Silvia teaches Hilda the finer points of dirty dancing

"No, like this!" Silvia says as she sashays around the stage. "You need to wiggle your hips more."

Hilda bites her lip as she watches the little drow shake her magnificent, meaty ass.

The two had spent their evenings practicing for several weeks now, and their mistresses were starting to grow impatient.

"Now you try," Silvia says as she turns back around, her cheeks blushing just a little when she sees the look of pure lust on Hilda's face.

"L-like this?" The bigger, clumsier woman says as she does a poor job of mimicking her friend.

"I..." Silvia says as she gets distracted by Hilda's boobs bouncing every which way. "...better." The drow says as she subconsciously rubs her thighs together.

"Can, can we try doing that other thing again?" Hilda asks, her face turning red as avoids directly saying she wants to watch Silvia twerk some more. "With... you know...?"

The human already knew perfectly well how to shake her booty, but she had been playing dumb for a few days now just so she'd have an excuse to watch Silvia some more.

"O-ok," Silvia says as her tummy fills with butterflies. "But only once you we finish our poll work, ok?"

"Fine..." Hilda says in defeat as she minces her way over to the second stripper pole.

The freshly waxed floor was a bit slippery, and the whole thing was only made worse by the absurdly tall high-heels they had to wear.

"Now, grab the pole and press yourself against it, like this..." Silvia demonstrates as Hilda awkwardly follows along. "Now wrap your legs around it..."

Hilda obeyed, wincing as the cold metal of her chastity belt pressed against her crotch. That had been a late addition by their new owners. A last-ditch effort to keep their slaves from getting distracted and having fun when they were supposed to be practicing or working.

Their owners kept telling them they'd each get to take their chastity belt off for their actual performance, which was gradually becoming a very compelling incentive for the horny slaves the longer they went without a release.

"Now let go with your with your hands," Silvia says as she dangles upside down from the stripper pole, her lovely, long silver hair perfectly framing her beautiful face.

Hilda obliges, her heart beating faster as she successfully performs the move.

"Perfect!" Silvia says with genuine emotion as she smiles at Hilda.

"I did it!" Hilda giggles like a kid learning to ride a bike for the first time.

She slowly slides down the pole, catching herself with her hands just as her owners walk in.

"That's very good," the drow says as she hops off her pole a bit more gracefully and then helps Hilda to her feet.

The two stare into each other's eyes as they run their hands over each other. Neither one has cum for days now.

Yallah and Maggalla look at their latest investment, each of them sporting a scowl. They had expected to put the two girls to work as strippers the same day they bought them, and this delay was proving to be quite costly.

"Enough of that!" Yallah barks, startling the two love-sick slut-slaves.

Silvia and Hilda scramble to stand at attention, each of them naked save for the heavy chastity belt wedged between their legs.

"Is she ready yet?" Maggalla asks, the irritation evident in her voice.

"W-well..." Silvia stammers, her ears drooping as she nervously twiddles her fingers. "I-I think..." Her knees are buckling as she wilts under her owners' gaze.

"Yes or no?" Yallah snaps. "Or do we need to cut our losses and sell her off?"

Hilda gasps in terror and starts to tremble at the thought.

Sure life here was crummy, but at least she had Silvia to keep her company. Granted, she wouldn't have ever even been in this predicament without her, but after weeks of mutual misery, the two had become quite close.

"She's ready!" Silvia blurts out. "D-don't sell her!"

"Then the two of you perform tonight," Maggalla declares. "And if you're wrong about her..."

Silvia gulps as she and Hilda both shake like leaves on a tree. Each one instinctively grabs the other's hand for comfort.

"The first show's in 3 hours," Yallah says as she and Maggalla both walk away. "Don't disappoint."

Hilda and Silvia turn to each other and hug, each one praying they'll be able to pull this off.