The Strip-Club

“So what is it you want me to see?” you ask as Ishtar all but dragging you along by the arm.

“See what I’ve been working on!” the woman chirped as she led you down a set of stairs and you caught sight of the new club. The main feature of the club was a stage set at the back of it on a very well lit platform. Around it were circular platforms that almost looked like tables, and a cluster of chairs made up the space between the almost randomly placed platforms and the stage. Tucked into one corner was a bar with a door that led downstairs to what you assumed was some type of wine cellar.

Of course, you then noticed the sconces on the walls and the braziers that were lighting up the place. They all had a radiant blue flame licking away happily, casting various parts of the club in soft blue and white light. You wondered why the lighting seemed to be centered around the stage and the platforms for a moment, before turning your attention to the dozen or so women gathered around the stage in various states of undress.

“The place is certainly amazing” you comment, nodding in approval and then nodding again as you caught sight of a woman leaning on one of the platforms with her arse facing you. She was wearing a garment that blocked your view of her snatch, but she had a nice arse anyway.

“Yeah, took some planning to figure out how I wanted everything laid out” Ishtar gushed as she skipped into the club proper.

“Is there a reason for the odd lighting?” you ask, frowning as you try to think of ways to make fire blue.

“Hmm? Oh yes, that’s so the girls can ignore the crowds more easily” Ishtar replied, apparently taking your question to mean the positioning and not the colouring.

“How does the light help them ignore the crowds?” you ask with a frown as you try to work it out. You could, after all, see the stage in perfect clarity.

“Because the light washes over the stage so well that the girl can barely see the crowd right in front of her” Ishtar told you. By now the other girls had noticed your arrival and you got a better look at what they were wearing. Apparently the typical dress code for Ishtar’s girls was a white sleeved gown that was buttoned up at the front. The girls not wearing their gowns done up gave you a good look at what was underneath. This consisted of a garment that looked like a silken breechcloth which very thoroughly covered their arse and snatch when they were standing upright. For a top, they wore some kind of silken bikini. The bikini consisted of about a hand’s worth of silk on each boob, forming a triangle as the fabric tapered to a ribbon which went up and around the girl’s neck. A silken cord was then pushed through a tunnel made at the base of the triangles so the garment could be fastened from behind.

“I must say, you have quite the taste in clothing” you comment as you give the girls a good once over.

“I know a thing or two about enticing men” Ishtar purred, giving you a wink. Just then a woman came sauntering up to you. Her gown was undone, letting you see her lithe form as she approached, every step full of confidence. Her gait made her look like she was wearing high heels as her hips swayed with each step, dragging your eyes all over the place. The woman stopped in front of you and held out a goblet you hadn’t noticed before while giving you a look that said she’d happily have a taste of you. You take the goblet from the woman who gave you a seductive smirk before turning around and sashaying off once more.

“So it would seem” you comment idly as you take a sip of wine. Not that you knew that when you took the sip, it could have been anything at all.

“Well done Danica, that was perfect” Ishtar complimented with a cheerful clap “think you’re ready to do that without the gown on?” she asked and the now named Danica blushed and all her confidence melted away.

“Uhh umm I mean uhh . . .” the girl stammered, reflexively buttoning up her gown and hugging herself.

“I’m even more impressed you managed to get her to be so confident looking” you say quietly in the hopes that you don’t mess up the poor girl’s confidence any more.

“I don’t think she’s ready . . . but she’s getting there” Ishtar murmured back to you smiling softly as a pair of the other girls materialised beside Danica and began consoling the girl with lots of ‘you’ll get there’ comments and rubbing her back.

“I’m guessing training your troops isn’t what you asked me down here for” you comment idly as you sip your wine.

“That it isn’t” Ishtar replied, turning and making for one of the seats in a darker corner of the room. The two of you sit down, facing each other while Ishtar sighs and rolls her shoulders. “I wanted you here so I could see if I couldn’t wring some music out of you” the minx told you, eyes locking on yours. “I went and spoke to Artemis after our little stint at the bathhouse, she mentioned you were from the future . . . sorta” Ishtar told you and you sighed.

“You want to see if there’s any future music that can help with the club” you say. It was a statement but Ishtar nodded anyway. It was at this moment that another woman sauntered up to you, this time not wearing a gown and looking for all the world as a confident succubus. The woman reached over you to place a goblet on a table next to Ishtar, making sure you were able to get a good look at her creamy boobs as they got close enough for you to motorboat. The woman smirked as she set the goblet down, shaking her shoulders a little to make her boobs jiggle before straightening up, twisting around and sashaying off, flicking her hips as she does so as to provide a tantalizing tease of her arse.

“Much better” Ishtar sighs, sipping her drink. You raise an eyebrow at her. “Hmm? Oh right, she’s a whore, plain and simple” Ishtar told you and you stifled a bark of laughter somehow. “She took to the training like a fish to water” Ishtar added “surprisingly never had sex with a woman before . . . that was fun to correct” she added again, giving a fond expression as she reminisced on her proclivities. “But anyway, music” Ishtar said, eyes returning to yours.

“Well, I can think of a few instruments that might be doable” you mused thoughtfully. Honestly, only really jazz or techno works from what you’ve experienced, but maybe the goddess of sex and parties might be able to cobble something together. “Here, it has a repository of every musical instrument known to humanity by the time I left the modern day” you say, conjuring a touchscreen tablet. Ishtar frowned as she looked at the device before pushing the only button on the tablet and blinking as it lit up. “Use your finger to make the screen move or tap one of the pictures to see videos and hear songs” you instruct and Ishtar does so, her mouth slightly open in a perpetual state of ‘fish out of water’. Finally, the minx picks something and the drowning sound of a Hurdy Gurdy starts blasting from the tablet. You blink a couple times before lowering the volume on the tablet a bit.

“I’m going to need to sit with this for a while” Ishtar said with a very distant sounding voice.

“No need to do that now” you comment as you take a sip of your wine. “It’s not going to vanish on you, and if it does just come find me and I’ll give you a new one” you tell her. Ishtar blinks a couple times before gingerly setting the tablet down on the table and taking a sip of her wine.

“Is that . . . tablet . . . common where you came from?” Ishtar asks, eyes flicking up to meet yours.

“Yup, they were even sometimes given out for free” you reply, remembering how universities, and even some schools would just hand them out to staff and students like they were going out of style.

“Must have been a . . . must have been a great time to be alive” Ishtar mused, sipping her wine.

“It had its ups and downs, all eras do” you comment and Ishtar nodded, looking away thoughtfully. Then her eyes flicked up to meet yours and you saw something behind them.

“Solus?” Ishtar asked. You blinked.

“Yes?” you reply with a frown.

“I want to make love to you” she tells you softly. You blink a few times in surprise.

“Haven’t we already?” you ask with a few more blinks. Ishtar waves her hand dismissively.

“We’ve had sex” she tells you “I want to make love” she adds, taking another sip of her wine. “With you specifically” she added, her eyes finding a spot on the ground somewhere to your left before flicking back up to meet yours. She then sets her wine down and folds her hands in her lap and waits patiently for your answer.