Dance on the stage.

"I can still dance." you reply to the sissy holding your hands. He smiles in response and you remember that this blonde cutie is named Whitney and you two had a great time while dancing earlier. He seems to be pretty excited about your answer.

"Yes! Wanna dance with me, Taylor?"
"Sure, Whitney."
"Lets get out there before the girls get impatient."
"Yeah." you acquiesce, wondering if Whitney is secretly the impatient one.

You follow after the group as they skip out into the main hall and you see a dozen other sissies waiting. You also notice Ava having a conversation by the stage with two other ladies. She turns to address you all.
"Line up, boys."
You all obey, lining up in your pretty outfits to await the mistress' orders. Whitney stands next to you all jittery.
"There isn't much time so I'll explain quickly. Tonight's service is very packed. I don't want to see anyone lagging behind. Is that clear?"
"Yes, mistress!" you all exclaim in unison.
"Perfect. Now, hands up if you want on the stage."

Whitney grabs your hand and thrusts it in the air along with his own. He is so eager that your hands are the first to be raised among all the boys. Ava makes her picks, choosing who she wants.
"Whitney and Taylor. Stacy and Marian. Ashe...." she calls.
Whitney looks to you with joy and excitement.
"The rest of you are on the floor. Understood?"
"Yes, mistress!"
"I will be busy tonight so my assistants will be taking care of you instead. They'll be the ones to let you know if a guest pays for your personal attention. Got it?"
"Yes, mistress!"
"Perfect, we start soon. Get to it."

Unsure of where to go or what to do, Whitney drags you off with the other dancers and explains how things work. He cures your clueless-ness, talking about the order of things and where to go. Your group rushes into a backroom and starts to practice. Towards the main stage you hear music start to play and start to sway in practice to it's tune. Despite the pleasant dance you start to worry and Whitney seems to pick up on your thoughts.
"What's wrong, Taylor? Are you nervous?"
"Yeah. A bit."
"Well that's silly. You're like, the best dancer I've seen. They'll love us out there."
"Thanks but I'm not tha-" you say before Whitney cuts you off.
"Oh shush. You're great." your partner says before pulling you close for a hug. Outside, the sound of music is accompanied by footsteps and female crowds chatting. The butterflies in your stomach start to get lively.

"So how was it?" Whitney asks with a mischievous grin.
"What?"
"You know. Your time in Ava's office."
You blush.
"Not gonna tell me, huh? That's fine." Whitney winks in a girly fashion.
"I remember my first time with the mistress."
A sudden interruption breaks into the room as one of the assistants enters.
"Alright, you two, it's showtime. Get out there." she says, pointing at a pair of boys in the corner. They nod and eagerly run out, headed for the stage. Before the door closes you hear the sound of a packed house and rising music. It's electric out there and Whitney starts jitering with excitement again.

For the next while you two practice under the assistant's watchful gaze and Whitney changes the topic to things of a more mundane nature. When a table boy shows up to notify the assistant she turns to you and says "Alright, you're next. Get out there.".
With bounding leaps, Whitney darts for the door like a greyhound at the track, pulling you in tow. In the hallway you run past the previous dancers who shout and wish you good luck.
"Thanks, guys!" Whitney yells. Soon he has dragged you up to the curtain past which the stage extends.

"Ooooh I'm so excited." Whitney says with a deep inhale.
"Ready?" he asks.
You nod and the two of you step out on stage to see the excitement. Every table is full and the seats along the stage are the same. Sissies walk around, serving drinks and flirting with the wealthy girls enjoying the pampering. You see one of the assistants by the stage motioning you forward. Whitney picks up on her signals, drags you further, and whispers for you to bow. Moments later and the two of you are twirling about in the spotlight. Once you're in the swing of things your nervousness fades and the room's energy snaps you out of your remaining cum haze. The experience is rather exhilarating and when your dance finishes you're surprised at how quickly the time has passed. Admittedly it was really fun.

The crowd seems to enjoy your performance and when you bow out, unlike the previous dance, some tables applaud as you retire. In the practice room your assistant congratulates you on the claps she heard. You feel like you're riding a high when Whitney takes you to the corner to have a seat on the floor.
"Whew, see that? They loved it."
"Yeah. what a rush." you say, taking a seat next to him.
"You were really good out there." he says.
"No, that was all you."
"Oh, stop it, Taylor. You're so precious I could just kiss you." Whitney says before giving you a look.