Well you start out good...

A slight blush reddens your cheeks, while you were all to eager to dress up in the outfit the thought of actually dancing has you shifting your weight nervously from foot to the other nervously. A memory of the last time you gave a performance flashes in your head.

It being that damn school play, The one in which you took a less then graceful tumble on stage in front of both your family, and the family of every one else at school. You didn’t even get to say a single line! You ended up chipping a tooth and running behind the curtains while bawling up your eyes out due to pure embarrassment!

The teachers had to improvise the rest of the play with out your role, and you had an awful awkward ride home with your mom where the two of you just sat in silence the whole time! Oh such a terrible humiliating day, just thinking back on it makes your stomach do flip flops.

Yet looking at that impish grin on Aguaenta face. Her daring you with such a aura of smugness that you just can’t turn down the challenge. Childhood hang ups be damned, time to show her what you got! Like all those amazing and sexy, belly dancers you’ve seen online it’s time to strut your stuff!

“Alright give me some room.” Shooting back a smile of your own, you motion for Aguaenta to make space.

She’s taken a back for a split second pegging you as the shy overlay submissive type that would fold, and become a bundle of nerves from even a mild amount of teasing.

A big miss read of your personality on Aguaenta’s part as while you’re a bottom, you fall into more of the playful occasionally daring type, rather then the sort of submissive that will instantly roller over and show their belly the instant someone starts to take the lead as the dominate.

Though this doesn’t bother Aguaenta one bit, as while you falling to her feet in submission has an appeal she doesn’t mind the change in flavor. It is after all kind of a requirement to have a wide sexual preference in order to get a job working the professional. Got to appeal to all sorts of different sexual appetites Aguaenta thinks. It’s not like some of the other lesser roles in the club, you need to be up for getting involved in all sorts of different motifs. That one of the reasons why Aguaenta sprung for this job in the first places you never know what will happen when some one struts through that hallway. So even with the shift in dynamic Aguaenta graciously gives you the floor to show your moves.

“Dazzle me traveler I yearn to be impressed.” She says flashing those sharp shark teeth again.

Shaking off the last of your hesitation you close your eyes, and take a deep breath. Slowly you raise your hands above your head. You bend your arms slightly so that their at a bit of angle. Slowly you begin to sway your body side to side. Your movements conforming to a beat inside your head. An oud strums a slow melody some where off in the distance, a women chants in a language that sounds Arabic in origin. Drums begin to boom, and you can see yourself under a warm blanket of stars. Red deserts sand soft as cotton sits between your toes as then a pungi joins in to orchestra of instruments.

Synchronizing with the silent song in your head you put more of your hips into the movement. Not to much that you out right shaking your ass, but just making quick little dips from right to left while following the rhythm. As well you also bend your knees ever so slightly too adding a bit of bounce to your dance, yet not to much. The key to a good belly dance is smooth graceful movements. The body must almost look like liquid as it move. It all need to flow in a sense, no one part of your body should be out of sync with the other.

Starting to get a little more confident, taking a few steps, back and forward as you go. Your performance starting to get more intricate as you continue. Yet still you keep your moves collected, and nimble. To any one watching there’s not a hint of strain as you dance, there such elegance in every action you take, it’s almost hypnotic. Do your feet even touch the floor to do you simple glide across the ground? How does your physique stay so shapely at every angle?

Aguaenta is at a lose for words as she watches your act. Pupils dilating while she bounces her graze around your slim frame. The bright thin fabric which flows with your body leaving the ‘ocean goddess’ down right transfixed. As you start to move some what faster now the beads, and bells hanging from the outfit you have on beginning jingle, and rattle around. This only sets to enhance your performance, as the subtle sounds make Aguaenta‘s ears tingle with each clink of metal.

Then you get a little to cocky. Deciding to add a spin into the mix, you execute a quick 360 degrees turn. In your head you look like the pinnacle of grace as you twirl around. You thinking Aguaenta’s gonna be super impressed, just hypnotized by this awesome move. Unfortunately you have been dancing with your eyes closed this whole time, as results you’ve kind of lost track where everything is in the hallway..

WHAM

So you end up spinning directly in to a wall. Nose taking the brunt of the impact you immediately bring your hand to your face as you quickly back up from the wall. Stumbling you trip on your own feet tumbling backwards and landing hard on your back as you crash into the floor.

“OOOWWWWWW!” You groan, writhing around in pain as you bring an arm to the injured area on your back.

“OH MY GOD ARE YOU OKAY?!?”

Seeing you go down Aguaenta quickly rushes over to your side. Completely dropping the sea god act, she hover over you unsure of how to help while she watches you roll around on the ground.

“H-hold on I’ll call some one.” The girls says as she quickly jumps up to her feet and grabs a radio from the inside of the podium she’s been standing behind.

“Ughh nonononono it’s fine, I-I think I’m okay.” You insist holding up a hand for the girl to halt as you see her take out the walkie talkie.

Again you get flash backs to that school play. Your cheeks going red with embarrassment as Aguaenta stared down at you with that worried face. You really hope she doesn’t call some one. This humiliating enough as, last thing you want to is have some sort of medical staff race down her just to treat your dumb ass for slamming face first into a wall. Aguaenta holds her finger just above the push to talk on the radio. She hesitates though, frowning she sees the desperation on your face.

It leaves her torn. Really she knows she should by all means call this in. If a guest gets so much of a paper cut in cupcake it’s drilled into the employees that they should get them looked at by the stand by doctor. Injuries have to be treated with the utmost urgency, no one likes getting hurt while their out having fun. Well at least not with out their consent, all those spanking benches in the man floor aren’t just for show after all.

“Are you sure your okay, you don’t like want an ice pack or something?” Aguaenta asks, trying to peak around you to look if there’s any bruising on your back.

“Nah it’s fine taking a break now would ruin the vibe ya know.” You reply trying your best to sound casual and not at all in pain as you pick yourself up off the floor.

“Are you sure you don’t need anything?”
Aguaenta asks as she finally puts the walkie talkie down on the podium.

You know she’s speaking in earnest here. Being the good employee, and genuinely trying to look after you well being. Yet you choose to just push forward and bare the pain so that you can put this incident to the back of your mind quick as possible. In fact you’d like to get right back to enjoying right this instance. So playing a little coy you give Aguaenta an adorable little pout, and some big sad puppy dog eyes.

“Well I guess the one thing I do need is...” Speaking in a soft meek tone you even add a perfectly little lip quiver to really sell the look.

You trail off mid sentence as you start to move towards the girl. Your hands folded innocently behind your as you drag your feet while you walk. You are barely able to contain your smile as you get right up to her, you having to lift your head up a little so that you can look at the slightly taller women in the eyes. Aguaenta raises curious an eyebrow, able to detect your putting on an act here. Convincing as you might be to any one else Aguaenta spent enough years at a cup cake to tell when someone ones role playing.

“Well what is it you need then, huh?” The ocean goddess claps back, her words dripping with sassy sarcasm as she leans up against the wall.

The game clearly up, you forgo all pretenses and push yourself right against the naked girls body backing her up against the wall. Your chin rests on her big bare breasts as you continue to stare at her with cute wide eyes.

“I need... I need...ahhhh” You let your voice lead into a girly moan as trail off again for dramatic effect.