An hour had passed and our clients were starting to show up. Emma and Irene showed up already dressed up for the night and brought pizza and canned cocktails for us. The liquor here is top notch and is more expensive than my light bill, so we bring our own liquid courage before going on stage.
Candy and Emma are still getting used to working in the club, so they need a little liquid courage to help them through.
Emma is wearing an Eve in the garden of Eden inspired leaf bikini set under a flower robe, all of which she made herself.
Guess her degree in fashion is really paying off for her.
Irene got a special request for her rebel girl style, and wore a similar school girl attire to Yuna, but is wearing a more playful pink plaid skirt, a pastel type dye bra under a cropped bedazzled blazer with a white tie, and space buns for her matching pastel pink dyed hair.
The servers were already on the floor with the bartenders setting the tables, and the phlebotomists were in the back with all their tools set up for when they got our orders in.
With a slice of pepperoni pizza in my hand, I did a quick double take of my outfit for tonight. The corset pushed my boobs up to my neck, and the ruffles made my ass look just a tiny bit bigger, but that's not saying much since my ass is big to begin with.
My stiletto thigh high boots made me four inches taller and made my legs a mile long, which makes my curves stand out a little more.
Following my own advice, I tied my silver hair into a high ponytail, leaving my neck bare and lunar moth collarbone tattoo on full display. I also used some purple eyeshadow over the wings to match my color palette.
The colors really matched my stage name, ‘Ms. Nightshade' perfectly, and the fan I added to my burlesque inspired outfit ties it all together that much more.
Everyone has a stage name, but we cycle them out to match whatever style or guilty pleasures our clients want.
And since Tina told us we were having newcomers in tonight, we switched our aesthetics out for what was mostly requested.
The only thing I was missing was my feathered lined black robe and my mask.
To ensure no one knows my real identity, I opted to wear a white glass mask that covered the lower half of my face with small purple flowers along the jawline, and black lips.
I kept my eyes on full display, showcasing the new pair of bright purple contacts I kept a steady supply for whenever the clients requested this look for me.
There was a knock at the door, followed by the entrance of our boss and owner of the Scarlet dream, Tina Rosin of the Asmoden vampire clan.
A clan that specializes in the art of seduction, hence the name.
She fits the absolute title of madam in her shiny louboutin heels, and maroon power dress suit and her black hair tied in a tight bun. Her aura comes from literal centuries of experience from running whorehouses, brothels, and burlesque theaters throughout the years.
She's the woman you don't wanna piss off if you wish to return here again, as a client or a worker.
“Alright girls!” She yelled that had us all stand upright at attention. “Tonight, we have newcomers here, all of which are expecting a good time and good show.”
She paced in front of us, examining all of our outfits for the night to ensure we aren't planning to expose more skin than she allows us to.
She eyes in on Emma who unfortunately got on Tina's radar in a bad way last weekend.
“I trust those leaves aren't falling tonight, Ms. Ivy?” she asked.
Emma stepped over the line last week when removed her bra on stage. She didn't flash her bare breasts, she simply left the stage with her back to the client's in a playful manner.
However, Tina didn't allow that type of nudity as she preferred things to stay ‘classy’ as she puts it, so the most we could get away with is the base layer. No g-strings, no shear panels, just no to anything that might expose our bare parts.
I guess it's her way of keeping this place different from other clubs.
“Yes ma’am.” Emma replied.
Tina stared at her another minute before turning her attention to me. She seemed pleased with my outfit for the night before reaching into her coat pocket and handing me something.
“I believe you know what to do.” She said to me before returning to her spot by the door. “Emma and Candy, you're on first. Irene, Yuna, you're after them, and Luci, you will be the last to start on stage. Am I clear?”
“Yes ma'am.” We all said in unison.
“Good. Now make any last minute changes you need.” She said, turning on her heel. “It's almost time.”
With the door fully closed, they all finally took a breath of relief.
“See, I told you that wasn't a good idea.” Yuna told Emma.
“I know, you were right.” She sheepishly said. “I just thought it would've gotten their attention a little more.”
“Well, at least she didn't throw you out.” I said to her, before turning her my way to straighten out her leaves a little. “But you're on thin ice now. Just remember the rules and you'll be fine.”
She took a deep breath and nodded.
Just like with the others, I added a little bit of blood to her outfit. The only difference is she didn't know it. She's new to knowing the secret of vampires and still doesn't understand everything yet, so I kept it a secret for now.
She's fairly popular, but she's also a college student, so hopefully that'll help her settle debts sooner and keep her vamp employer happy.
With the little time we had left, I examined the thing Tina handed me; a small switchblade which told me exactly what she wanted me to do.
Must be some pretty big clients if she wants me to do the full bloodwhore act.