erection and then to ejaculation in my mouth and in my face.
The guy would have fallen on his face, but he steadies himself with his hands on my shoulders. When I'm sure he's able to stand on his own, I get up and lead him to the bed.
I realize that I still have my nylons and my French bra on. The old guy paid for a nylon fuck I sit and remove my nylons, giving him the view of his life.
I then rip and run the nylons a bit and then write a special message. “For a rapist who took EVERYTHING, Princess Nocturne!”
The old guy’s ego is protected and he lays a very nice tip on me! I then stagger down the back corridor to the dressing room. I get cleaned up, but I'm exhausted. I tell the Stage manager, “I have had it for tonight!”
The Stage Manager tells me that I have to dance one more time.
There's no way out except to dance. What I do is put on the lady suit over the usual stuff, with no panties. I dance out onto the stage and flash my red pussy a few times for the customers. I tell them in a very young voice, “Look what you did to your little girl!” A few steps around the stage until the customers have had a look and I go back to the dressing room and collapse.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Let’s Get Ready!
A S TIME PASSES I continue to take dancing lessons from Judy and I learn to dance better. I also continue to learn to whore better. I don't really take lessons in whoring; I do it via the on the job training at The Pussycat Lounge. I may be in training, but I'm getting paid like an experienced professional!
I'm making a ton of money out of The Pussycat Lounge. However, I want to make even more. Thus, I begin to analyze my business model.
I'm getting the best tips of any girl in The Pussycat Lounge. I might be able to make a little more in tips, but only a little more. I have the highest fuck price of any girl in The Pussycat Lounge and I still get fucked more than any of the other girls. I might be able to get fucked more, but we get into a problem of endurance. Also, each time I get fucked, there's one less guy who has to wonder if I'm really worth the high price I get. I'm getting pretty close to limited out here.
I talk to Desiree about the problem and she tells me that, just as I suspected, I will get fucked less as time goes on and finally I'll either have to cut my price or move on.
Desiree then tells me, “The proper strategy here is for you to get more money per date.”
I tell her, “I already get the highest price of any of the girls at any of the Pussycat Lounge locations. How much more will the customers pay?”
Desiree tells me, “The Pussycat Lounge management sets your price, they're pretty good at that and you're getting all you can realistically get from walk in customers.” She then tells me, “The Pussycat Lounge also rents girls for private parties. The private party girls can get more for customer dates. In fact, the private party girls can get a lot more than the dancers here.”
Suddenly I see the path to my financial future! I ask Desiree, “OK, how I get to be a private party girl?”
To my surprise Desiree then asks me some questions that absolutely floor me. She wants to know how several local pro sports teams are doing and why?
I tell her, “Desiree, I have absolutely zero interest in sports, pro or otherwise.”
Desiree tells me, “The private party clients are often interested in sports. If Nocturne wants to sell her pussy for absolute top dollar, Nocturne better be able to talk sports to the guys.”
I see the point. After work, I begin to study sports and a few other items. It's like being back in school again, except now I basically get paid to study and, instead of text books I mainly use the local newspapers.
When I can convince Desiree that I have enough background knowledge, she schedules me for a private party. She also arranges for me to buy lunch for two of the private party
The guy would have fallen on his face, but he steadies himself with his hands on my shoulders. When I'm sure he's able to stand on his own, I get up and lead him to the bed.
I realize that I still have my nylons and my French bra on. The old guy paid for a nylon fuck I sit and remove my nylons, giving him the view of his life.
I then rip and run the nylons a bit and then write a special message. “For a rapist who took EVERYTHING, Princess Nocturne!”
The old guy’s ego is protected and he lays a very nice tip on me! I then stagger down the back corridor to the dressing room. I get cleaned up, but I'm exhausted. I tell the Stage manager, “I have had it for tonight!”
The Stage Manager tells me that I have to dance one more time.
There's no way out except to dance. What I do is put on the lady suit over the usual stuff, with no panties. I dance out onto the stage and flash my red pussy a few times for the customers. I tell them in a very young voice, “Look what you did to your little girl!” A few steps around the stage until the customers have had a look and I go back to the dressing room and collapse.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Let’s Get Ready!
A S TIME PASSES I continue to take dancing lessons from Judy and I learn to dance better. I also continue to learn to whore better. I don't really take lessons in whoring; I do it via the on the job training at The Pussycat Lounge. I may be in training, but I'm getting paid like an experienced professional!
I'm making a ton of money out of The Pussycat Lounge. However, I want to make even more. Thus, I begin to analyze my business model.
I'm getting the best tips of any girl in The Pussycat Lounge. I might be able to make a little more in tips, but only a little more. I have the highest fuck price of any girl in The Pussycat Lounge and I still get fucked more than any of the other girls. I might be able to get fucked more, but we get into a problem of endurance. Also, each time I get fucked, there's one less guy who has to wonder if I'm really worth the high price I get. I'm getting pretty close to limited out here.
I talk to Desiree about the problem and she tells me that, just as I suspected, I will get fucked less as time goes on and finally I'll either have to cut my price or move on.
Desiree then tells me, “The proper strategy here is for you to get more money per date.”
I tell her, “I already get the highest price of any of the girls at any of the Pussycat Lounge locations. How much more will the customers pay?”
Desiree tells me, “The Pussycat Lounge management sets your price, they're pretty good at that and you're getting all you can realistically get from walk in customers.” She then tells me, “The Pussycat Lounge also rents girls for private parties. The private party girls can get more for customer dates. In fact, the private party girls can get a lot more than the dancers here.”
Suddenly I see the path to my financial future! I ask Desiree, “OK, how I get to be a private party girl?”
To my surprise Desiree then asks me some questions that absolutely floor me. She wants to know how several local pro sports teams are doing and why?
I tell her, “Desiree, I have absolutely zero interest in sports, pro or otherwise.”
Desiree tells me, “The private party clients are often interested in sports. If Nocturne wants to sell her pussy for absolute top dollar, Nocturne better be able to talk sports to the guys.”
I see the point. After work, I begin to study sports and a few other items. It's like being back in school again, except now I basically get paid to study and, instead of text books I mainly use the local newspapers.
When I can convince Desiree that I have enough background knowledge, she schedules me for a private party. She also arranges for me to buy lunch for two of the private party
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