I'll Do Whatever

I was shocked. I had hoped to start slow, but then a gentlemen's club is not exactly known for being overly gentle, right? Well, I don't want my inhibitions to get in the way, remember? Guess this is the first step. A forceful step at that, to be sure. Leaving hesitation to the wind, I said, "Sure, I understand. What she wants goes. Where can I start?"

She gave me a more though look than the quick, courtesy glance she gave shot my way before, and after a pause replied; "Brazen, are we? I like that. You either really like showing yourself off, or perhaps simply overconfident. We'll find out soon which one you are."

She paused speaking then, blowing out an exacerbated sigh before resuming, "You find the office the third door on the right, down the hall over there ... she points to an 'office door' by the bathrooms. I nodded in thanks and made mine to the office. I knocked at the foot, and I heard a female voice answer in a natural tone, "Yes, please come in. How can I help you?"

I am shocked. When I opened the door, I saw an attractive young woman, Not much older than myself. She was wearing a low-cut business shirt, with the sleeve removed at the shoulder, and it was tucked neatly into a pair of jean shorts, cut off just above the buttocks. Her voice becomes softer as she saw you walk in. "Oh, hello. well well, not every day have someone dressed like that stop by for a casual visit. I'm Vera, and what brings you by my Gentleman's establishment?" She asks politely.

I managed to resist the urge to ask what she doing running a Gentlemen's club and chose to cut straight to the point. I took care in choosing what I would say next, so that way to make the right impression before seeking up and replying, "Hey Vera, I'm Bridget. I just moved into the area, but I did not release just how high the prices are in the area. I'm looking for work to earn a little extra to cover the difference." I paused then, waiting to see how Vera would respond. I saw her eyelids rise up slightly before responding, 'Did you get told how things work here? That what I say goes?", she asks. I nodded, and she continues, "And you still want to work here? Interesting. Many of our staff are immigrants from other countries, rather than people who just cross state lines. But then, I can't exactly turn away willing help. Welcome work at the Atlantis Gentlemen's. Your official title is 'bargain whore' she says with some amusement. She looks to see if I was amused, and no matter how hard I tried, I soon found myself chuckling. "Bargain whore?" you ask. "That's right, and before you ask, yes, I did create the naming system. More fun that way than calling everyone a boring title like staff or something."

After a pause, she returns to more serious matters, "I expect you to work at least three nights a week plus Sundays from 1700 to close, plus most Saturdays starting at 9 Am until close. And just so you are aware, you may find yourself leaving with the clientele once we close most, if not, each night you work. Does any of this bother you?"

Not trusting myself to speak, I simply shook my hand no. She continued, saying "Good. Why don't we get you set up so we can get you busy right out the door. That way we can test how willing you are to perform, and we can go from there. She handed me a bikini top, latex g-string, a pair of 5" heels, and a skirt, 3" in length, to wear.

"For starters, change into these.", she commanded, waiting for me to change. once I finished changing she said "Good, Bridget, or shall I say from now on, my 'bargain whore'? Let's get you your first real experience in the adult entertainment industry.", as she leads me out the door and tells me to ...