About as she expected it would.

Vixxen's interview took place in the manager's office and of course, it involved a "private dance". The manager put on some music and locked his door, and then had a seat on his sofa and told her to start dancing. He then took off his slacks and dress shirt and sat in only boxers and a white shirt.

"Fuck me" Vixxen thought. What sort of interview was this? The manager was named James and was not a big man. Maybe 5'7", slight build, Vixxen was not impressed. Without heels she was taller than this guy, in her heels he was six inches shorter than she was.

She asked James a question, "This is new to me, what am I supposed to do? What is allowed? What isn't?" As she said this she started swaying with the music.

"Just dance sweetie," he said, "when you get into a lap dance you are going to make a lot of physical contact, and the customers will make some in return. What you let them do is largely is up to you." James took in her beauty as he watched her dance. "You will rub your body on customers, and when you do they will sometimes touch that ass or maybe your tits." As he said this he reached out and placed a hand on her ass, and then gave it a slap.

Vixxen wiggled out of her tight dress as she danced for him. Once free of her restrictive dress, she showed off a little ballet and a little yoga, showing off flexibility that was the envy of many.

The manager James was as amazed as the first moment he saw her. He was not in general attracted to black women, but the beauty of her face and the perfection of her body was something he would have hardly thought possible. His dick wasn't a big one, but it was at this point almost painfully hard.

"How did you manage to get in this sort of shape Vixxen?" James asked as she stripped off her bra. Her breasts were perfect, the best he had ever seen. And when she danced, her breasts moved with her, they did not seem stiff like so many enhanced breasts. "And holy fuck sweetie, those tits look real, how is that possible?"

"Boob job," she told him as she danced, "a good one". She kept dancing and squeezed her boobs, showing off the quality of her doctor's work.

At this point, he pulled her onto his lap, and he talked her through what she would do for a lapdance. "Now when you are in a lapdance honey, you grind on the customer like you are fucking them, you will be simulating sex." He said as he started moving her over him, his hands on her hips, grinding her against his hard cock inside his boxers. "You can use your mouth on their cocks outside of their pants, you can rub your tits on their faces. You have a lot of options.”

Vixxen ground on this man, knowing the kind of money that was possible. This was good money and fast money. She felt his hard dick and ground on it, rubbing her body tightly against him.

"You are going to feel a lot of dick honey," James continued. "Get them hard, keep them hard, get used to the feel." As he said this he pushed up into her, driving his hard dick against her. "That is money you feel right there baby, make men think you might let them put their dick in you and you will make good money. They will pay a lot just if they think you will fuck them.”

"You will run into bored housewives, and if you can get their clothing off it is a win for us. With chicks, you cater to their hidden inner dyke. All chicks have it in them." James said as he grabbed her ass with both hands. "Lick their boobs, eat some cunt, the rules are more grey with chicks and the men love it." He started guiding her over his cock with more ****.

"What the fuck is this? Do you think me a lesbian? A whore? " Vixxen asked as he kept a firm grip on her amazing ass. But he ignored her protest, nuzzling his face in her boobs as he guided her over him.

"This honey is a job interview." James said as he moved one hand from her ass to her boob, "And you are not applying for a job selling car insurance." As he said this he played with her nipple, then looked very closely at it, then beneath her breast.

"And every girl I have here fucks women, all dykes at least part of the time. Sometimes female customers, sometimes other dancers, I see bored housewives in the private rooms eat stripper pussy all the time. All chicks have some lesbian in them, and baby, and all strippers are whores, every single one."

‘What a piece of shit,’ Vixxen thought to herself.

"When you come to grips with that you will make more money. You suck a customer's dick and you will probably get $100 on the spot. You let four old white guys gangbang you in the VIP room, and you will end up going home with $2000 and a belly full of cum."

"I am not a fucking whore," Vixxen replied, visibly angry.

James looked at her, and then leaned down and sucked one of her nipples hard, maintaining eye contact. He sucked it long and hard, enjoying it, before letting her nipple out of his mouth and continuing.

"You are going to make a lot of money with your body, all but fuck men in lap dances." James said when he let her nipple go, "I have seen every bitch I have ever had here eat pussy, I have seen every one of them suck a dick at some point, fuck, they all sucked my dick. Come to grips with what the job is, strippers are whores Vixxen."

Vixxen scowled, but didn't respond, she wasn’t broke, but she wanted to be independent, and she didn’t have a way to get a good paying normal job.

"Where are the scars for the fake tits?" James asked, ignoring her anger. Vixxen had slowed the pace of grinding on him, but James had not stopped pulling her onto his hard cock and hadn't stopped playing with her boob. He was dry humping her, and working hard on her nipple with his fingers.

"Very small sir, in the armpit. You would barely find them if you knew where they were." Vixxen said, as she reluctantly started grinding on his lap again. He let go of her ass and held a boob in each hand. Squeezing, pinching the nipples, amazed at how real they felt.

"Well these are the best fake tits I have ever seen," he said as he put one in each hand and groped and squeezing them. He took turns sucking each nipple, marveling at the shape and texture. He spent a few minutes sucking her nipples, pulling hard on them with his lips and teeth.

James stopped and told her "On the floor, and at the tables, you won't be letting customers touch you, at least not out in the open. But you have other ways to earn your money." He guided her to her knees between his legs. "Put those tits on my dick and rub them on it." She did what he asked, like a titty fuck with no dick out, harmless for his dick barely starting to poke out of his boxers.

It was more for the motion involved. “Men love this Vixxen, even with their cock in their pants. Their wives and girlfriends don’t have big fake tits like yours. And they will imagine cumming on your face, they won’t be getting that at home either.”

He guided her through many other poses, how she could hang a leg over his shoulder, how she could simulate doggy style and reverse cowgirl. At this point, he was never out of contact with her, and when she was grinding on him simulating doggy style he gave her ass a smack. and was amazed that her ass didn't wiggle as most did when he did it.

"Jesus fucking Christ Vixxen, your ass is better than those fake tits," James said as he started squeezing and groping her ass. "This ass could be a real moneymaker for you if you put it to use baby." She felt the tip of his dick out of his boxers grinding into her doggy style, and he was pulling him into her hard.

In the next position, Vixxen was sitting on his lap facing away, and he stopped her grinding and pulled her back to lay against him. "Take a rest honey, we need to talk about private dances, the VIP room, and extras." As he spoke he ran his hands all over her body, pinching her nipples, and rubbing the outside of her legs.

"When you get into a private room, the bouncers will be nearby, and you can call them if needed. Yelling "hands" is enough. You take care of them, and I promise they will take care of you." She now felt his hand touch her pussy outside of her thong. Fuck.

As James finished, Vixxen asked him what that meant about favors. He smiled, "What do you think sweetie? You suck a bouncer’s dick here and there, and they will look out for you, and look the other way when needed.

Do them favors, sucking dick here and there for their friends and they will be your friend for life." Vixxen shuddered at the thought, wondering if there was any way to get a job she really wanted without having the dick she was sitting on in her mouth today.

"Favors for friends?" Vixxen asked him.

"We will get to that Vixxen, be patient," James said, still groping her nearly naked body. He now had two fingers rubbing her pussy, outside of her thong.

James continued "So in the private rooms you make the real money. That is where the dance becomes negotiable. As I said the bouncers won't bother you with it, but if you get caught fucking a cop you are on your own."

"Hold on sir." Vixxen started to respond but he stopped her.

"Nobody is going to make you fuck anyone, but if you want to suck a dick, or eat a chick's cunt go ahead. You make more money, and we get 50% of what you take in every night" She had turned to face him, still on his lap, and she swallowed nervously. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves honey, you can swallow later.

"Lastly the champagne room and favors. That is the VIP room, and men pay me really good money to have access." James said, seeming very proud of what they did. "That is where our strippers fuck each other for the high-end customer's entertainment, and where you fuck the special customers I choose."

Vixxen did not like where this was going, but James continued "It is the best money you can make, they are tired old geezers and they wear condoms. Not all the girls are requested, but you will be, I have no doubt." James continued, Vixxen did not like the sound of this. "Inside the VIPs pay me extra to send in one of my girls, the one of their choosing. And in front of everyone there, they do as they please with you."

"Pardon me?" Vixxen asked.

"Whatever they want honey," James responded. "Just get comfortable sucking a stranger's dick. You don’t have to work that room, I won’t **** you, but that is the best money, and the most sex.”

"Also the bouncers need favors sometimes, sometimes I do as well. Not for money, but sometimes I know a friend and I want to give him the night of his life on a birthday." James was really into this. He now had his cock out and was pulling Vixxen hard into him, grinding her against it.

"Sometimes a bouncer needs a hand with turning a girlfriend bi for a threesome. You will suck some dick on lonely men's birthdays, you will become friends with girlfriends and get them into pussy. It will be fun for everyone."

James continued, and as he did Vixxen slumped against him, disliking what lay ahead. He kept working his cock against her, it was pushing against her pussy hard over her thong. "Last month a bouncer hosted a poker game, and he had three strippers work it naked. Serving drinks, and by the night was over, a room full of cocks. I was there, the winner got all three, but in the end, we all had each of them, and they each swallowed some cum from all of us."

James stood up with her and dropped his boxers, exposing a less than imposing dick, maybe six inches long, and thin. "Drop the thong girl, it is time for the skills test portion of the interview," as he sat again in front of her.

She looked at his dick, she had quit working at Hooters to stop a guy from groping her, but this was a lot more money. It was worth a try, it was only sex.

She removed her thong. This wasn't what she wanted, but she did want the money. She turned and dropped to her knees, and looked up into his eyes, hoping he had some compassion. "This is just for the interview? You are going to wear a condom right?"

James laughed "You must be joking, not for a blowjob, you get to taste my dick. But nobody would actually fuck one of you whores without a condom, every time I fuck you I will wear one. Every time.”

“But know that every time you suck my dick you are going to taste my cock.”

“And every time you blow me, and every time I fuck you, you are getting a stomach full of cum."

"I am no whore, I am here for a job, not to fuck you,” Vixxen replied, wondering if there was a way to get the job but not to have to fuck this guy.

"Save it. I hire and fire Vixxen. I set the rules, I set the schedules." James replied, letting her know where she stood with him. "I enjoy fucking beautiful chicks, so yes every time I want that fine ass on this dick I will have it. And you will taste my cum pretty much every day."

Vixxen looked at him and started to reply, but he put his finger to her lips and moved her head down to his dick, where she hesitated, looking at his skinny dick.