Better Ask Someone Who Might Know

As we all walked off stage, my thoughts were total chaos, Ruby dissapearing was forcing it's way to the fornt of my attention. Worry, only barely, winning out the battle against lust.

Crossing the doorway into the dressing rooms must have been the queue for my body to come back under my control, because immediately, my legs went weak and I almost collapsed, leaning onto a nearby table for support

Annabelle came rushing over to me ''Lola, are you ok? Here, sit down'' She pulled the chair away from the makeup table and helped me lower myself down onto it, wobbly legs threatening to send me tumbling to the floor.

''I-I'm fine, just...'' I paused, my voice sounding hoarse and not being able to come up with a good excuse for my condition. ''Where's Ruby?''

Annabelle looked around ''No idea, when I see her, I'm gonna give her a piece of my mind. I thought you two were friendly?''

I found Annabelles comment a bit strange ''We are. Have been for years''

She had a clear dissaproving tone as she responded ''Well, I don't think a friend would just leave you like this at the end of a show. And that stunt you pulled was flashy, but don't you ever do something like that again without telling me''

''Sorry'' I managed to rasp out, my throat feeling dry.

''You sit here. I'll go get one of the waitresses outside to bring you some water and then you need to go straight to bed. Do you want me to get someone to bring you chicken soup in the morning?''

I smiled a bit, thinking how lucky I was that Annabelle thought I was just sick ''I'll be fine, thanks''

''Okay, well you take care and tell me in the morning if I need to get someone else in for the Halloween show'' Annabelle grabbed her clipboard and stood up ''Someone get me a waitress to bring in some bottles of water, we've got a dancer back here who needs it'' She stormed away, barking orders at other stage hands, obviously organizing something else in the casino, as usual.

With her gone, I gingerly made my way to where my bag was and where I had dropped my phone. Looking on the table and the floor, my phone was nowhere to be seen. Starting to rifle through my bag, I found a note.

''Now that your little show is over, mine can begin. Find the maid, and then find your friend. xoxo'' -Mistress

''Well, fuck'' I leaned forwards onto the desk, the shift stimulating my pussy again