Christy's POV
The lustful gazes of the men that were watching my performance made me sick to my stomach but I had to continue dancing, not like I had a choice.
"Hey Christy, can I get a lap dance?" a potbellied middle aged man with hideous acne on his face asked while staring at my ass.
"Not interested" I replied without giving him a second glance.
I continued twirling my body until the music came to an end, signalling that my performance was over.
I rushed to the club's changing room where my best friend, Callie, was waiting for me.
"You killed it out there babe" Callie said with an excited voice.
"I don't see what is so good about her," Kara said with a sneer.
I don't really know what issue she has with me because she is always looking for every opportunity to be nasty and I always give her a befitting reply but today is a special day so I will let it slide this time.
"You might not see what is good about her but the clients sure do" Callie replied to her with a smirk.
"Oh please, the only thing you have are those plastic balls on your chest" Kara snorted.
I quickly held Callie back to prevent her from getting into a fight with Kara.
She hates it when people talk about the work she got done on her boobs.
"Just ignore her" I said while handing her a bottle of water.
"She isn't worthy of my anger, so what did you want to tell me?" She asked with a smile after taking a sip of the water.
"Mark is finally back" I said happily and she was also extremely happy for me.
"Hopefully he gets a good job and marries you" she said with a smile.
Just the thought of us getting married gave me butterflies and I couldn't wait for it to happen.
"So when are you going to see him?" She asked with a curious tone.
"Immediately I get off work today" I said happily.
I was about to start changing into the outfit for my next performance when the door was suddenly pushed open.
"Christy, follow me to room 10. A client booked you for a private performance" Ben, the personal assistant of Madam Collette, the owner of the club informed me with a stern expression.
"But I have always made it clear that I don't do private bookings" I said with a frown.
"The client paid directly to Madam Collette and she said you must attend to him" he said before walking out of the room without giving me a chance to say anything.
"You got a private booking and here you are, pretending to not want it" Kara said with a snort before leaving the room.
"Come on girl, just go and get it over with. The last thing you need now is an angry Madam Collette on your case" Callie advised before going out to perform.
I stared at myself in the mirror, apart from my eyes that couldn't hide my sadness, everything else was perfect.
With this look and figure, I knew I could achieve more than dancing in a club and being watched like a doll on display.
I took a deep breath and walked out of the dressing room.
On arriving at the door of room 10, I adjusted my emotions and put on a smile before pushing the door open.
My smile froze up when I saw the potbellied middle aged man from earlier, sitting on the couch and staring at me like a hungry wolf.
"I want a good sensual lap dance and I can pay you extra if you give me a good blow job," he said while staring at me, his eyes dripping with lust.
I stared at him with disgust, I would rather face Madam Collette's anger.
He seemed to have guessed my thoughts or he ran out of patience. He rushed towards me and before I could react, his hands were wrapped around my waist while he licked my neck.
I felt like throwing up but I had to free myself and get out of here.
"Okay, let's take things slow" I said with a soft voice and he released his hands.
"Let's go to the couch, I promise to give you an unforgettable blow job" I said with a submissive smile.
I led him back to the couch and he quickly started undoing his belt while I positioned myself in-between his legs.
His entire attention was on his belt, so I slowly reached for the empty bottle on the table and smashed it on his head.
"Ahhhh" he screamed in pain and I quickly made my way to the door.
"You bitch!" He yelled as he got up from the couch while holding his injured head.
I opened the door and bumped into Madam Collette and her assistant Ben.
"What happened?" She asked me with a frown but I didn't say anything.
"I am going to kill you" the man's angry voice came from behind me and I quickly hid behind Ben.
"That's enough, stop making so much noise" Madam Collette yelled at him angrily.
"What do you mean by that? I paid for a private session but this little bitch refused to perform and also had the guts to injure me!" the man yelled in her face.
"You can go to the police station if you want justice," she said to him before walking away.
The man could only hiss and grind his teeth because going to the police wasn't an option.
His life could be ruined if people find out about his secret hobby.
"Go and change into your clothes. Everyone is already waiting in the bus outside" Ben said to me with an annoyed voice.
"Bus? I wasn't aware of any outing" I said with a frown.
"The last time I checked, you don't get to ask questions and just do as you are told" he said with a glare before hurrying away.
It took me a few minutes to change and get on the bus.
"Where are we going?" I asked Callie with a whisper but she just shook her head.
I sighed, as my plans to meet Mark might not be possible today.
Half an hour later, the bus arrived at a luxurious penthouse and Ben leads us into a room where we are to get changed.
A few minutes later, Madam Collette walked in to have one of her usual talks with us.
"Today's clients are very influential people, make sure to serve them well. I don't want to hear any complaints as this could be our one way ticket to even more wealthy clients.
Any money that is given to you must be accounted for, do not act smart with me because I have eyes everywhere.
Have I made myself clear?" She asked after giving us a sound warning.
"Yes madam Collette" We chorused.
"Christy, I want to have a word with you" She said while staring at me.
I followed Madam Collete out with an expressionless face.
"Your father called and asked me to arrange a good job for you today as he needs urgent money" She said with a smile which made me angry.
I forced a smile while trying to hold back my anger " I gave him all the money I worked last week, maybe he should get a job and stop relying on his twenty years old daughter"
"What nonsense are you talking about? He is your father and he has a lot of responsibilities" Madam Collete said angrily.
"He is also the father of your daughter, Emily. I don't see her stripping to bring in money" I replied with a mocking tone.
"How dare you compare yourself to my precious daughter, you are not worth a strand of her hair" She said while glaring at me.
"You can think whatever you want, your father and I were clearly in love before your mother came in, so blame her for being a third party" she sneered before turning to leave.
"You were just his bed mate who deliberately got pregnant and threatened him with the child, you are nothing special" I said to her before walking away.
"You little slut!" She yelled from behind me.
I returned to the room where the other girls were waiting and sat down on the sofa.
"So, what did she say to you?" Callie asked me with a curious expression.
I smiled and replied nonchalantly "She said my father needs money"
"What a greedy bitch, she is always paying you peanuts with the excuse that your father needs the money while she is clearly spending it on her daughter" Callie said angrily.
"Don't stress yourself over it, I'm used to it now" I said with a tired smile.
Callie was about to say something when Madam Collete walked in with her assistant, Ben.
"I want to assign everyone to their roles before leaving" she said expressionlessly.
"Christy will be in charge of entertaining the main guest, that's the person for whom the party is being held. The rest of you should make sure that the other guests are comfortable"
"Why does she always get the good clients"
"This is clearly favouritism"
As soon as Madam Collete announced the arrangement, some of the other girls were not pleased and started complaining while glaring at me.
I just looked at them lazily " if you want it, you can have it. I don't care"
"Kara, are you trying to oppose me? Don't forget that your mother is still waiting for the money for her treatment" Madam Collete threatened.
"I am very sorry madam Collete" kara quickly apologized with her head bowed but the hatred in her eyes couldn't be hidden as she continued glaring at me from the corner of her eyes.
"Now get dressed quickly, remember to show more skin, only your boobs and pussy should be covered" Madam Collete instructed before leaving.
"Yes Madam!" We chorused.
We quickly started dressing, the pants and bras that were given to us were extremely small and barely covered our private parts.
"They should have just told us to dance naked, instead of wasting money on this," I said after putting on my own pair.
"I feel so exposed," Callie said while looking at herself in the mirror. Her boobs were quite big and the little bra only covered her nipples.
"Thank God for us that stayed natural and too bad for those that got implants" Kara said with a mocking tone.
"Just ignore her" I said to Callie who was on the verge of having an outburst.
We stood in a straight line, with me in front, as we waited to be called into the room.
Few minutes later, the door was opened from the outside and a handsome young man in a suit came in.
"Hello ladies" he greeted with a polite smile.
"Hi!" We replied.
"Please make your way to the next room, the masters are waiting" he said while making a gesture for us to leave the room.
We entered the designated room and came face to face with five extremely handsome men.
Each one had his own temperament and aura, but the one sitting in the middle was like a king among them.