Sadie dances the date to a close

I follow Louis over to the Dance Dance Revolution machine. When it comes in to view, I have to admit that while I’ve seen it in many arcades and even watched some people playing it, I’ve never actually tried it myself. Pulling my phone out I start to pull up information on the game. When I hear Louis say “Come on BabyGirl, I’ll go easy on you!” I hold up a finger and shake my head without taking my eyes off my screen.

I try to keep a flirty tone as I respond “Nope. I haven’t played this before. I assume you have, so any competition, like, wouldn’t be fair. Whatever though, I’ll still beat you, just give me five minutes of research and one game to practice. Then I’ll, like, dance the night away with you!”

I read up on the basic premise and see that it’s the type of game that I actually like. Easy to do, hard to master. I quickly figure that if Louis has any time on the game, he’s going to beat me. Not only am I less than the most coordinated person around, jumping around in these heels and not breaking my ankle will be a major accomplishment. After I’m satisfied with what I’ve learned I slip my pink iPhone into my purse and jump up onto the platform.

“Okay, like, one round.”

Louis sets me up on a beginner set that he says will be easy for me to learn, with each round getting more difficult. Once the crazy anime style music starts, I follow the arrows as they come across the screen while remembering what the online tutorials said. Simple things like not keeping my feet in the center was easy enough and I almost aced the first round. The second round was more difficult as I had to move my legs quite a bit faster, but it almost felt… right? My skirt had been fairly constricting most of the night but now I could kick my legs out a little more knowing that the skirt would keep my feet in range of the dance pads. For the second round I was only one step away from perfect.

My spirits started to rise. Maybe this is one of those games where I had a natural ability. Where all the things that I thought would hold me back were going to make me excel. The third round, however, put me back in my place. This was the first song that made me jump. I’d almost forgotten about the plug but as I jumped and landed and felt it push deeper into me, deeper even than when I was sitting on it, I let out a groan and missed three steps as I had to completely refocus on the moment. Frighteningly it didn’t hurt at all. In fact, it was quite the opposite.

Having the plug push into me felt really good and had me throbbing against my panties.

When it was all said and done, I was satisfied that I knew enough of the game to play and at least not embarrass myself. Flipping my hair back I smiled at Louis and nodded. When he held up a finger to me then walked away, I was confused for a moment. When he returned with Chris, Rob, and their group of friends, I saw why he went to find an audience. Chris was wearing the glasses and looking between Louis and me.

Louis joined me up on the platform and leaned into me, saying quietly “I didn’t want the stream to just be the screen in front of me jumping around. I figured you’d given Chris quite the prize before and he owed us so he’s the camera man for now.”

Turning around to look at Chris and the audience I say “Okays boys, now you get to see me dance Prince Louis here to the ****. Winner takes all!” I even went so far as to raise my arm up high and kick one knee out in a cheerleader style pose before turning back to the screen.

If I felt more confident in the game, I probably would have focused on winning. On being perfect to get the best possible score. But as the music started and the easy rhythm steps started, I decided that this was for the audience. I couldn’t win if Louis had experience, so why not make it a show. Like the tutorial video, I made sure to put more than my feet into it. I shimmied back and forth. I pulled my arms up and made actual dance moves. I even clapped my hands in time with the beat on several occasions, laughing as everything faded away and for the first time tonight, I actually started to enjoy myself.

The second round re-introduced the jumping and reminded me of the plug again. Instead of shying away, I leaned into it. I let the bursts of pleasure from the plug move into the other dance moves. Crouching down pushed it in. Shimmying more side to side made it wiggle in just the right way. Bouncing on my heels between steps made it feel magical.

At the end of the third round, I was breathing hard but was honestly happy. Leaning back against the bar I looked over at Louis and saw that he too was leaning back, but not breathing hard at all. Just as I was going to look at the scores and ask him why he was so calm, I saw them. All of them. Chris, Rob, and his group were there of course, but it looked like everybody in the arcade was there looking at us. No, that isn’t right. They were looking at me. And then they started to clap and applause.

As the blush started to creep up on my cheeks Louis put his hand around my waist and pulled me in close as he looked down at Chris and addressed the audience. “Well, if you missed that part, be sure to back up and watch it. Hell, I wouldn’t blame you if you watched it on repeat for a while, right guys? As you saw, I got distracted in that second round when I glanced over at Princess here and saw that she’d been holding back. Not only did her three perfect rounds crush me, she looked like a pro dancer bouncing and bopping along. And if anybody doubted why I picked that outfit for her to wear, ya’ll know why now, right?”

As Louis was talking it came to me how that all must have looked. This tube top gave me almost no support and my breasts were swaying while simply walking, so what were they doing while I shook, shimmied, jumped and danced? I’m not even sure I wanted to see the replay of that. Seeing that I was uncomfortable, Louis gestured Chris over and pulled the glasses from his face. After thanking him for helping out and telling everybody they could follow me on my streams… not even advertising his own streams… Louis walked us out to the parking lot.

When we were standing under one of the lights Louis turned me so that I was facing him and then addressed the audience. “Okay everybody, that’s a night. Princess won the last game, but you don’t get to pick a task for me. Instead, Princess gets whatever she wants from me. And that’s gonna just be between us! I’ll see you tomorrow when I’ll show off that new controller and we’ll try some Super Rocket League. See you then!”

Even though my heart was beating a million times a minute and I still was lost in the fact that I’d flaunted my feminine sexuality far more than I ever intended to… and with an audience to boot… I still kick myself into gear and gave my own sign off. After giving my big kiss I say sweetly “Au revoir mes amours!”

With a touch to the arm of the glasses I assume Louis has turned off the stream as he pulls them off and folds them up. Staying in Princess mode though I smile and ask “I just want to make sure, those are like off now, right? It’s just us and not thousands of your followers?”

Louis laughs and puts his hands on my shoulders. “Hey Sadie, yeah, it’s off. It’s just us. And don’t call them my followers now. After tonight I think I’ll be lucky to ever get them back to my channel. They’re your followers now!”

The change of gears is sudden for me. The humiliation, the indignity, the embarrassment, and the anger of having to act like that ditzy bimbo all night. Not just in front of Louis and an online audience, but in public. In front of the coffee shop staff, in front of the bus passengers, in front of all the people in the arcade. Of kissing Chris, of getting kissed by Louis, neither of which I would do as Nick or even as Sadie. Of getting stuck in the moment and dancing and flaunting off myself as some kind of sex object for all the people to ogle over. These feelings all washed over me and completely erased all hints at ‘Princess BabyDoll’ and almost completely took ‘Sadie’ with them.

I’d heard the term before, but this was the first time I’d ever slapped the smile off someone. I hit Louis’ cheek with the palm of my hand hard enough to actually rock his head to the side. Letting go of me he stepped back and held his hands up. This wasn’t a fun, tongue in cheek, mock fear of getting hit by the pretty girl… he seemed honestly concerned that I was going to hit him again. “Sadie, hold on! Wait!! I’m sorry! What did I do!?”

The fact that he had to ask that question made me step toward him raising my hand again. Only Louis backing up two steps to my one kept me from hitting him. “What did you do? You mean you didn’t think that ambushing me with a live DATE would possibly upset me?”

I could feel myself coming down. While the anger and embarrassment were still flowing in me, just hearing my own feminine voice took the anger’s edge away. For a moment there I was my old self, I was Nick. But Sadie was quickly creeping back in. “Damn it Louis, you KNOW I had trouble being that flirty and fun and sexy online in front of an audience. What exactly made you think that I was going to be comfortable doing it in PUBLIC!!”

I could see understanding wash over Louis as his face went from hurt and pained to concerned. “Oh Sadie, I’m sorry! Honestly, I didn’t think of that. You’d done so well on your streams that I’d forgotten about you being shy. Hell, I thought maybe the shyness was the act. And if you were uncomfortable, why didn’t you tell me? Did you think I wanted to hurt you?”

Turning around, as I didn’t want Louis to see me tearing up from my emotions flip flopping between rage and self-consciousness, I crossed my arms under my breasts and said “I didn’t say anything because you had me on camera. What was I going to say to your audience that didn’t ruin what little reputation I had and make you look bad? ‘Oh hey Louis, please don’t film me as I’m just a shy girl and feel awkward going out with a guy like you’? And when was I going to say that? I didn’t know I was being filmed at first and there was no break after I found out. I mean Jesus Louis, didn’t you even notice how I wasn’t acting like my Princess self at first? How I only started acting ditzy when you told me I was being streamed live?”

I couldn’t stop them anymore and felt the tears rolling down my face. Wiping at them before the completely ruined my makeup I was surprised when I felt Louis standing behind me and gently rubbing my back. “Sadie, I swear, I’m so sorry for this. This is all my fault, and I can see I really hurt you. I promise, I’ll do anything to make it up. For now, let’s call it a night and get you home.”

While Louis called up a ride share, I pulled my mirror out and fixed up my makeup. I could see that Louis wanted to do something more… maybe hug me? Maybe hold my hand? Maybe talk more?... but he stood silently by me and didn’t invade my space or interrupt my silence. When the car arrived and I slid into the back seat, I realized he was about to find out exactly where I lived. All kinds of relief came over me though when he peaked in and handed the driver two folded one-hundred-dollar bills. “Hey, I know this looks bad on the app, but I want you to take her home and I don’t want it showing up for me. Can you do that?”

The driver took the cash, turned off his driver app, and said he was sure this would cover any drive. Knowing that the ride would cost about twenty dollars and probably made the driver around fifteen made me think that he’d be ecstatic with the $185 ‘tip’.

Louis turned to me and said “Again, I’m sorry Sadie. Sometime, somehow, let me make this up to you. You say what you want, and I’ll make it happen.”

Without letting me respond Louis stood up, closed the door, and started walking back to the bus stop. After telling the driver where I wanted to go, he drove off, officially ending my first date with Louis.