Masquerade (closed)

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“God damn it, that fucking slut Tiffany is such a flake,” Amber cursed and slammed her phone down on the dressing room table in front of her. Amber, known simply as “Red” to the customers in the strip club, looked over at Jasmine as she came into the dressing room. Their shift was just ending. Jasmine had only been dancing here for about a month, but Amber liked her quite a bit. She was a natural-born dancer, with a killer curvy body, great tits and ass, and she already had a number of loyal regulars. Being new, Amber hadn’t yet invited her to any of the lucrative private parties she often worked. Amber had two other girls coming along, but there were supposed to be four of them altogether.

“Heya Jazzy,” Amber called out, and beckoned her over. “You down to make some extra money tonight? Fucking Tiffany bailed on me last minute and I need another girl for a private party. It’s five hundred, and you keep all your tips. And these people like to throw their money around.”


Amber
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*****

On the other side of town, Tommy O’Brien was preparing for what he expected to be a very good night. One of his regular clients had invited him to a private event to supply the “party favors.” Tommy knew the crowd was young and wealthy and they partied hard, and they were eager to get their hands on a mysterious new party drug known as “Pixiedust.”

And Tommy was the only guy in town with a supply of the stuff. It was powerful stuff, and Tommy was friends with the chemist that had concocted it. He had tried it once when he’d first gotten his hands on it, and it was quite the experience. The headbuzz came on quick, like a cocaine rush, but it lasted. Then the body buzz spread through him, and when it got to his crotch, he got the most intense erection of his life. The sexual thoughts and desires dominated his mind. Every sensation was incredibly heightened. And the sex… well, that was beyond compare. An hour after taking the drug, he was barely able to think straight, his only desire being to fuck, and didn’t come down from the high for about four hours. It was incredible.

He also had his usual party stash, cocaine, ecstasy, and weed. Once he was all loaded up, he headed downtown to the party…
 
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Jasmine had just finished her set and made her way into the dressing spotting her friend and boss Amber getting frustrated on the phone. Tiffany had been one of the girls who had been working there at the strip club longer than her so sometimes, the girl felt like she could get away with a lot more.

Jasmine hadn’t been working at Red for too long and had really only been comfortable with the stripping Ooooh part. She’d only started this job to help pay for rent and put food on the table for herself. She had just finished college and finding a good paying job that you had experience in right after wasn’t exactly the easiest thing to do.

Of course stripping wasn’t a glam job either but the tips were really good and Jazz had a banging body. She was constantly dying her hair or putting on a wig to change up her persona which had its fun part to it. She’d also come up with her own stage name, Amethyst.

However, being invited to one of the private parties —that was big considering Jasmine was still new.

“Really?” She was stunned but she hadn’t thought she’d made the cut and probably wouldn’t have if Tiffany hadn’t flaked out but she could definitely use the money. “Sure, you know I’m always willing to help out Amber.”

And that was how she made it into this private party. Despite her stage name her hair was blonde tonight, she was trying to give herself a break from the chemicals so it didn’t damage her hair.

When she stepped inside of the place it was like walking into another world and Jasmine almost felt intimidated by it all. And since it was a masquerade to help protect the girls identities she was wearing a cute blue mask Amber had given her that Tiffany was supposed to wear that night with instructions to not take it off no matter how much a patron begged.
 
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When Tommy arrived at the party, it was just starting to really get going. This scene was way out of his league, and he knew he didn’t belong. It was being held in the penthouse suite of a luxury downtown high-rise, complete with expansive views of the city in all directions, a rooftop pool and hot tubs, open bar, and a dance floor with a DJ. It was dark, with flashing, pulsating lighting, like a night club. Tommy thought these kinds of places only existed in movies.

David found him as soon as he entered, and handed him a black mask. Everyone inside was wearing one. Tommy gave Dave his part of the stash. “Hey, when the strippers get here, make sure they each get a dose of that Pixiedust. On me,” he said. Tommy nodded, though he wasn’t sure how he’d spot the “strippers” when all the girls here were dressed in skimpy party outfits. He spent the next hour moving through the party, and it didn’t take long at all for him to sell all of his “party favors” save for the Pixie capsules for the strippers and his own personal stash, of course. He made a lot of money in a very short time, and now it was time to enjoy this soiree. The scenery was incredible, after all, and Tommy never wearied of watching hot young women move their bodies. He was curious to see how the Pixiedust would affect the party, as well. This was his first time selling the stuff.

*****

As the girls rode the elevator to the top floor penthouse of the luxury downtown apartment building, Amber handed out their masks. “Now, remember girls, this is a high scale event. Jasmine, you’ll be with me at the bar. Tara and Dani, you’ll be poolside. And remember, girls. Lap dances are a hundred bucks for twenty minutes. Blowjobs are two hundred, pussy is three, and anal is four. And most important, HAVE FUN!”
 
All four girls walked into the party with their masks on, Amber and Jasmine made their way to the bar just like she'd said in the car. Jasmine took a deep breath. She reaaaaally didn't want to fuck this one up. She was pretty good on the pole so it wasn't like she had low confidence in herself but portraying a fantasy and actually acting it out?

Two different things.

"You'll do fine." Amber insisted, "If you can do the poles, you'll do fine with this Just don't take off the mask. It takes away from the mystery. Plus you might get some psycho who starts stalking you. Just like at the club...Red." She pointed to herself, then back at her, "Amethyst."

She waved down the bartender and ordered them both margaritas. "And just have fun, stop looking so stressed out, it'll scare the patrons off..."

"Right, got it." Jasmine said grateful when the bartender handed them their drinks. She took a few gulps of her blue raspberry margarita.
 
Tommy was wandering around, trying to have a good time, but he was out of place in this party; he knew it, and everyone he encountered seemed to know it, too. Maybe his clothes weren’t nice enough. He didn’t know. He hadn’t taken his own dose of the Pixiedust yet, as he had been hoping to find a woman to share it with, but none of these rich bitches were worth his time.

Finally, David caught up with him. “Dude, the strippers are here! Come on!” The dude was way too excited, but Tommy could tell from his wide pupils that he was deep in the Pixie trip. Tommy followed along, first to the pool, where he met Tara and Dani, and slipped them their capsules. “It’s like X, but way stronger,” he told them, and their eyes lit up before swallowing down their doses. David then led Tommy to the bar, where Red and Amethyst were just getting warmed up. David beckoned them over, and introduced them to Tommy. “He’s got something special for you ladies,” he said. Tommy smirked as he slipped them each a capsule. Amber Red raised an eyebrow at first, but Tommy explained that it was just a more potent Ecstasy, at which point Red smiled brightly.

“Thank God,” she said, “that’ll make these people halfway bearable.” She turned to Jasmine Amethyst. “We don’t want to disappoint our host, now do we?” she said, winking at Jasmine and popping the capsule in her mouth.

Tommy, meanwhile, couldn’t take his eyes off Amethyst. Her body was just fucking perfect. “It’s really nice to meet you ladies,” he said.
 
Jasmine looked up from her drink as Amber now known as Red got super excited and two guys approached them. As the guy went into explanation of the drug, Jasmine pressed her lips together while Red took the pill without hesitation.

“Come on, Amethyst.” Red picked up the other pill and held it towards her mouth as if she was going to feed her. If this was like ecstasy like she was told, it wasn’t like Jasmine needed help getting horny. Plus the guy who was offering was pretty hot from what she could tell with him wearing a mask.

Drugs had never really been her thing though.

“Amethyst..” she said in a more stern voice,”open up bitch.” Red laughed as if she was joking but had a look that said don’t make me regret having brought you. Jasmine reminded herself that she needed money though and parted her lips as Amber slipped the pill in her mouth.

“So how long does it take for this pill to take effect?” Red asked as Jasmine smiled at the drug dealer.

“I’m pretty sure I didn’t need it if I’m with the right guy though...” Jasmine Amethyst said with a coy smile.
 
Tommy watched as Amethyst looked at the capsule with trepidation, before relenting and swallowing it down after some peer pressure from the other stripper.

“You should start feeling the buzz come on in about twenty minutes,” Tommy said to them, “and it’ll last a couple hours.” That last bit was a lie… it was more like four to five hours, but after an hour they’d be so lost in it, time wouldn’t have much meaning anymore.

“And nobody needs Pixie, really, to enjoy themselves. But it will make your experience with the right guy so much more… intense.”

He stepped closer to Amethyst. “So… are you girls just here to dance, or are you doing private lap dances too?” he asked her, his eyes grazing up and down her voluptuous body.

“Private sessions are after the first hour,” Red chimed in, smacking Amethyst on her firm round ass. “Now get up on that bar and dance with me, slut!”
 
“You should start feeling the buzz come on in about twenty minutes,”

Well, that sounded exciting. She took another sip of her margarita as she eyed the drug dealer. There was something certainly familiar about him. She couldn't place it, though. Wouldn't it be funny if they knew each other outside of this setting? It was probably a good thing that they had masks on.

Amethyst squealed when Red smacked her ass and pulled her up on the bar though she gave the drug dealer a grin before going out there after he asked about whether they were just dancing or doing lap dances.

AS music blared from the stereo both girls danced together, hands rubbing against each others body. Twenty minutes in, skin on skin touch felt almost electrifying.

"Having fun, yet?" Red purred. Amethyst grinned and nodded.
 
Tommy got himself a drink from the bar and found an empty tall table nearby with an excellent view of the dancers. While there were plenty of very attractive bodies running around this place, he kept being drawn back to Amethyst and her luscious curves.

And, he was quite curious to see how the Pixiedust would affect her. A group of guys had congregated around the dancers, cheering them on and tossing money at them for encouragement and appreciation of their risque moves.

As expected, about twenty minutes after taking the pill, Tommy began to feel the first effects. The slow building, heady high began to make its presence felt. It was a nice buzz, and slowly grew stronger in his head.

About twenty minutes later, the body tingles started. He noticed them first in his fingers and toes when he moved them, and it slowly started spreading to the rest of his body.

A pair of women in tight, shiny little minidresses stumbled by, barely holding each other up in their intoxicated state. One of them tripped, and Tommy reached out to catch her, just barely keeping her from falling face first to the ground. “Careful now,” he said, helping her find her feet.

“Hey, you’re the Pixie guy!” the other one said, and they both looked at him and brightened up.

“This stuff is amazing!” they said in tandem, their hands groping at each other. One of them kissed the other on the cheek, and then the neck, and she moaned in response.

“Do you have any coke?” the blonde asked. The brunette nodded hopefully. Tommy smirked, reaching into his pocket and producing his personal stash.

“I think I can spare a line for you two,” he said, opening the baggie and dumping a small pile out on the table.
 
As the time rolled on Jasmine could feel that drug she’d taken about twenty minutes earlier. She just needed to touch something, kiss something...fuck something.

Red —Amber pulled her into a kiss. Their tongue dueled for dominance and Red was quick to get the upper hand. As soon as the ended, some of the guy and even the girls hooted for them to keep going.

“Don’t look now Amethyst, but drug lord over there keeps eyeing you...” she squeezed her tits and kissed her neck. “He’s hot right?”

She nodded her head,”definitely not bad looking...” or from what she could tell with the mask on.

“You might wanna see what you can squeeze outta him...” she pinched her nipples through the short aqua blue dress she was wearing. Every touch that Red was putting on her seemed to be heightened 1000 times more just like the guy had said and it felt AMAZING so she couldn’t wait to see what else this drug could do. “Go make us some money, bitch.” She smacked her ass right before they climbed down off the table.
 
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