Stranger Things To Come/ getting ready
When Eden opened the black door, the first thought that entered her mind was Holy shit. It was chaos, complete and utter madness in the dressing room. Women and men alike were in different stages of dress. Some pranced about the room talking with each other with little care that their nips, lips, and dicks were on display for all to bare witness. Others paced the room in a variety of colorful outfits and robes, waiting nervously to be called.
To Eden's surprise, only a few people glanced their way when they entered but thankfully lost interest in them fairly quick. There were no hellos or introductions of any kind.
"I think the only free spot is over there." Diamond pointed toward the back of the room. They weaved their way around the many changing stations and claimed their spot.
Eden hung her costume bag on one of the hooks on the side of the mirror and carefully unzipped it, hoping her outfit hadn't wrinkled on the drive over. She smirked at her risqué choice of wardrobe for the evening and it turned into a fully on grin when she found not one wrinkle.
Eden eyed the garment, wondering if it would please the crowd the way she imagined it would. It was simple and revealing, the most revealing of all of her out fits.
"What are you wearing?" Eden asked Diamond as she pulled her silky black kimono from the bag and slipped it on over her revealing white and blue lingerie set.
"Take a look at this." Diamond pulled a leather corset from the bag and held it up to her chest.
"That's striking!" Eden ran her fingers over the intricate stitching as Diamond rummaged around the bottom of her costume bag and pulled out matching knee-high boots and fishnets. "How come you never wear stuff like this at Harvey's?"
"Because this is from my personal collection." Diamond pulled her shirt up over her head and reveled her breasts to the room. Eden spotted two new additions as well. Tiny delicate diamond studs graced both of her nipples. "I couldn't wear any of this at Harvey's. He'd have a fucking heart attack if I showed up in anything close to this."
"And when did you get those?" Eden couldn't tear her gaze away from Diamond's chest. "I've seen you naked hundreds of times and never once have I noticed those."
"I moonlight as Dominatrix. There is a lot you don't know about me. But I like to keep that side of my life private. So don't tell anyone, okay?"
"Never," Eden swore. "But you're going to have to tell me more about this side of you."
Diamond lifted the corset to her chest before turning her back towards Eden. "Can you lace me up? I can't believe I have to go on first."
"That's what you get for knocking four times." Eden swatted Diamond's ass. "You're such a naughty little thing, aren't you? I bet Master would love to take you over his knee and punish you properly." She laughed.
Diamond glanced over her shoulder, "Maybe you should be a Dom."
"Nah. I wouldn't be any good at it. I'd probably whip someone one and profusely apologize for hurting them." Eden's fingers worked with expert speeding while running the laces through the metal lined holes.
They lapsed into a short silence.
"How come you never told me about your moonlighting?" Eden pulled the laces together to tighten it before working on each crisscross section to synch it in even more.
"People don't understand the stigma of black women and kink. I grew up believing it was some freaky white girl shit. Then I met Ramona, and she set me straight. She took me under her whip, so to speak, and taught me everything I know." Diamond smiled at Eden in the mirror. "White men love getting whipped by strong black women, and they're willing to pay a lot of money for it too."
"So that's what you do outside of Harvey's?" Eden pulled the last set of strings and quickly tied it into place. "All done." she stepped back to admire her work. Diamond's waist and shaped into the perfect hour glass figure and her breasts bulged from her top, threatening to overflow.
"It's extra income, but I don't do it all the time. I have a few regulars that come around when their wives refuse to spice things up in the bedroom. You should try it." Diamond's lips lifted into a brilliant smile, "Come to think of it we can become a team. Chocolate and vanilla comin' together at last." Her serious demeanor melted away, and was replaced by her constant need for humor.
"I'll think about it. But I'm not making any promises." Eden laughed and strangely found herself actually considering it.
Maybe it'll be a fun experience. Eden thought.
"Hey, you didn't say no." Diamond nudged Eden into the only available chair, "Now what are we going to do with your hair?"
"Make me look like Rita Hayworth."
Diamond went about curling Eden's hair into tight ringlets before brushing them out to form nice gentle waves. When Diamond finished, Eden covered her face with her hands, dreading the next part.
The smell of hairspray permeated the air as Diamond released half of the cans contents into over Eden's head. When it was safe to resurface for air, Eden glanced at her reflection in awe at Diamond's handwork.
"Another perfect outcome," Eden mumbled as she ran her fingers over the set waves to smooth out the few fly aways that managed to slip free.
Eden slipped on her stockings and clipped them to her garter belt before stepping into her heels.
If her performance went as planned Declan would be eating out of her hand by the end of the night. Eden couldn't help the grin tugging at the corner of her mouth. She had dubbed this performance her Redemption Dance and come hell or high water she was going to make him regret ever meeting her.
Then another thought entered her mind. One that wasn't so pleasant to think about.
What if this is a game to him. What if- No. Everything will be fine. I need to stop being so damn negative all the time! Eden stood up, lost in her thoughts, and opened her kimono. You are perfect. Declan would have to be blind not to see it.
"Sofia! Your up." A woman dressed in black slacks and a suit jacket called from across the room.
A pretty redhead silently stood up from the table across from Eden's. Her height was a striking 5'11 with her skyscraper black heels, and Eden couldn't help but think the girl was the epitome of a Victoria Secret model. With large breasts, long, slim legs, and pale white skin she was beautiful. A bright red cape was tied at her neck and as she reached back to lift the hood over her beautiful red hair their gazes met.
Sofia smiled sweetly at Eden, showing off her straight white teeth for only a moment before heading towards the stage. Moments later, the muffled sound of music filtered back into the room.
The show had officially begun.
"I take it he meant you were just going to perform before me then?"
"Thank the lord for little blessings!" Diamond plopped into an open chair, looking more than relieved.
Over the next hour or so the other performers disappeared through the same doorway and never to return.
The sight of some of the naked bodies gave Eden an idea. Could she strip down and bare it all for one night only? Images of her routine flickered through her mind as she quickly figured out a plan of action.
"You nervous?" Diamond asked.
Eden, jarred from her thoughts, looked up to find Diamond standing over her with her hands on her hips and a look of annoyance on her face.
"Not really. Why?"
"Bitch don't lie." Diamond pulled up a chair in front of her and sat down; "You always get quiet when you're nervous."
"I didn't realize."
"Yeah, and you get this look on your face." Diamond tried to mimic the expression, "It's like you're about to take a massive shit or something." She burst out laughing.
"Shut up!" Eden swatted at Diamond's arm, "I do not look like I'm pooping." But her humor did the trick. Eden's mood had lightened.
The two settle back in silence as they continued to wait to be called when Eden asked, "Where do you think they go after they perform?"
"Fuck if I know." Diamond sighed right when the door opened, "Speak of the devil." She muttered.
The same pantsuit-wearing woman poked her head into the room, "Diamond Hastings, you're up."
Diamond stood and headed from the door, "See you on the other side." She gave Eden a wink then disappeared into the dark hallway. This time Eden is alone, there were no other performances but her.