Barbie's Dancing

Barbie took a deep breath. It was almost her turn. She was back at the club, but it was different this time. She'd spent the day practicing with Robin. And her friends were in the audience to give her encouragement. She was ready.

She heard the DJ call her name and so she plastered a fake smile on her face and took her first unsteady step towards the pole. Unsteady not because of nerves this time, but because Robin had insisted on locking her feet in 6 inch heels before they left the dorm. "WHOOO!" Robin shouted as soon as she saw Barbie. Barbie's smile became real as she spotted her friends. Robin was dressed like she worked here. Liam looked like he belonged at a much more expensive establishment. The girl sitting beside him must be Martha, she was the only one in the group wearing what Barbie considered to be normal clothes. Faye was wearing a t-shirt that was way, way too small for her and no bra, and Monique was a sundress that appeared to be on the verge of collapse under the weight of her new tits.

Alice was the only one of their 'crew' not present, but Barbie wasn't surprised by that. She would have put Alice as the kindest of the players at the game table, but also the least likely to be caught in a strip club. The others let out a cheer as Barbie grabbed the pole with one hand and did her first spin. She'd been so busy thinking she hadn't even realized her body doing her routine all on its own. She focused back on herself and her false memories as she wrapped her legs around the pole and spun around while hanging upside down.

She continue with her routine, shredding her clothes sensually and staring down all the creepy guys as if madly in lust with them. The rational part of her brain was still totally weirded out by this, but she managed to put it aside and finished her routine with a flourish. She smiled and collected her tips and made her way off stage. "You were incredible!" Robin said.

"Yeah how about a lapdance?" Monique added.

Barbie rolled her eyes, "Really? Ok. Have to go through Bill." Monique followed her over to the private rooms and Monique spoke briefly to the bouncer.

Bill looked at Barbie and she nodded. Some of the girls felt uncomfortable dancing for other women, but Barbie much preferred this. Even if it was Monique who was a massive perv and noted lesbian.

Monique looked at the bench, "Uh...little help?" She said.

Barbie grinned, "Huh? Couldn't hear you."

Monique sighed, "May I please sit?"

"Sure. Go for it." Barbie said with a smirk. The music started and Barbie started to dance for Monique. She still didn't feel comfortable in her body, let alone dancing in the nude, but this was much easier than dancing on stage. It didn't matter as much if she wasn't perfect and there wasn't a single man here to ogle her. Well, the bouncer was always present but she just didn't count him for whatever reason.

The song ended and Monique thanked her for the dance and tipped her, extremely generously. Barbie was about to check if she was serious but she remembered the new universal rule and smiled. "Thanks." She told her.

After that Martha bought a dance for Liam. That was weird and awkward for reasons that had nothing to do with Liam's gender. Liam actually looked uncomfortable for most of it. Despite his constant rude remarks and sexual jokes Barbie knew he wasn't really that kind of guy. Then there was Martha who was looking at Barbie, well, the way most of the patrons here did. Barbie withered under her gaze and actually tried to focus on Liam. When the song ended she was grateful and tried hurrying them on, but then Martha wanted a dance too. Barbie hesitated. She knew she could refuse. The bouncer would back her up 100%. The magic only **** her to get her income here, it didn't say how she did it. Yet she really needed the money, and besides she didn't want thinks to be awkward with Liam and his girlfriend.

She accepted and started dancing for Martha. A poor choice. At one point Barbie was facing away from Martha and bent forward and Martha grabbed her ass. The bouncer saw and warned her off and she apologized. Then Barbie swung around and started gyrating with her breasts swaying in Martha's face. Martha couldn't resist apparently, she grabbed both tits and squeezed. Barbie was so shocked she fell backwards. "That's it! You're gone!" The bouncer said. Martha had the sense to look ashamed and apologize to Barbie before being escorted out. Barbie sighed, at least she tipped well.

She couldn't just dance for her friends though. She did give a couple lap dances for male strangers but she was a little more warmed up to it and they went...ok. She'd never enjoy it but at least she didn't run away this time. By the end of the night she was shocked by how much money she had. After paying out the house she still had $1450 left! At that rate she'd be free of this place in no time at all.

The others had left at some point in the night except for Robin. Barbie met her outside, fully dressed of course. "Thanks for waiting, you really didn't have to you know." She told Robin.

Robin shrugged, "What? I'm going to sit by myself in your room and wait? Besides aren't you glad I brought this?" She held up a key. Then pulled a pair of flats out of her bag.

"Oh yes! My feet are killing me!" Barbie said.

"I thought you might say that. Hands behind your back please." Barbie was going to protest, but she realized since she had to be restrained somehow this was for the best. Robin quickly cuffed her hands and then unlocked the killer heels. Barbie felt relief to step into the flats.

"Thanks." She said.

Robin smiled, "Don't thank me yet. I'm all worked up from watching you dance," Robin put her finger under Barbie's chin and raised her head until their eyes met, "I have plans for us. Come along."

"Yes Mistress." Barbie said. Then blushed, why had she said that? Robin just smirked and started walking. Barbie hurried after her.