She slid her wand back into it's sheath in her boot, then signaled for the music to start up again. The men in the room cheered, their attitudes much more jubilant than usual. This would be a great night not only for the dancing girls, but for the bar as well.
She began dancing in time to the music, her hands sliding along her curves, up into her long hair, lifting it and dropping it in time to her body's movements. She bit her bottom lip as she started shimmying downward, spreading her legs wide and sliding her fingers down her thigh high boots.
As she danced, first her short shorts were slid down her hips, revealing only a tiny black thong underneath. Next, she deftly undid the snaps holding her corset together, taking them apart one by one, teasing the men in the room until it was finally pulled apart, revealing her pert breasts.
She danced a few minutes longer, teasing the men with touches and pinches to her nipples, and sliding her fingers along the material of her thong, until the music was over. She gave her audience a wave as she strutted to the curtain at the back of the stage, making way for the next act.
She quickly grabbed a black satin robe and tied it on before walking out into the main area of the club. She had a promise to keep, after all, and after dancing as she had, she was in the mood to give quite a performance.
She found her gentleman and walked on over, grabbed his tie, and slowly pulled him toward her. She then used it as a leash to lead him over to the other side of the room, where there were a set of alcoves cut off from the rest of the room by curtains. These were the private booths where men could pay for some private time with the girls. They were soundproof, and thus undisturbed from the other perfomances.
When men paid, they paid for the use of the booth. Anything further was at the girl's discretion. This young man didn't know it, but almost nobody got such a session for free. It would most certainly be his lucky day.