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Bonnie ballerina	By : LouandRo Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 19855 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5: First night on the Job: Decadent Delight

The Rest of the Week passed rather quickly for Bonnie Rockwaller, and each of the next four days were basically the same. Get up, shower, go to school, have lunch with Tara, finish school for the day, head off to Cheerleader practice, Get told by Kim Possible what she was doing wrong in her cheerleading Routines, Finish practice, and then head over to Tara’s house, so the two girls could work on Bonnie’s Stripping Routine and Tara could even teach Bonnie a few new tricks she could incorporate into the show that Bonnie would perform. As each of the four days dragged on the two girls sort of became inseparable friends.

Thursday Rolled around and after school, and Cheerleading practice, both Tara and Bonnie went to Tara’s house. Of course when the girls got inside the house, Tara smiled warmly at her friend, and then put an arm around Bonnie’s shoulder. Bonnie was more focused on what she wanted to do. But Tara lead Bonnie to another part of the King’s Rather large house, as she opened the Door Bonnie gasped in surprise at the room before her. Then Bonnie looked at Tara. “You’re kidding…” Bonnie said as her mouth Dropped open.

Tara smiled as her friend marveled at what she saw; Tara’s parents had in fact spent the extra money and used one of the larger rooms in the house to build a combination Gym and Spa, complete with sauna.

Tara crossed her arms, and then smiled warmly, “So what do you think Bon?” Tara said casually as she leaned against the door jam. Bonnie was in utter shock as she looked at Tara. “You mean you had a Gym built for yourself?” Bonnie asked questioningly. Tara nodded. “Well not only for myself but for my brother as well.” Tara said, “Besides Mom and Dad knew that we would need to work out from time to time, and in fact that’s why they built it. And in fact they included one extra thing.” Tara said. With that she pointed over to a section of the room, and over near one edge was a rather tall 9 foot metal pole, and a set of Mirrors. Bonnie’s mouth dropped open yet again then spun around. “You mean?” Bonnie again asked.

Tara just nodded, “We put the Brass pole in about 2 years ago,” Tara said, “That way I could improve my upper body strength in Gym.”

“And what about the mirrors?” Bonnie asked.

“Well that way I could work out practicing my cheers in the quiet privacy of the gym with no interruptions.” Tara replied.

Bonnie turned and smiled said, and that’s not all ‘B’.” Tara said, as she went over into another corner of the room, and flipped on a switch. Suddenly the room was filled with music. And Bonnie was again amazed. Tara smiled however and said, “I even had dad hook up a sound system in the room and connect it to the stereo in the living room, that way I could practice and not be disturbed and Mom and Dad could have their privacy as well.” Tara said winking at Bonnie.

Bonnie then had yet another question. “‘T’,” Bonnie began, how can your family pay for all this?” Tara smiled and replied casually. “Well Mom’s an Administrative assistant for Dad’s Electronic and Computer Company. And well the pay is quite good, so Mom and Dad wanted the best for their kids.” Tara said looking at Bonnie. As Bonnie stood there, Tara moved closer to her friend, and smiled as she put her arms around Bonnie’s neck and smiled. “Just like I want my best friend to have the best things for her happiness.” With that Tara Kissed Bonnie softly and passionately, but as the broke the kiss, Tara then got a little bit serious. “Perhaps we should work on your routine some more, and in fact I’ll critique you ‘B’.” Tara said.

Bonnie was surprised. “So what are we waiting for?” Bonnie said, as she smiled and picked up her back which had her costume inside, “Let’s get to work.” Tara silently nodded, and smiled “So what do you want Bonnie in terms of music?”

Bonnie thought for a moment and then dug out a CD disk she kept in her traveling bag with her. She handed it to Tara and smiled. Go ahead and put this in the CD player in the living room then come back here and I’ll go change,” Bonnie said as she handed the girl the music disk. Tara just nodded and headed for the living room, while Bonnie went into the Gym’s nearby bathroom, to change out of her street clothes, and into her outfit she decided to wear the next night at the club.

As she looked in the mirror finishing putting on a little bit of blush and eyeliner, she smiled as she removed her wig, and looked at her short and sassy blond hair. Well time to put on a show stopping performance and wow the crowds. Bonnie thought to herself as she pulled off her pink tank top, and dropped her pink skirt to the bathroom floor.

In a few moments Bonnie was completely changed from a mean bitchy school girl to her alternate persona, complete with Thigh high red boots, a matching red vinyl skirt and a red corset, complete with removable vinyl bra, and even a red vinyl jacket. And as she looked at her self in the mirror, Bonnie Rockwaller smiled and thought to herself, when I step out of this bathroom, Bonnie’s gone, and Decadent Delight however, will be here.

With a final item she put on, which was a red vinyl biker girl’s hat, she then bent down and took out her cat of nine tails and smiled as she looked at herself in the full length mirror in front of her as she turned around to examine herself. .

I’m a nasty bitch aren’t I? Bonnie thought to herself smiling.

With that Bonnie Rockwaller, turned and walked towards the door, and opened it.

The following night at The Pink Kitty Cat Club, the room was packed with a lot of guys and even a few girls. But as bonnie stood there in the dressing room, she finished adjusting her make up, and smiled. It was then that another stripper spoke up. “So Decadence,” a Raven Haired Exotic Dancer said, “You look great. My name’s Xena.” The Tanned tall and muscular woman said to the newcomer. Xena was in fact wearing, old fashioned garb that looked right out of that old television show, Xena: Warrior Princess.

Bonnie smiled as she hugged her fellow ‘performer’ and was looking around, it was then another dancer spoke up a tall girl who was wearing a cowboy outfit “Hey where’s that other new girl Xena?” The girl asked.

Xena adjusted her hair and smiled, “You mean ‘Emerald Flame’, Dusty?” Xena shot back to the Cowgirl. “Yeah her,” Dusty replied. “Haven’t seen her,” Xena replied, “I hope she’s not running late, she’s right on right after Decadence here.”

Bonnie was puzzled, about this other new girl, “Excuse me Xena,” Bonnie said, “But who is this ‘Emerald Flame’ you refer to?”

Just then a door opened and a buxom raven haired beauty wearing long black gloves and a green Taffeta and silk dress entered the room. “Sorry I’m Late, Ladies,” the Woman said with a bit of an Italian-American accent, “But my bike broke down, and I had to hustle here just running the last few blocks.”

“No Problem, ‘Emerald’,” Xena said casually, you’re right on after the other new girl,” Tossing a thumb at Bonnie in her red vinyl bad girl outfit. Bonnie looked at the older woman before her.

‘Emerald’ was a bit taller then she was and rather buxom as Bonnie studied her, Bonnie could see that she also had a very pale olive complexion and in fact it was more like a light green then a pale olive. Bonnie had never really seen the woman before but smiled and extended her hand towards the newcomer, “Hi, I’m Decadence Delight.” Bonnie said.

The woman looked at the younger girl and just snorted, “Yeah whatever,” She said as she went over to her table and opened a small box, and pulled out a pair of Diamond studded earrings. She then put one on each ear and studied herself before pulling out of her small purse a tube of Lipstick and carefully applied a rather good amount to her full lips. The Black gloss lipstick shone a little as the woman finished adjusting her dress and looked at herself in the mirror.

Just then the music started and the MC decided to introduce the first act. Bonnie decided to head to stand just off stage as she realized she was the first new girl on the lineup. .

“Alright folks, Welcome to The Pink Kitty Cat Club, and I’m your MC, DJ Funkalot,” The black man said through the microphone as he stood at the booth at the far side of the club. “Tonight we got the usual show, plus a couple ‘newcomers’ here, and so let’s get this party started ol’ school yo!” With that DJ Funkalot hit the button and the music began to blare, as MC Funkalot introduced the first act.

Bonnie felt a little bit nervous, but took a deep breath and thought to herself, Bonnie’s not here, Decadent is.

DJ Funkalot spoke up, “Alright Guys and Girls, she’s red hot, and nasty and she wants you to try and resist her.”

Bonnie nervously gripped her cat of nine tails as she made sure she wasn’t out of place behind the curtain, she then heard Xena softly whisper to her from off stage,

“Break a leg, Girl.” Xena, said softly as both her and Dusty looked at the new dancer.

The MC Continued, “Let’s give a warm Kitty Cat Club welcome to our first new Dancer of the night, ‘Decadent Delight’!”

’Decadent Delight’ shot through the red theater curtain, as DJ Funkalot hit the button on the disco stand and as the music ‘Nasty Boys’ By Janet Jackson came on through the Club’s speakers.

*Gimme a Beat!*

From the audience came a number of catcalls and wolf whistles, as the audience eyed the young girl wearing a red hot vinyl biker girl outfit, complete with a biker girl hat and a cat of nine tails held above her head in both hands.

’Decadent then brought the whip down and lightly brushed the catwalk stage, before coming up straight holding the small whip in her right hand while she strutted down the catwalk towards the brass pole at the end, her hips swaying seductively in time with the music.

*Sittin’ in the movie show
Thinkin’ nasty thoughts*

As ‘Decadent Reached the end of the catwalk she quickly grabbed the brass pole with her left hand and started to spin around the pole, and as she quickly spun, she let the spin carry her down to the floor, Having her ending up in front of the pole with her posing for the audience.

* Better be a gentleman,*
*or you’ll turn me off. *

‘Decadent let the whip caress her body as she brought the small whip up the center of her jacket, and as it moved up she threw her head back and let the cool leather straps caress her soft neck

*That’s right, Lemme tell it*

‘Decadent then arched her back and let the small whip move down her body brushing against the red vinyl jacket. Just as she did, the Chorus of the song, started:

*Nasty, Nasty boys, don’t mean a thing*

With that Decadent let the cat of nine tails on the catwalk near the brass pole, and took off her red vinyl hat giving the audience a view of her short sassy blond hair. As she stood up she swayed her hips in time with the music.

*Oh you nasty boys!*

Decadent turned her back to the audience giving the crowd a view of her backside as she arched her back a bit and let the guys get a nice shot of her cleavage underneath the red vinyl biker girl jacket, as she shot the crowd a warm evil little smile.

*Nasty, Nasty boys, don’t ever change*

Decadent Delight then stood up and did another swing on the brass pole and two revolutions later ended up facing the crowd, smiling with her legs spread slightly apart. Some of the audience was still whistling and making cat calls.

Time to turn up the heat, Decadent thought to herself.

*Oh You Nasty boys!*

With that Decadent reached up and grasped the zipper and pulled it down quickly giving the audience a view of what she was wearing underneath, a red Leather corset, which slightly exposed her cleavage. Quickly Decadent Pulled off the Jacket and tossed it over her shoulder still smiling as she stood there with her red boots, Red Corset, and Red Skirt, still on.

*I don’t like no nasty girl,*

Decadent then turned and started to strut up the catwalk to the far end, and then she stopped again, legs spread apart slightly. She then bent over and as she did the crowd caught a glimpse of her face as she bent over.

*I don’t like Nasty Food*

Decadent then stood back up and looking over her right shoulder grinning an evil little smile, as she shot a wink to the audience behind her.

*The only nasty thing I like*

The audience was wondering what Decadent was going to do next, and then Decadent slipped her right hand between her slightly spread legs and grasped the back of the red vinyl skirt, still looking at the audience with an evil grin on her face. She continued to sway her hips in time to the music, still grasping the vinyl hem of the skirt.

* Is a nasty Groove*

Here goes nothing, thought Bonnie/Decadent as she fully grasped with her right hand the back of her red vinyl skirt.

*Will this one do?*

With that, Decadent yanked hard on the skirt and it tore away and slid smoothly between her legs exposing her smooth bare buttocks and sexy legs. Decadent was wearing a thin red thong bikini bottom.

*uh huh, I know…. Say…*

Decadent back flipped into a handstand then pushed off quickly, launching herself into the air with a half twist landing square on her feet, with her legs still spread apart, and she was smiling broadly to the crowd.

The audience went wild when she executed the move. Guys were hollering loudly and cheering. And Inside for the first time Bonnie Rockwaller, aka Decadent Delight got the approval she wanted, the approval she craved, the approval she needed.

*Nasty, Nasty boys, don’t mean a thing*

Bonnie/Decadent then did something the crowd didn’t expect. She dropped into a split with right boot extended before her and her left leg behind her. She bent forward and tugged the zipper down on the inside of the right boot, as she smiled.

*Oh you nasty boys!*

She then brought her left leg forward in a sweep and reversed the split and this time did the same thing with the zipper of the left boot, still smiling at the audience.

*Nasty, Nasty boys, don’t ever change

Decadent then planted both of her legs in front of her and lifted her lower body off the catwalk as she slid her right hand down her corset and as she grasped the front of the thong panties, she looked at the audience, and she closed her eyes and mouthed silently two words.

‘Fuck me’.

*Oh You Nasty boys!*

Decadent then tugged hard on the red thong panties and she held it in her right hand, the small string thong. As she opened her eyes and smiled at the audience.

The Crowd was being worked into a loud frenzy. And Bonnie/ Decadent loved it.

*Nasty, nasty boys, gimme a nasty groove*

Bonnie/Decadent tossed towards the back of the stage as she started to pump her hips up and down lifting them up off the catwalk and then back down again like she was being fucked by an imaginary person. She then sat up and spun a little to the left so that she was facing the audience and she smiled as she reached up to the top of the Corset and grasped the red vinyl bra that was attached to the corset.

*Nasty, nasty boys, let me see your body move.*

Bonnie/ Decadent quickly yanked hard on the red vinyl bra letting the vinyl garment tear away from the corset. As she stood up the breakaway bra was still in her right hand, giving the audience, a nice view of her pert round C-Cup breasts, and on each breast’ nipple was a nipple ring that was pierced through each nipple.

*I could learn to like this, listen up…*

The Crowd continued to cheer, and yell, some of the patrons began to toss money up on the stage. Decadent then smiled, sat down, and slowly slid off her left boot, quickly followed by her right as she tossed them into the audience before her, before dropping to her hands and knees towards the brass pole, almost as if she was a tigress hunting her prey. Decadent then licked her lips sensuously as she continued to crawl down to the brass pole.

*I’m not a prude, I just want some respect….*

As Bonnie/Decadent reached the brass pole she reached down and grabbed the cat of nine tails she had left earlier and with her left hand she pulled herself upright to stand before the audience, she was now naked except for the red corset. Bonnie then used the cat of nine tails and brought the leather straps down on her pert breasts. Letting out a bit of a soft cry as men and a few women continued to toss money up on the catwalk she was standing on.

*So close the door if you want me to respond.*

Bonnie then turned the end of the cat of nine tails towards her mouth and sensuously teased the men as she imagined it was their thick hot studly man-meat she was toying with. She slowly licked and sucked on the end of the small whip, then moved the end down her body letting it slide down between her pert breasts, and her flat stomach, until she stopped the end of the whip, right near her clit.

*Cause privacy is my middle name*

Decadent then placed the handle end of the cat of nine tails against her tender cunt and as she did, she did a slower version of her usual splits, until the strap end of the whip touched the catwalk floor as she could feel the handle of the cat of nine tails slide slowly into her hot wet pussy she closed her eyes again and mouthed silently three words.

‘Fuck me now.’

*My last name is control*

Decadent then began to roll her hips in time with the music, as she pretended to fuck her invisible lover, and as she did, Decadent/Bonnie, writhed and moaned and bucked her hips forcing more of the handle deeper into her.

*No my first name isn’t baby.*

Decadent then reached over slightly and grabbing the brass pole began to pull herself upwards, using only just her upper body strength, till she was standing upright, with the handle of the cat of nine tails buried deep in her now hot and dripping wet pussy.

*It’s Janet...Ms Jackson if you’re nasty.*

Decadent then reached down with her right hand and grasped the handle of the cat of nine tails, and began to thrust the small whip’s leathery end, in and out of her tight wet pussy, while with her left hand she cupped her left breast, she gently lifted the nipple towards her mouth till her tongue snaked out sensuously and flicked the already hard nipple softly. Decadent inside could feel her body begin to tremble as she continued to thrust the black leather handle in and out of tight wet cunt.

*Nasty, Nasty boys, don’t mean a thing*

Decadent/Bonnie could feel herself getting totally aroused as she continued to thrust the handle end of the cat of nine tails in and out faster and faster. Bonnie closed her eyes and again mouthed ‘fuck me’ silently as she could feel her own pleasure about to erupt. She could hear the hollering of the crowd and for a moment Decadent was in control again.

*Oh you nasty boys!*

Bonnie then reached down and pulled the now wet handle of the cat of nine tails and moving it up to her mouth she slowly flicked out her tongue and tasted her own juices, as her eyes opened. She continued to lick and suck the handle of the small whip.

*Nasty, Nasty boys, don’t ever change*

Decadent/Bonnie slowly sank to her knees and arching her back slightly and tilting her head back she continued to lick and suck the handle until slowly she slid the now wet handle into her warm wet mouth. Moving the handle in and out of her mouth, Decadent as she did this gave a guttural moan, imaging she was giving some hot stud a deep throating blowjob.

*Oh you nasty boys!*

As Decadent slowly pulled the handle out of her warm wet mouth, she held the end of the handle just at tongue tip distance from her warm lips, and slowly she snaked her tongue out to tease the end of the handle.

*Nasty boys don’t mean a thing*

Decadent then put the cat of nine tails on the catwalk and slowly stood up and grasped the brass pole with both her hands and then turned her back to the audience and spreading her legs slightly bent forwards giving the audience a perfect view of her ass cheeks and her wet cunt as she slipped her left hand down and spread her cunt lips for the audience.

*Oh you nasty boys don’t mean a thing to me*

Decadent/Bonnie stood up and hooking her right leg around the pole began to climb upwards pulling herself up until she was a good 7 feet above the audience. She then flipped herself into an inverted position and locking her right ankle against the pole, and as she did, she did a graceful swan spread like she had practiced when she was in ballet training.

*Nasty don’t mean a thing.*

Decadent then reached down and grasping the pole, unhooked her right ankle from the pole and slowly as she twisted her hands so that she was inverted to the audience she then wrapped her legs and her now dripping pussy tight against the brass pole, and slowly began a slow descent towards the floor. Decadent/Bonnie could feel the juices of her cunt slowly lubricate the pole, and as she got almost to the bottom, she pushed off with her hips, and flipped forward onto her legs standing with her back to the crowd. She then looked over her right shoulder and gave a coy impish smile.

*Oh you nasty boys.*

Decadent then slowly turned around facing the audience, and dropped to her knees spreading her legs wide and then teasingly she licked her right index and middle finger and then sliding them down her body she slid the two fingers into her hot dripping pussy, as she began to grind her hips to the beat of the music.

*(I like this part)*

Decadent then leaned back and as she did she then brought her legs forward to tease the crowd before she spread her legs wide and continued to finger herself, sliding her fingers in and out of her wet pussy faster and faster. She then planted her feet, and again pushing off the catwalk with her hips, she began to buck wildly as she was about to orgasm hard. She then closed her eyes and continued to buck started to moan and writhe as the pleasure began to build within her, her fingers beginning to move in and out of her wet pussy faster and faster. Decadent/Bonnie continued to play with herself using her thumb to brush her clit with each thrust.

*Hey! Who’s that Thinkin’ Nasty Thoughts? Nasty Boys!*

Decadent then rolled over onto her stomach and as she did she brought her legs under her, and spreading her legs slightly the audience could glimpse her fingers sliding in and out of her cunt, as she pretended to ride a man underneath her. Decadent/Bonnie let out another moan.

*Who’s that in that nasty car? Nasty boys!*

Decadent/Bonnie rolled over onto her back and spread her legs wide giving the audience a full shot of her bald wet pussy as she continued to finger fuck herself as she writhed on stage almost quivering with an orgasm. She then pulled her fingers out of her now soaked pussy.

*Who’s that eatin’ that nasty fruit? Nasty boys!*

Decadent then licked and cleaned her now sticky fingers on her right hand with her lips and tongue tasting her own juices right in front of the audience.

*Who’s that jammin’ to my nasty groove? Nasty Boys!*
*Ladies? Nasty Boys don’t mean a thing!*

Decadent then tuck rolled backwards, and as she did she came up on her feet standing and striking a pose and smiling for the audience, just as the song ended.

*Oh you nasty boys*

The Spotlight went to dark and as it did, the MC, DJ Funkalot said, “Let’s give it up for Decadent Delight!” And as the crowd was whistling, cheering, and hollering and some of the patrons were throwing money up on stage as Bonnie grabbed all the money that was on the cat walk, she heard the MC comment, “Whoa she set the place on fire!” Some of the patrons were yelling that they wanted to see more of Decadent Delight’s naughty act.

But in a moment the MC Had calmed the patron s in the room, with his witty banter, “As we wait for your next new dancer, I would like to say that Drinks are still 5 for a dollar.”

But as Bonnie/ Decadent Delight finished picking up her clothing and her cat of nine tails and all the money she stood up and headed off stage and as she got back to the dressing room, she passed by the next performer “Emerald Flame’. “Not to bad, Kid,” the older woman said as she watched Decadent, putting all the money she had collected into her garter she wore. “But you just wait, “I’ll show you what a real pro can do.” The light olive skinned woman said. Decadent wondered what she meant by that comment.
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