Frankie Ch. 7

Valerie

Part seven

Over the next few days I screened the want ads and circled a few for Susie’s opinion. Susie burst through the door and shoved a magazine, opened to the back, where she had circled an ad. It was a new strip club just opening and the ad was for a female impersonator.  It paid two hundred dollars per performance and the applicant was expected to perform four shows a night. “How do you like those bucks honey?” Susie smiled. “It’s a “Woman’ Club”.”  “It’s sort of like a “Gentleman’s club” but it caters to women and gays. I want to go see this also. Let’s go tonight and see what is involved and if nothing else, we’ll enjoy the show.” Susie said excitedly. We spent the next forty-five minutes making me look as feminine as possible. I wore my sheer pink chiffon blouse over a lacy pink bra. I put on my very short white pleated mini skater skirt over matching pink lace panties and nude thigh highs with four inch heels.

We arrived a half hour later at the new club. The parking lot was only half full but we ventured in anyway. There was a ten dollar cover charge to enter and Susie told the bouncer that I was applying to the job that was advertised and only gave him ten. It was very dark inside and I’d say more than half of the audience was female while maybe a third was decidedly gay. There was a male on stage wearing a little more than a G-string flexing his muscles and hoisting himself up on poles around the stage. He had countless dollar bills stuck into his tiny jock strap. We took a table and ordered some drinks. Susie told the waitress that I was here for the job advertised. Half way through out drink or twenty minutes a big burly guy approached our table and looked at both Susie and me and asked which of us was applying for the job. That was a good sign if he could not readily tell which of us the female impersonator was. I sheepishly raised my hand a little and he turned to me, “So you are the little lady. You had me fooled.” He asked if I could return tomorrow at ten to go over the skit with a few of the other actors. I told him okay and he told Susie that drinks were on him the rest of the evening and left. We stayed for about an hour and a half and watched in awe. The male strippers were actually quite good and Susie was totally into watching the men strutting their stuff which was bulging from their miniscule pouches. Ninety percent of the performances were of single males parading around for the entertainment of the ladies present. One or two acts involved two males who openly kissed and hugged one another much to the appreciation of the gay crowd.

I returned at ten dressed in another sexy outfit and sashayed into the club. The burly guy came over to greet me and introduced me to the other three guys as Fran. “Let me run through the skit so everyone understands what it is all about and then we can run it a few time to make sure we are all comfortable with it. It starts with Fran and Albert entering the stage, hand in hand, sort of like taking a walk on a date. The Russ and Mike creep up on the other side of the stage and attack Albert. A choreographed fight takes place where most of Albert’s clothes are torn off him before he pretends to go unconscious. Russ some of your clothes will also be lost in the scuffle. Mike I want you to leave the fighting to Russ after initially over powering Albert and turn your attention to Fran. I want you to hold her against the center pole and feel her up. Fran I want you to struggle. Your clothes will become somewhat disarrayed. Russ when you have subdued Albert I want you to join Mike and look over your prize. Mike I want you to hold Fran’s hands around behind the pole and Russ I want you to slowly unbutton Fran’s blouse. After you mash her breasts I want you to switch places with Mike. Mike I want you to come back in front of her and start trying to unfasten her skirt at the waist. Fran I want you to attempt to kick Mike in the balls while he is doing the skirt button and zipper. Mike you are to jump out of the way of the kick, take off your belt and lash her ankles to the pole. Now finish you job on the skirt and slide it down to her ankles. Run your hands up and down her legs. Do it on the outside first and then start doing it on the inside of her thighs. Now I want you to stand up and gently rub your fingers on her panty clad pussy. Fran while he is doing this I want a mixture of fear and escape coupled with a slow erotic turn on. Perhaps a little yelp of pleasure at certain touches he makes. Okay next I want Mike to switch with Russ. Russ I want you back at her breasts and then I want you to get her blouse completely off and on the ground. Russ I want you to sneer and slowly get on your knees and slip your fingers under her panty waistband and begin lowering panties very, very slowly. Fran I want you to react with fear knowing that they are about to rape you. I want you to struggle fiercely and break free from Mike’s grasp. As Mike attempts to grab you again you see a revolver sticking out of Mike’s waistband and grab it. Both Mike and Russ back away from you and you step out of the belt around you ankles and tell them to strip. They resist and you pull the hammer back on the revolver and they both start stripping.  Both Russ and Mike get down to their thongs and you tell them that it is not enough. When they have stripped completely you reach down and remove you panties to reveal you own male equipment and the lights go to black and you all gather your things and leave the stage. Well what do you think?” he said.

“Oh my gawd!” I blurted out. Russ added, “That’s hot” and Mike chimed in with “Holly shit I got a hard on just listening to you and we weren’t even doing it.”  The boss stood up and told us to follow him back stage where he showed us our costumes. “Please get dressed and we’ll run it a few times until you’ve got it smooth. It was one thing to listen to the story it was going to be something much different actually doing it. Albert and I started walking out on to the stage and a spot light illuminated us as soon as we entered. Russ and Mike eased up onto the stage at the far end in semi darkness. We took a few more steps and they attacked Albert ripping his clothes off in the process of subduing him. Albert fell to the stage clad only in his G-string. Mike grabbed me and held me against the pole and Russ came over and started playing with my breasts. The boss shouted out to Russ to be rougher. I looked into Russ’ eyes and saw that he was actually enjoying his role. The scene continued with Russ and Mike taking turns stripping me. When I pulled the revolver out and told them to strip both Mike and Russ seemed to change and began slowly stripping. The boss interrupted again and told them it wasn’t a strip show and for them to reluctantly take their clothes of under duress. When I pulled the hammer back they took off their remaining cover and stood there naked with their dicks swinging in the breeze. It was now my turn and I hesitated. The boss once again shouted to me “Do it defiantly. Take off your panties like a “Ha Ha, gotcha”.” I reached down and grabbed the waistband and pulled them down to reveal my true identity. The stage went black.

“Okay take five and come over here for some notes.” the boss instructed. We ran it again and it went a lot smoother because we had all seen each other completely and now it was just a matter of acting our parts. He told Albert that he wanted him on his back so that his body was exposed to the audience more. He told Albert and me not to anticipate the attack and to act very surprised. He told Russ and Mike to separate a little so that everyone in the audience could see everything they had to offer. He told me to breathe harder and get more upset with the potential rape. “Alright, one more time. Please take your places and begin.” he announced.  We ran it again and he said to be back at seven for and eight o’clock show.

I went home and told Susie all about the performance and she patiently waited until I had completely described the entire act. “That is fascinating. I’m going to call a few friends and see if they can come to your opening night.” Susie finally said. “I’m very nervous doing this in front of strangers. What if someone recognizes me? I’ll be mortified.” I whimpered. “You’ll be fine up there on stage and beside remember you face is all made up and you now have a cute hair style all very different then you were six months ago. You will be just fine. Please don’t worry.” She encouraged. I kissed her goodbye at six thirty and left for the club. Susie told me that five of her friends were going to meet her at the club and that Carrie and Ellen were driving over with Susie.

At about two minutes past eight the house lights were dimmed and the spot lite up where Albert and I entered the stage. There was no turning back now. Albert and I glanced at each other like star crossed lovers as we slowly crossed the stage. Suddenly Mike and Russ attacked while I watched in disbelief. Mike quickly pressed me up against the center pole and I fought to get free. Some women in the audience screamed. Albert was stripped and some women yelled for him to take it all off. When Russ started unbuttoning my blouse one woman murmured “Oh no!” When Mike slid my skirt down I heard some lesbians shouting to Mike to strip her. When I broke free of Mike and pointed the gun several women started to cheer my success. When I made the guys strip everyone was cheering. The gays wanted to see Mike and Russ naked, the women wanted to see the guys naked and everyone wanted to see me exercise revenge. When I pulled the panties off me and the spot intensified on my genitals there was absolute bedlam.
I was extremely nervous going out there on stage but once I felt the audience’s reaction I couldn’t wait to do it again. We went on again at nine, ten and midnight. I figured at two hundred a pop I could bring down over a hundred G’s in a year. After Friday night’s performance the boss told us he wanted to run a different skit next week and wanted us to come in at ten on Sunday to go over it.