Dance, Dance Execution

Felicity was bouncing like an eager to please puppy when I entered the dressing room. She reminded me of a poodle white blonde curls, huge blue eyes, and even bigger tits. She was a bimbo that really played up to the stereotype of the dumb blonde. To be honest I would have probably put her out of her misery years ago by sucking her dry, but my charms simply did not work on women. No, if I wanted to do poor Felicity in I would have to get hands on, and I hated messy work. Besides she did have her uses. She would cover me when I was late, go shopping with me at a drop of a hat, and just ready to do anything I asked. She hugged me happy as a calm.

"Besty! I hope he didn't tell at you to much he seemed so mad!" Felicity said in that airy sweet voice of hers.

I just shrugged and rolled my eyes.

"I am use to it." I said smiling at her. A rude snort came from the other vanity. Rebecca sat there applying mascara and glaring at me through the mirror. She hated me with a passion usually reserved for ex's. I grinned at her which pissed her off more. She slammed down the bottle and whirled on me ready for a fight. There was a good reason for her dislike, she was physic not a very powerful one, but enough that I made her very uncomfortable. She had turned that discomfort into hostility. I enjoyed baiting her very much. Her being such a massive bitch made it very delightful to torment her. I strutted towards her and planted a kiss right on her lips. She raised her hand to slap me, but I dodged laughing walking off to the costumes. She didn't follow me. Rebecca was not the only pain in the ass I had to deal with on a daily basis Tara stood not far from where I was headed looking down her nose at me. She was a Diva so full of herself it radiated from every single fucking thing she did, even lacing up thigh high boots. Before I had wandered on to the scene she had been the number one star of the show the one every man with a pulse drooled like baboons over, but now she was playing second fiddle and it really pissed her off.

"Playing video games again?" She sneered eyes flashing with irritation " I had a boyfriend once that played those too much, I had to cut him loose."

"Oh ya, was that the one that blackened your eye, or the married one I lose track of the losers you date." I quipped back smiling like a cat with a canary. I had had millenniums for dealing with would be madonnas like her I was not impressed. Now Helene of Troy she had given me a real run for my money. She opened her mouth to say something else, but the intercom buzzed to life, and Allan's voice buzzed to life.

"Tara you have one minute to get your ass out here." He said loudly. Tara rolled her eyes at me, and tossed her golden locks over her shoulder strutting out the door. The cheeks of her ass exposed in the blue teddy the thong underneath covered nothing. I admit she was nice to look at, if she could keep that fat mouth shut that is.

I picked a nice black and red bustier, black lace thong, black thigh high stockings with garters, and black stilettos. My hair I put in a very high ponytail, so it hung down my back letting my exposed ass show to the world. We would all change several times throughout the night, but while someone was on stage the rest of us roamed the floor giving lap dances, refreshing drinks, and just flirting in general. It was fun, lust was my thing after all why wouldn't I enjoy it.

When it was my turn on the stage I had let all of my powers flood out in front of me. Every man was pressed so hard to the stage I would be surprised if they dented it. The pole rose to the ceiling, and I planned to use every inch of it. The lights where down very low. I pressed my back to it. The music pulsed to life, and so did the lights. I moved to the side putting one leg far far over my head like I was doing the splits standing up. I spun around the pole as if my body weighed nothing. I let my legs wrap around the pole, and I unzipped the front of the bustier flinging it back towards the curtain. The room was deafening with the roar of approval. I stood in front of the pole now squatting low. I flipped back upside down crawling my way back up the pole. I spun around it legs out to either side. I massaged my inner thigh with my free hand not touching anything that could get us in serious trouble, but hinting that I wanted to. Money sprung up like flowers after the rain hundreds of dollars just there if I would just come closer. I lowered myself to the ground, and crawled down the cat walk. Hands caressed me, and money was placed in nearly every available place in the tiny amount of clothing I had left. One man's eyes stood out, It was my current snack. His eyes watched me like a man starving, yup he didn't have long left to live.

Two AM is the best time for killing a man. It is also when I get off work, but there is a hush to the world that means only the sinners are still awake. The current sinner was writhing under me in pleasure. My lips where wrapped around his cock, and he was pumping himself into my face so hard that if I had been a human, and having to do stupid things like breathe I would have been very uncomfortable. He pulled out of my mouth with a wet slurp, and flung me onto the bed. He looked like he could barely stand up right, but he was fucking me like it was his last night on earth. He flung me on the bed making me get up on my hands and knees and plunged himself into me hard enough to make me moan. I like rough sex, I can take a lot of damage being immortal and all he seemed to want to test the limits tonight that or his natural defenses had shut down. Humans have limitations that they will not go past if they are sane. Most people will not fuck someone until they hurt themselves or make their own heart explode, but I turn off that little safety switch. He pumped breath going faster and faster and I began to feed. I pulled at his life force sucking it into myself. It was like the best candy in the world so very sticky sweet. He was clutching his chest suddenly eyes wide, but he didn't stop pumping we came together a mind blowing pleasure then he collapsed on the bed face blue.