First Night
by Darker
I was very excited when I meat Nina in a nightclub, and she told me that she had run away from home to try her luck in the big city. I asked her if she wanted a job, and she immediately accepted. You see, I work at the Gentlemen’s Club, one of the most prestigious strip clubs in the city. I was really offering this girl a break and she knew it. She was cute, pale skin, only 18 years old and with a Goth style that I found both intimidating and innocent at the same time. I was convinced that she would be a hit at the club.
She agreed to start already that same night. She hadn’t found a room yet, so I offered her one of the small bedrooms in the club, just as a temporary solution. Then I helped her pick out some clothes for her show – clothes was pretty much all she had taken with her from her parents house, and she kept it all in a huge, bulky, black suitcase.
“I’m so happy that you’re helping me, Susan.” Nina said as we walked down the corridor towards the stage. “I don’t know where I would have ended up tonight, if I hadn’t met you. I’m so lucky!”
“Yes you are, girlfriend.” I said and gave her a warm smile – I was beginning to like her - a lot. “Now you just go and do a great show, and I’ll convince our manager that he has to hire you permanently.”
“I will.” She giggled and walked through the curtain with all the confidence of a coming star – it was hard to tell that she had just come in on the morning train!
I stood behind the curtain, looking out through a small crack and saw her dance. I loved the way she moved. She was graceful, yet childishly clumsy, and her pale skin almost shone under the bright light of the projectors. Unfortunately the club was almost empty, but maybe that was all right – it would give her a chance to get comfortable, without too many eyes staring at her.
I was so absorbed by Nina’s beautiful dance that I didn’t even notice the three gentlemen entering the club. Only when they sat down right in front of the stage did I recognise Mr. D and his two goons. I felt a chill run through me. Those guys give me the creeps. Mr. D is a criminal, the worst kind, and his goons are known to be cruel and ruthless. Unfortunately Mr. D owns the club, so all of us girls are supposed to be nice to him – and we are, of course, because we don’t want to loose our jobs… or worse.
Mr. D looked up at Nina and he smiled. He is a middle aged man, black hair with gray streaks, a wide jaw and chiselled lines. It is very rare to see him smile. I have only seen him smile once before, and that was the first time I socked his cock, right after I had given him a very special lap dance - compliments of the club, of course.
Nina kept on dancing and dancing, with all the energy of a teenager, but she was slowly beginning to worry me. She was keeping all of her clothes on! She wasn’t stripping, she was just doing an erotic dance, and I could see on Mr. D’s face that he was getting bored. I had to help her. Mr. D can get very nasty when he’s bored. I took a deep breath and entered the stage.
I had never danced with Nina before, and she probably wasn’t even expecting me on the stage, but she responded very positively to my presence. Mr. D looked very positively surprised to see me – almost delighted, if that is at all possible for him.
Nina danced like a true pro. She quickly adapted to my rhythm and style. She didn’t mind that I rubbed against her – hell, I even think she got a little nit excited. She sure danced like a horny pussycat.
“I’m going to grab your boobs, Nina.” I whispered while bending down close behind her. “You don’t mind, do you?”
“No, please do!” Nina moaned. “Do whatever you like. I love this! I’ve never felt so sexy in my life!”
I grabbed her. Her small, young tits felt wonderfully firm beneath her thin, tight top. She reached up and touched me too, and for a moment I forgot all about Mr. D and his goons. She felt so wonderful, she smelled so wonderful, and she danced so wonderful!
For several minutes we danced, touched, kissed; enjoying each others moves and caresses in a dance that was more like an act of love. I hoped and prayed that she would stay, that our manager would hire her, that we would be close – that we would have a future together.
I was falling in love with her, I simply couldn’t help myself. She was so young and innocent, so fresh and beautiful, so optimistic and shiny; she was everything I needed in my life to feel whole again.
I was almost painful to feel the music fade, and know that our little show was coming to an end.
“Oh God, that was wonderful!” I whispered as we both bowed towards the small but enthusiastic audience. “I want to have another dance with you, but first I need to go see someone. You go and change, girlfriend. I will come and get you in your room.”
Nina giggled and ran towards the curtain. I took a deep breath and crawled down from the stage, right in front of Mr. D. Without a word I knelt down in front of his chair and grabbed his belt buckle. He pretended not to notice me, the bastard, instead he toasted with his goons. I opened his pants, pulled out his hard cock and took it in my mouth.
He didn’t even moan as he shot his warm, salty juice down my throat. He had his hands in my hair, pushing me down so I couldn’t pull away – like he always does. He didn’t let go of me before I had swallowed it all.
“How did you like the new girl? I found her myself.” I said when I had finally gotten back my breath. He spoke slowly and calmly, and in his usual strange, rasping voice. What he said filled me with both fear and sadness.
“Hi Susan, thank you so much for letting me dance at this club. It kicks fucking ass!” Nina beamed when I entered her room. She was sitting on the small fold-out bed. Her chest was naked and I noticed with a mix of sadness and excitement that she had the most delicious, pink nipples.
“Can you give me a hand with this necklace?” She asked and handed me a black leather strap with metal studs. It looked cool. It also looked like just the tool I needed to do what I had to do.
“Of course, Nina.” I replied and sat down behind her. She pulled away her hair to give me access to her pale, slender neck. Such a lovely neck, I thought and sighed. She had no idea what I was going to do with it. She had no idea what was going to happen.
“Sit still, Nina.” I said and wrapped the leather band around Nina’s slender neck. It seemed so impossible thin and vulnerable.
“Did you tale with anyone about letting me dance here regularly?” Nina asked, her voice full of innocent optimism. How could I tell her? My heart felt heavy and I had a hard knot in my throat.
“I’m sorry, Nina, but it didn’t fly.” I whispered and felt water well up in my eyes. I struggled hard not to cry. “And I’m truly sorry that I have to do this, Nina, but I have no choice.”
“What are you talking about? Hey, what… are…you… rrrr… rrrrrrgrr” Nina yelped, but I pulled the leather band tight around her neck before she could finish the sentence. Her young body stiffened and arched up, her head slammed back against my shoulder. Her right hand clawed at my neck, her left hand dug into my thigh. It had begun - her death struggle.
“I’m sorry it has to be this way, Nina, I truly am. Please be brave. It will be over in a few minutes.” I whispered, ignoring the pain in my neck and thigh. Just at that moment, Mr. D entered the room. He had one of his rare smiles on his stony face.
“Carry on. I just want to see the little bitch die.” He said, matter of fact, and sat down on the low dresser opposite to the bed.
“That’s our owner and best customer, Mr. D.” I whispered to Nina, who was struggling desperately for her young life. “He is the one who decided that you have to die.”
Mr. D. didn’t say a word; he just looked at both of us, apparently curious and intrigued by what he saw. He still had a smile on his lips, but it was a cold and heartless smile.
Nina had entered a state of panic, probably from the fear and pain of being unable to breathe. Her struggling was more laboured, more random and a lot less effective. She didn’t stand a chance. Her fight had already been lost. All I had to do was keep the leather band tight around her neck until she died. I just hoped and prayed that it would be quick. I couldn’t even begin to imagine the terror that the poor girl was feeling, but just the thought made my stomach turn.
Nina’s struggles grew ever more feeble, and her body started trembling in an uncontrolled way. Soon she was twitching and kicking like mad. Then her body stiffened, so tense that I could feel every muscle beneath her pale skin where her body pressed against me. Then her strength faded, her dead body collapsing in my lap.
“Beautiful, Susan. You did well. I’m proud of you, my girl.” Mr. D. said and stood up. “You have taken an important step today, Susan. You have killed for me. I reward all that take life in my name.”
“Thank you, Sir.” I said and smiled. He walked out the door. As soon as the door closed behind him, I collapsed on top of Nina’s still warm body and let my tears flow freely.
THE END
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