT? SONGS? DO? YOU? WANT? TO? DANCE? TO?" He said in the most insulting tone he could muster. "Uh, I don't know. I hadn't thought about it. I don't know what to pick" With that he seemed to take a little bit of pity on her. He let some of the bravado go and talked in a quitter, more gentle tone. "Okay, look" He said. "There's about five other girls here. Each of them is going to be asked to dance to two songs. One of them you dance with your clothes on, the next you dance topless. So you need two songs for that. Don't worry, they won't make you dance the whole song. Usually just about a minute or two for the audition. Once everyone's danced they are going to dismiss the girls that didn't make the cut and have the girls that made it come up for their third dance. So that's where your third song comes in. For that one you will dance naked and usually the whole song. At that point the main thing they are looking for is just if you can do it. Okay?" "Oh, I didn't know this would be completely naked. Like naked naked?" "Of course!" He said. "This is an all nude bar. You get a lot more tips in a place like this, but... Well you have to put up with more. You know like dancing naked and if you're not careful the guys may try to get away with more." She knew what he meant there. The guys at the cowboy bar always tried to slap her on the ass or cop a feel when they didn't think she was on guard. She knew how to deal with that. And really, how much different was all nude from topless? Really it wasn't. If she could do one, she could do the other. "So what three songs?" She gave him her three songs. At first she tried to think of the three best songs she could think of, the ones that would really impress the boss, then she realized it didn't matter. She just thought of three that she liked and smiled at him. "Don't worry." He said. "You're a lot prettier than these other girls. You'll get the job as long as you do what you're told. That's the key, you got to do what you told." Then he pointed to a row of chairs where some other women were sitting. First off, there is no way that Mary would have described these women as girls. The youngest was older than her by at least ten years. They were all rough looking, like life had been really hard for them. There were five in total and they ranged in size, age and ethnic background. It was obvious that most of them had gotten here a lot earlier than her. As soon as they saw her, she noticed the spark of jealousy in their eyes. It wasn't just the bouncer that knew she was prettier than the others. She tried saying hello but they all just went back to glaring at the stage with a thousand yard stare, waiting for their turn to audition. "Okay, okay,okay everybody, are we ready to begin?" A male voice said from outside the room. She turned in time to see him walk in. He was about six feet tall and well built. He had blond hair and was wearing a white t-shirt under a black blazer. She had seen this look a lot since she had been in Texas and she thought of it as the Aging Playboy. It was only one step away from him wearing a Hugh Hefner smoking jacket. With him was a younger black man with headphones around his neck and Mama. "Jack, do you mind taking the booth." He said. He phrased it like a question, but it was more a command. "I'm Will. You can call me William but never Willy or Bill. That just pisses me off." He took a long sip of a Starbucks coffee. "This is Mama, she's the house mother. For those of you that don't know she cooks and helps with the cleaning and scheduling. I would get on her good side right away. She can make you or break you in this place. Piss her off and she will have you working Wednesday morning shifts and sucking trucker cock until its coming out your ears. You tip her every shift before you dance or you don't dance." Everyone laughed a bit nervously. "The guy with the headphones is Jack. He's our primary DJ. He plays your songs and announces you on stage. He builds you up and gets the customers excited about seeing you. You don't have to tip him if you don't want to, but if you do he will give you more of a buildup and you will make more money in the end." More coffee while he looked over the girls. "Now before we get started, there seems to be one order of business we need to attend to. Lurlene is that you over there?" Mary looked down the row of dancers and saw a woman with bleached blond hair with arms folded and legs crossed kicking her foot in a very impatient manner. She had the look that goes with someone just past their prime that has developed a recent drug problem. "Lurlene, I would love to have you back, I really would. But you've been banned. I need you to get your things and leave right now." The woman that looked impatient suddenly burst from her chair and started screaming "Will you giant piece of shit, what the fuck do you expect me to do? I can't get a job anywhere else and I need this, I fucking need this! You're a fucking ass hole! What's it going to take? You want me to suck your cock again? Is that what it takes?" "Jerry" Will said in a very composed way and motioned the bouncer over. The large man, faster than Mary thought he could move, hurried up and grabbed Lurlene by the upper arm, she immediately pulled away and he bent over and grabbed her with his arms around her waist, lifting her off the ground by a foot when he straightened. She flailed and yelled and by this point whatever she was trying to say was completely unintelligible. Jerry carried her outside and Will continued with his speech like nothing had happened. No one seemed ruffled by any of it, and it was one of the most horrible things Mary had ever seen. "I see a few new faces", he said. "I see we have a couple of girls that have danced here before. Both are great. You'll be dancing for Mama and me and then we'll let you know who gets to dance another round. Who's first up?" First up was a girl named Mercedes. Well, it probably wasn't actually Mercedes, but Mary quickly got the hint that none of them were giving their real name for the audition. Mercedes was a black woman of about 30. She has nice hair that came to her shoulders and didn't look like she hated the world as much as some of the others. She was wearing a peach bikini and when she got on stage the first song started. It was a rap that Mary wasn't familiar with. Mercedes had large breasts that seemed to hang a little low, but her real attribute, and she knew it, was a very large ass. As soon as the beat started in the song, she turned her back to spectators and began twerking, harder and harder until her butt cheeks were clapping. "Okay," Will said and Jack immediately cut the music. "Next song" Mercedes stood back up and removed her top. Her tits dropped really low when the support of the top was taken away. She had light brown skin but super dark nipples, at least two inches in diameter. Mary didn't think they looked that good, and wouldn't have wanted to get on stage with her body, but knew better than to indicate that. Basically she was just trying to learn whatever she could for when her audition came up. Mercedes started by playing with her tits and then sat on the stage in front of where Will was sitting. She began gyrating her pelvis off the stage and rubbing herself through her bathing suit. It was incredibly vulgar, but Will just laughed and said "Okay" again. The music stopped and Mercedes got up without another word to get dressed and go back to her seat. "Thank you Mercedes, well done. Who's next," Will asked. The next woman in line was a chubby Hispanic woman of about 40. She was taller than any of the other girls, and even with that she appeared to be carrying way too much weight. She stood and approached the stage and the first song started. "Wait, wait", Will exclaimed. The music stopped immediately. "Ventresca, is it? Yeah, Ventresca, come here." Stripper: The Audition She walked down the little steps to the stage and came to stand in front of him. She didn't look nervous, and Mary assumed that she had already danced somewhere else before. "Take off your clothes, baby." Will stared at her, not the least bit shy in his commandments. She started to gyrate and dance and reach for her loose top. "No, I didn't say strip. Just take your fucking clothes off. Take it all off right now." The abrupt change in rules obviously threw her for a loop. Suddenly nervous she took off her top, unfastened her floral bra, dropped her shorts and then hesitated. "Panties too, sweetie," Mama said. Self-conscience, she bent slightly to drop her panties and then straightened back, standing two feet in front of Will and Mama, naked as the day she was born. "What do you think?" Will asked. The former dancer that everyone called Mama stood up and walked around her. Back in front he grabbed one of Ventresca's tits and groped it. Then she slid a hand down her stomach and felt the doughy expanse of tan flesh. Finally she let her hand fall to the woman's crotch and stroked her hand through her bush. "Too fat," was her final pronouncement. "She could shave her pussy and some guys are into the mommy thing, but she's too fat." "I thought so too," Will said. "Sorry baby, loose a few pounds and come back. I would love to have some more Spanish speakers on staff and I like your ass. But you're a little too heavy to work here." Mary was horrified! She had never heard of a man talking like this to a woman before. Mary would have been furious if it was her. She would have tried to claw his eyes out. But not the woman in front of him. Dejected, like she had gotten a second opinion on a death sentence she already knew was coming, she took up her clothing from the floor and began getting dressed again. Just then Jerry was coming back in the door and he offered to hold her purse while she got dressed. She leaned one hand on him while she slipped on her shoes so she didn't fall. When she was out the door and it was locked behind her, Will asked "You got rid of Lurlene?" "Yeah boss." He responded. "She put up much of a fight?" "Not after I got her outside. Offered to let me do anything I wanted to her if I convinced you to let her dance here again though." "Ha! Next time you see her tell her you'll talk to me if she lets you ass fuck her and then blows you after. Then tell me all about it. See that way you won't be lying. You really will have talked to me about it." Will, Jerry and Mama all laughed at the joke. Mercedes and the other girl smiled a little, but the humor was completely lost on Mary. "What a fucking bitch. Got caught selling drugs in the place and wants to work here again." "Okay, who's next?" Mama asked, still half chuckling. The woman sitting next to Mary stood up. She was prettier than the others and younger than the last two. Approximately 30, she had long blonde hair, a long, lean frame and a small, almost boyish figure. She was wearing a robe and when she stood, she opened it revealing a little yellow bikini and six pack abs. Mary was instantly envious of her stomach. This was another woman that had obviously danced before and was perfectly comfortable with the situation. She sprung onto stage just as her song started. Mama called out her name as Violent Violet and her dancing was sure up to the name. She threw herself around and dry humped the pole to Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leopard. After about a minute of it, Will called for the next song. Violent Violet stopped what she was doing and re positioned herself for the next song. It was Every Rose has its Thorn, and when the song started she ripped off her break away bikini top revealing very small breasts and long hard nipples. The slower song called for less violent dancing, but she put the same level of enthusiasm into it that she had before. She rubbed her breasts and thighs in a seductive way and gyrated her hips to mimic getting fucked. After another 45 or so seconds, Will called another stop and thanked her. She went back to her seat and put her robe back on, but not her top. And finally it was Mary's turn. Her heart was beating very loudly in her chest and she could feel the adrenaline dump making her hands shake. Will had been in this business long enough to recognize the signs and the need to help coax some of the newer girls. He could also recognize that this girl was very pretty and had the potential to make him a lot of money. "Is this your first time trying out to dance?" He asked. "Ahh, yeah," She said. Getting more nervous by the second. "Okay. We'll all make it easy on you. Do you know what you want your stage name to be yet?" "No, not really. Not yet." "Okay, let's call you Sapphire. Will Sapphire work for right now?" He was being gentle with her and it was helping her feel more secure. "Yeah," she managed and tried to give him a smile. He winked at her and she turned her eyes down and blushed a bit. You know, he wasn't that bad looking, now that she thought about it. "Well you can't dance in jeans and a t shirt", he said. "Why don't you start off in bra and panties? You are wearing those, aren't you?" In answer she started unhooking her belt and unsnapping her jeans. She turned to face the wall and shimmied out of the tight legs. She kicked off her tennis shoes and then the farm girl in her kicked in and she folded her shirt and jeans and put them on the chair she was sitting on. Will laughed at this. She was wearing a modest white bra and white cotton panties that looked like something a much younger girl would wear. She hadn't thought that through beforehand, but she could have pulled something black and lacy out of her closet if she had planned better. "Love the panties, sweetie. Some guys will give you all the money they have if you wear those and call them daddy." Mama said. Violent Violet gave her a knowing nod of affirmation. She half tried to cover herself not expecting how uncomfortable this room full of strangers looking at her naked would make her. "Come on. I don't have all day", Will said impatiently, then sipped more coffee. Mary made her way onto stage and stood there like a nervous lump until the music started playing. The first song was a really stupid choice. She saw that immediately. A good song would have been something with a driving beat she would have really thrown herself around on. Something to show off the fact that she could actually dance and she had a decent body. Instead she had chosen Call Me Maybe, and there isn't too much you can do to dance sexy to that song. So instead she danced like she would at a dance club, and just tried to have fun with it. The Vicodin she had taken before the audition was kicking in and helping her. After a minute or two Will called "Stop. Next Song". This was it. She knew what she had to do. She repeated one more time in her head "Whatever it takes". She turned around to the back of the stage and removed her bra. She turned back around with one arm covering her chest and the other at her side. She stood there until her next song started. It was Blurred Lines, maybe the perfect song for this. She dropped her arm, and her tits were on display for the first time. She felt herself blush from her face to her neck, down to the top of her breasts. She knew she must be beet red, but she began to dance anyway. She rubbed her hands down her sides and over her ass, then lifted and dropped her tits a few time, pinching the nipples as she went. She kept her eyes closed the whole time, just tried to concentrate on the routine of the dance. It seemed to go on forever. As soon as Will said "That's good," she covered herself with her hand and hurried for her bra. She put it back on and almost ran back to her seat. When she stopped moving, she realized how much she was shaking. Will and Mama talked for a minute and then Will said "Okay, I think the three of you are going to be able to move on to the next part of the audition. Let's start back with you Mercedes. Would you give us your all nude dance?" Mercedes, who had never bothered to put her top back on eagerly climbed on stage and let her bottoms drop. She was completely shaved, but she had some stubble. As soon as her new song started she flipped from her feet onto her back on the stage. She threw both of her legs in the air, and then let them spread until her ankles were flat on the stage. She was spread to the world and there was nothing left to wonder about. Even from her angle, Mary could see Mercedes' large black labia spread with her legs and then her ass hole, tight and puckered came into view. "Excellent," Will said. "Show me what you would do for a top shelf client on a private dance." Without hesitating Mercedes altered her movements to start rubbing her pussy. She slid her fingers up and down her slit a few times, and then on the next stroke, entered herself with her middle finger. Then two fingers. She moaned and gasped in an exaggerated way. "Good, what if he's an ass man?" She rolled onto her stomach and put her ass in the air with her face on the stage. Her left hand pulled her butt cheek away and then her right slid between her legs and slipped a finger in her ass. She worked it for a moment or two and Will said "Stop. Come here." She climbed down from the stage and stood in front of Will and Mama. At a nod from him, Mama got up and walked around her. The first thing she did was roughly grab her tits in her hands. She lifted them and let them drop a few times. Pinched the nipples. Around the back she slapped her ass and pinched the skin at her waist. Finally in the ultimate humiliation she ran that hand between her legs, dipping one finger obviously into her pussy. Mary was horrified. She had never seen or heard of anything like this. Was this what was in store for her? If she would have only known right then and there what was in store for her, she would have probably walked right the fuck out the door and gone back home to the farm. "You're going to need to shave your pussy and your legs better. You either keep it clean or trimmed neatly. None of this stubble business. Wash your hair before work, or better yet get a wig. Girls with longer hair make more money. Your cunt is dry as a bone, and if you can't get creamed up on command get yourself some lube. Guys tip better if they can see how wet you are when they get all close up. It helps having it around other times too." With that, she looked back at Will. "Okay," Will said. "You've danced before, you know what the fee is to dance here?" "Yeah, Baby," she said and licked her lips. Will smiled at that. "You owe Mama $100 before every shift you dance and you owe me the fee. You can pay the house fee at any time, but you pay her before the shift starts or you don't dance. Got it?" She nodded her consent. "Good. Do the things she told you too, and see you tonight at 8:00." Mercedes turned and walked back to her seat. She got her clothes back on in the most efficient way possible. She winked at Jerry on her way out the door, and presumably left to shower and shave better. Mary was still speechless. "Violet", Will called. Violet dropped her panties right there at her seat, climbed the stage and began dancing before the song even started. It was Crazy Train by Ozzy. Again, she threw herself around and showed her body off in the most energetic way possible. Her pussy was completely shaved and there was no stubble in site. Mary once again found herself a little envious of this girl's body, so slender and toned. "Top Shelf" Will said. Violet slid her ass to the edge of the stage and let her legs drop off the end, spreading herself wide in the process. Her pussy was fat and engorged. She looked wet, even from where Mary was sitting. She placed two fingers in her mouth and sucked on the sensuously for a moment and then suddenly pounded them hard into her pussy. She thrust her pelvis up to meet her hand and it made a loud SMACK! Will laughed heartily at the sight. "That's great," he said. "Come here." Apparently he was skipping the butt display from her. Again Mama rose from her chair and began her inspection. This time she was much more hands on with this girl. She ran her hands through her hair and under her arms. She didn't have enough breasts to lift, but she pinched her nipples in what looked like a painfully hard manner and then let them go. Mama ran her hands over the woman's ass several times, looking to dip between the cheeks a little and then came around front. She ran her hand in between Violets legs and fingered her pussy, making no pretense to be doing anything different. The only sign of discomfort Violet showed was to close her eyes for this part of the examination. "She's wet as a can be." Mama said, still fingering her. Violet didn't bother opening her eyes. "You do this on command or are you just really turned on right now?" "I can do it when I want," Violet replied. "Thought so," Mama said. She removed her hand and wiped it on Violet's thigh, first the front and then the back. "Hair's good, she's shaved good. Doesn't stink. She's fine by me as long as she doesn't cause any problems." "You pay Mama $100 before each shift. You have that for tonight?" "No," she said. She looked away. "I have a way you can earn it," Will replied. "Come see me tonight before your shift starts. We'll work something out." "Fine," She said. Still not looking at him. "You know what the house fee is here?" "Yeah. No different than it is anywhere else." "That's right," he said. "Everywhere Same same." "You want it now, or later?" she asked. He looked at her for a moment and then glanced at Mary. Violet followed her gaze. Mary was jolted back into the reality of the situation when she saw everyone looking at her. "Got it," Violet said. "Let me know when". "Don't worry. I will. 8:00 tonight." She shook his hand, and it seemed really out of place for the situation they were in. One girl completely naked, molested by another woman and described like a side of meat, shaking hands with her new boss. None of it seemed to make sense to Mary. Her head was spinning from a combination of adrenaline, embarrassment, Vicodin and she was surprised to realize she was a little turned on as well. Was she going to be examined in this same way? What would it feel like? Her head was spinning. Violet only bothered to put on her robe, not the rest of her clothes, grab her purse and left the room. Jerry gave her a slap on the ass when she passed him and she yelped in a playful way and gave him a sexy look. "Jerry, why don't you come up here and sit in one of these chairs," Will said. He did. "Mary, come on over here." Mary rose unsteadily to her feet and came to stand front and center with Will, Mama sitting on one side of him and Jerry on the other. "I'm not going to make you dance, because it's obvious you don't know how to do it yet, and you aren't good at it. Mama can show you how to dance. You can learn that as you go. What I need to see from you is that you look good naked and you can follow directions and rules. You follow?" "Yes sir," she said. "Wow, sir. I like that." he chuckled. "Okay take off your clothes and let us see you naked." Mary took a deep breath and steadied herself. She made to turn around and Will stopped her "Don't turn around. Do it right here." Again she took a deep breath and took off her bra. She let it fall to the floor this time, more like what the other girls had done. Her skin was a light pale and her nipples were a pinkish orange color that complimented them perfectly. She had nearly perfect breasts, or so several guys had told her. They were large C cups and on her narrow frame they looked huge. She hesitated a moment and then looped her thumbs into her panties and dropped them as well. She had not thought to shave before the audition, but was glad of that now as the hair provided the last little protection to her dignity. "Turn", Will said. She spun in place until they could see her ass. "Again", he said. She faced them again. Mama got up from her chair and approached. She ran her fingers through Mary's hair first, and she flinched away from her touch. Next was the examination of her tits. Mary's nipples were pinched and her breasts were lifted and allowed to drop. With one hand still playing with her breasts, Mama slipped the other around and grabbed and rubbed her ass. Mary looked to the side and closed her eyes. This was humiliating enough, and she knew what was coming next from watching the other two girls and she knew what Mama was going to find there. She waited, barely breathing, until at last the felt the rough hand of the former stripper fall between her legs and touch her bush. She curled the hair in her finger and pulled on it a little, and with nothing else to check for her index finger probed Mary's slit first finding her clitoris, and then her opening. She slid her fingers, easily into Mary's wet pussy and she gasped with the unexpected pleasure of it. In and out her finger went, not just probing or examining, but just to finger fuck her some more. Just to elicit a response either from Mary or herself or both. Finally, just before Mary would have come, Mama withdrew her hand and Mary opened her eyes in time to see her suck the juices off her finger. "She's wet," Will asked? "Yea she is," Mama said. "Tastes like strawberries too." She laughed at her own vulgar joke. "She could shave that bush if she wanted to but it may be better just to trim it. Guys like natural red heads. Her tits are nice and firm. Natural. She's tight a drum too. She'll probably make a good fuck." "Good," Will said. "So here is the deal. You already know that you have to pay Mama $100 before you can dance. What you may not know about is the house fee. For every shift you work, you owe me a blow job. Maybe you blow me, maybe you blow my friend, maybe it's a cop I owe a favor to or maybe its Mama here. I don't care. It's what you owe for dancing here. I collect that blow job when I want it, where I want it. Got it?" She didn't answer. Too embarrassed to speak. Mama slapped her on the ass, hard, to break her out of her reverie. "You got it?" "Yes." she said. "Past that, what you do and don't do is your business as long as you don't get caught. On stage you can dance naked, but no sex or fingering yourself out in the open. If you get taken to the back for a private dance, it's up to you. If you want to sell that pretty little tight red pussy of yours you're going to make a lot of money, but don't get caught. If you do, I'll deny all knowledge of it. Don't sell drugs in here and get caught. Don't let your boyfriend come in here. Don't fuck or suck an undercover. You get caught, you're on your own. Other than that I get half of whatever you charge. Half!" She nodded. Unable to really say anything to that. Sell her pussy? She was here to dance. She wasn't a whore! Suck his cock before every shift, or his friends? What, was he crazy? But still in her mind, she knew this was going to be the only way. If she didn't do it, right here, right now, it was back to Ohio, back to the farm, back to Donnie. Maybe he wouldn't ask her for it. Maybe he would just leave her alone and all she would have to do is dance... "Rent's due now," he said. "Get on your knees." With that he scooted lower in his chair and unzipped his pants. She just stared at him. She could not believe what was happening. And there was Mama standing right there. And Jerry was there with that giant bulge in his pants. Was he next? Would she have to be with him, so fat and ugly? She must have waited too long because Mama slapped her on the ass again and screamed "The fuck you waiting for?" Stripper: The Audition That was all the incentive she needed in the state of arousal, confusion and terror she was in. She fell to her knees and crawled between his legs. She reached her hand into his fly and found his dick, though his underwear. He was hard as stone. She fished around until she could free it, and was momentarily surprised at how small it was. There was already a little drop of precum on the end of it. She began massaging it with her hand, but he stopped her and said "Mouth only. Stop screwing around" With that, she had no choice. She lowered her head over his crotch and sucked him into her mouth. She had tried tongue games and other strategies with her professor before, but found he just preferred the straight head up and down of a good old fashioned blow job, and that's what she did here. As she sucked on him, he put his hand in her hair and pressed her more forceful home on her return stroke. She had expected that he would last forever, but he didn't. Moments later he was coming in her mouth and knowing what would be expected of her, she kept her mouth on him until he had finished ejaculating, licked him clean and swallowed. She sat back on her heels and looked up at him. "Not bad", he said. "We can work on it more later. As a matter of fact, I think you and I are going to get a lot of chance to work on it. Mama, you want one?" "Might as well find out if she eats pussy worth a damn. Give Jerry here a show." She hiked up her mini skirt and revealed that she wasn't wearing any panties. Mama roughly grabbed her by the hair and pulled her over to her and pressed her face into her crotch. Mary didn't want this! She would not have said yes to this. But it happened so fast that she already doing it before she know how to stop it. Did this make her gay now? "Use your tongue baby. That's right, lick the spot." Mama coached her along. "Ungnnnnhhhh" she let out, savoring the pleasure of the girl's mouth on her sex. Yeah baby, keep going. Keep going, yeah..." After a few minutes Mama let out a sound that can't be described other than to say it was pure enjoyment. Again, she had not lasted nearly as long as Mary had thought she would. Mama's orgasm must have been building from the moment she started groping the other girls. She must have been spun up already. That was the only explanation for the stream of warm and sticky liquid running down her face and chest. Once again she fell back onto her heels. She surveyed the three other people in the room. Mama with her skirt hiked up, wiping her pussy with a bar cloth. She must have expected this from the beginning because she had brought it with her. Will easing his now soft cock back into his pants and zipping up, with a very self-satisfied grin on his face. And last but not least the bulk of Jerry, dick out, stroking it looking at her naked and humiliated body sitting on the floor in front of them. She made eye contact with him and he came, ribbon after ribbon of semen launching from his dick and landing... right on her. With that, she broke down and cried. She assumed it was inevitable. She would have done it anyway, when she got home, or back to the car. She had not been prepared for any of this. But to break down in front of these people, that didn't look like they had any tears left in them, well that was the last straw, and her humiliation was complete. "Mary, you are going to do great here. This is the hardest day. After today it gets easier, and most girls end up liking it. Right Mama?" Will asked. "Right baby." "Clean yourself up, get dressed and I will see you on Monday. I want you to start when we are slow enough you can take some time to learn the way we do things. Do you have the $100 for Mama to dance your first shift?" Mary shook her head. "I understand. We will talk about that Monday night too. I'll see you at 8:00. Make sure you wear something sexy." With that, still crying, Mary picked herself and her discarded clothes up off the floor. She put on her bra and panties and walked over to the chair and finished dressing. She grabbed her purse and sprinted out the front door. As she was leaving, the last thing she heard was the sound of the three of them laughing at her and her tears. ***** I always love to hear from people that read my stories. If you want a response, please make sure to leave your email address. Thanks again.