Author's Note

Well, you guys and gals liked it, so the story gets to continue!

Act 2: The Special Request

The Colt’s Club was alive, and the beating of the music could be heard by ponies passing on the street outside. It was the middle of the day, one o’clock, and business was slow. A few patrons came around every now and then, but they would hit the bar or find a dancer to retreat into one of the private rooms with.

No performers stood on their stages, and the light fixtures above were dark. Several dancers joined guests by the bar to drink, flirt, and make a little money while others sat at empty tables, waiting for guests to entertain. The main doors opened, letting the natural light from outside flood into the dark club, and Gemini rushed inside.

She fumbled with her duffle bag as she looked inside for her lingerie. “Hey, guys! I’m sorry I’m late…”

The mares at the bar shot her narrow looks, and a few rolled their eyes. None of them responded to her and kept their voices quiet as they muttered amongst themselves.

The manager, Onyx, approached her swiftly. “Gem…” He sounded agitated, but not angry. “This is the second time this week that you’ve been late for your shift. What’s your excuse this time?”

Gemini let out a long sigh.

She didn’t have one. “I overslept, I’m sorry…”

The stern look on his face softened a little, and he even managed a weak smile. “Well, at least you’re honest.” He looked over his shoulder at the mares by the bar. “I can’t say the same about some of my other employees.”

His words carried, and the dancers who had quietly scorned Gemini heard them and were swiftly silenced. Onyx put a firm hand on her shoulder and patted her back. “Go get changed, Gem. I want you on stage six in fifteen minutes.”

A wave of relief washed over the dancer. The last time she had been late, Onyx blew up on her. She expected him to really let her have it this time, probably even dock her pay.

The other dancers by the bar must have been thinking the same thing, because one of them spoke up. “What? That’s it, Onyx? You’re just going to… let her get away with being late? How come she’s so special, huh?”

Gemini kept quiet.

She knew the mare was right, about her receiving special treatment. She got better pay, the center stage was always reserved for her, and she even got her very own private dressing room. Gemini couldn’t blame the other mares for feeling the way they did about her, but she had one gift they didn’t, and that was the ability to make herself as beautiful and sexually attractive as she wanted.

An ability like that could get a mare far in a business where sex, pleasure, and eye candy could be bought and sold.

Onyx gave Gemini a sly ‘wink’ before turning to face the outspoken mare. “If a day comes with you can bring in as much business as Gemini, you can afford to be late, Roseluck, but until that day comes, you’ll find it wise to let me run my building the way I wish to run it, and that goes for all of you.”

The dancers were utterly speechless, and Roseluck backed down, folding her arms across her breasts as she leaned against the bar. The guest she had been talking to before suddenly lost interest. He paid his tab and walked quickly towards the exit.

Gemini watched it all unfold before Onyx quietly ushered her towards her dressing room. “Go on, Gem, get going. I want you dancing in fifteen minutes. I don’t have a routine for you, so just dance however you feel will arouse those guests.”

She nodded her head. “Yeah, I got it. Stage six.”

The whole time she walked past the bar, she felt extremely uncomfortable. Gemini could feel the other dancer’s stares piercing into her as she passed them. She kept her wings tight against her back out of the fear that somepony might grab them and try to rip one off.

Only by reaching a safe distance from the bar did she manage to relax. She reached her dressing room and walked inside. Gemini dropped her duffle bag on the table and began pulling out her costume. Like the skimpy outfit she wore the night before, it was an emerald color, shimmering and sparkling with sequins, but the one in her hands was a one piece body suit, complete with fishnet leggings.

The outfit revealed less than the last one, leaving only her arms, hands, and feet completely exposed. Her legs could be adored and admired, but only through the net. She wouldn’t be showing off her breasts this time.

Gemini pursed her lips as she held the outfit up, looking it over, up and down. She reserved it for the lesser stages on the few occasions she wasn’t center stage, but it wasn’t her favorite getup. She had a whole wardrobe full of them, and the ones she like to wear the most were the most revealing of her busty features.

Those outfits exposed generous amounts of her belly, breasts, and ass, leaving her legs and arms completely bare. She would never completely remove the clothes until she was ready, but it was fun to watch the faces in the audience ogling at the jello-like flesh on her chest.

The dancer slipped into the one piece body suit and the fishnet leggings. She gave herself a quick look in the mirror, turning around so she could see the effect the net had on her round ass cheeks. Satisfied with the way she looked, she felt certain that she could turn heads in anything she wore. Gemini opened the door and headed out onto the club floor.

Passing through the tables at surrounded the stages, a few seated guests looked her way. Their eyes followed her all the way to stage six. Knowing she was being watched by the guests behind her, Gemini bent forward, sticking her rear out as she climbed onto the stage. Through the leggings, her ass cheeks spread, and a cold draft grazed against her thinly covered vulva.

Once she was on her feet, she took a moment to listen to the music above and find the beat to dance to.

It didn’t take her long to find her rhythm, and the dancer’s hips began to sway. She raised her arms, placing her hands behind her head. There were four or five guests seated at the tables in front of her, and she had their undivided attention.

Gemini put on a sweet smile as she moved her body in a circle around the pole, making sure to make eye contact with each and every one of her ‘admirers’. Her moves were calm and fluid, like flowing water. The whole time she danced for the stallions watching her, she could tell that they wanted a little more than just flirtatious movements. She considered giving them what they wanted.

Only a zipper that ran down her back stood between her and achieving full nudity. Going ‘naked’ on stage wasn’t something Gemini did for fun, but she would make exceptions for the right guests. There was a line she drew and rarely crossed unless circumstances demanded that she. As the music continued, her hand slowly reached for her back, just under her wings.

Her fingers pinched the zipper and slowly began to pull it down. The stallions were sitting forward now, obviously interested in this part of her performance. The zipper was almost completely down, now, and the body suit was slipping from her shoulders. A little more, and her breasts would fall out.

Further past that, and the outfit would fall off of her completely, leaving the private area between her legs public for the guests to see. A hand tapped the edge of the stage, and Gemini looked down, thinking it was one of the stallions cheering her on, but it was Onyx. The manager beckoned her over, ignoring the looks he was receiving from the guests for interrupting Gemini’s strip tease.

The dancer walked over towards the edge of the stage and knelt so she was at eye level with him. “What is it? Is something wrong?”

Onyx waved his hands dismissively and shook his head. “No, it’s nothing like that, Gem. You’re doing great, up there, but I actually need you somewhere else, right now. Aria will take cover for you on the stage.”

Gemini looked behind him and noticed the other dancer who smiled and waved at her. She wasn’t sure of what to think. Onyx had never pulled her from a stage before, not that abruptly, at least. A sigh escaped her lips, and she pulled the zipper back up as she adjusted her breasts.

The other dancer, Aria, walked past them, climbed onto the stage and immediately got to work, swinging her body back and forth to entertain the stallions that were now watching her. Gemini didn’t like it, but she followed Onyx away from the stages and towards the back of the club floor. At first, she was unsure, but the darker the lights got, she realized they were heading towards the private rooms. Once she figured out where they were going, Gemini came to a stop.

“Onyx, you know I don’t like those rooms. Don’t you remember what happened last time?”

The stallion nodded his head. “I do, and I promised that I would never let a guest do that to you again, but this one is different. Just… hear me out.”

Gemini folded her arms, but she kept quiet.

“The young stallion in there is a friend. He’s the son of a guy I went to college with. It’s his birthday, and some of his buddies scraped up the bits to get him one on one attention with a dancer.”

She shook her head and out her hands on her hips. “Why me, though? Why can’t Roseluck or Amber have him? They don’t mind getting close to the guests.”

Onyx took her hand and pulled her away from the door out of the fear of being overheard by the stallion inside. “One, Roseluck and Amber are busy… Two, his friends paid for your services, Gem.”

He looked towards the club floor and waved his hand.

Gemini couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She crossed her arms and mustered the angriest glare she could manage. “Onyx, that’s not f-“

“Gem!”

His sudden outburst silenced her.

Onyx sighed and rubbed his eyes between his fingers. “The transaction’s already been completed. He’s paid for an hour of your attention.” Then, the bouncer, who Onyx had waved over earlier, arrived and took his place by the manager’s side. “If it will make you feel better, Bulk here will be right outside the door.”

That was the final word on the matter. Onyx had turned and was walking back towards the club floor. Inside, Gemini felt furious. She was a dancer, an entertainer. She wasn’t some stud’s sex toy, somepony to be played with and humiliated.

The bouncer’s expression was unchanging as ever, but he placed a firm hand on her shoulder. “I’ll be right here, miss.”

Was that supposed to comfort her? Gemini didn’t know, but she always felt safer with the hulking stallion nearby. That had to count for something, at least. When his hand was gone, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

There was no putting it off any longer. As Onyx had said, somepony inside paid a lot of money for an hour of her attention.

“That Onyx… I'll get him for this.”

Unable to wait any longer, Gemini pushed the door open and stormed into the private room, making sure to slam it behind her. Different scenarios flashed through her mind. She didn’t know what kind of creep to expect, but it couldn’t be any worse than the last one. Then, she got a look at the paying customer, sitting on a blood red, velvet sofa in the center of the room.

Gemini came to a full stop.

He was a ‘young stallion’, alright, probably in his late teens. There wasn’t a hair on his chin, and the horn sprouting from his forehead didn’t look fully developed. His eyes were bright blue, shining through his messy, grey hair.

He looked up at her, managing a sheepish grin. “Um… He-Hello…”

Every angry word she was prepared to say escaped her.

“I’m Emerald.”

***Up Next: One on One***