The Stripper's Redemption

The evening sun cast long shadows on the ground. The slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky.

The sky was ablaze with the fire of the setting sun. Nothing beat the scenery more than the night sky, which was aglow with bright city lights. The pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw at the night sky, the blanket of stars that stretched to infinity.

The occasional honking of cars broke the silence of the night. It was the weekend. The street was filled with moving cars. People rushing to their various destinations,

The weekend had approached. The spellbinding night carried with it the most intoxicating sceneries in form of club nights

Not newly opened, however a place where every male soul yearned to be. The night wasn't ordinary. The queen's nightclub was filled to a brim. The flashing lights and loud music masked the noises erupting from the crowd as they shouted, and screamed in excitement as they awaited for the only female who had every man on their knees

A woman who was every man's dream and desired fantasy

The club was lit with colored lights, the shiny stage was set. Some sat at the bar area, drinking to their hearts. Half-naked waitresses dressed skimpily with glowing trays of drinks and shooters as well as empty bottles and glasses, shots lined up at the bar, bartenders, and bottles of booze lined up. The service was everything that the men liked

The stage glowed with spotlights, the music got even louder as people started screaming, laughter, come-ons, hooting, yelling, swearing, glass breaking, whistling, the DJ announcements coming over the loudspeaker, mugs clunking against a table, the hiss of pop filling a glass at the bar

The spotlight landed on two masked females, both dressed identically. Their shimmering outfits brought out their beauty as they danced to the rhythm of the music, and the crowd went wild as they cheered. It was an unsure to watch such talented women dance their hearts out in their sexy outfits. However, that the two females weren't who the men were excited to see

The entire place went dark...murmurs of dislike rose in the air, but soon deafening cheers erupted as they spotted the queen ascending from above with a red strap supporting. The men fought to get to the front, screaming and cheering her name, the Butterfly Queen set the stage on fire

Her beauty bewitched anyone who set their eyes on her. Both the men and women stopped to have a second glance at her. From her porcelain white glowing skin to her luscious blonde hair falling in curls to her waist. She was known to have a voluptuous figure, behind which had the men pushing to get to the front to have a look at her. To touch her. Unfortunately, the bodyguards lined up in front of the stage prevented that from happening. She wore a butterfly gold mask with red and blue peacock feathers extending upwards, showing half her face. Even so, it was hard to know who she was. But when she smiled. Her smile was warm and seductive, especially with her Luscious lips coated in red lipstick

She joined the two females, a smirk crept at the corners of her lips as she tugged at her long trousers. Tonight was a special one, she came in office wear, black trousers and a black jacket open at the front showing off her cleavage and chains around her neck. But the men knew what was beneath those layers of clothes, and it was all they wanted to see. Screams of men shouting for her to strip echoed throughout the place

The whistling continued, swaying her hips to the rhythm of the music, she tugged at the trousers and the men screamed in excitement. She bent down hastily. Soon the trousers were ripped off in a sexy

She threw it to the crowd, and it was ravished by the men as they fought to take a part of it. Soon the coat was stripped off too, inside was something hot and sexy. A two-piece shimmering red lingerie with chains and diamonds makes her glow beautiful. Her deep cleavage showed each time she bent over. Sweating men chanted her stage name which was like music to her ears

being carried away by the love she received. It was everything desirable, by now it was a full show. What most paid for. To watch her swing and sway her body, sliding on the pole as she showed off her skills

The flashing lights added to the scenery that men got drunk just by watching her. Some desired to have her in their lives. However, when the lights went out, they knew the show was over. Their queen was in the house

The weekend was satisfying. The rest of the time was spent dancing and drinking, being carried away by the night offered by the queen's nightclub. The beautiful waitresses rendered their service just as their boss instructed

backstage, the butterfly queen rested in her charging room. With ease, she sat down in her chair in front of the mirror. A long exhale escaped her parted lips as her long and slender, well-manicured fingers reached for the back of her head. Tugging at the strings of the mask. Stretching her neck to release the tension. A soft moan escaped her throat as she

"Damn," she muttered as she removed the mask and placed it on the table. Her long eyelashes flickered as she opened her eyes to look at herself in the mirror. A faint smile crept at the corners of her lips. When suddenly

"Hey baby, I'm so proud of you...Yay, welcome back my queen," a high-pitched female voice erupted in the room startling her but soon relaxed in her chair as a figure soon joined her

"Shania baby... you did well tonight. I was screaming and drooling like those lousy men!" Again her best friend shouted, jumping up and down like a child. The butterfly queen who was Shania rolled her eyes in annoyance and started taking off her earrings and other accessories

"Bella... don't you ever shut up... get me a milkshake or something," Shania said, waving her friend off when the door opened and the most annoying person walked in chanting her name like a kid. Shania muttered curses as she sank into her chair as the two grown-ups started cheering, chanting her name, embarrassing her.

(Shania)

"Sweetheart you should be happy, you did well," Danny said, he was my boss and the manager of queen's club. For a young man, Daniel was handsome and kind-hearted. The club was divided into two parts. The one on the second floor was an exclusive strip club where I performed as their queen, while the lower one was just a regular bar. Nothing special happened. People came to drink there and relax with their partners or friends

"We should celebrate... after a long time I want to go out," Bella said, hugging me. I was too exhausted to think about partying or celebrating

"Danny, you handle the rest. I have to go home," I said, kicking away the heels. Both stared at me as if they were lost. Of course, I knew what they were thinking. Danny brought a large envelope full of cash. Men paid so much money to see me. It was like this every time, the club made millions in a night. If Danny wasn't the young richest man, then I didn't know who was. He knew just how to run his business, other strip clubs envied him because of the customers he got every night

"Sweetheart... like you said... Tonight no private shows...but..." Danny stammered as he walked up to me and half sat on the dressing table. I was busy getting ready the heavy makeup to hear what he had to say

"I know... so what's up?" I asked wondering why he was hesitant

"Tomorrow night... I know it will be a special day, but we have a massive booking," Danny remarked, and I instantly looked at him. He didn't forget what we discussed previously. Looking at him, I knew he had done something,

"It's just a night. He's an elite Shania... he's loaded and a hottie and Tomorrow..."

"You know I can't Tomorrow... Danny what's with you... I clarified it," I already told him what I'd be doing the following night. I worked every day even on Saturdays, but the following day was different. He knew I got a day off once a year

"It's his bachelor's party... I want to refuse this...but he paid triple the amount just to have a show...please baby, reconsider... it's his last day, and you know how men are," Danny pleaded, grabbing my hand. I shrugged him away and rose to my feet. Isabella stood to the sides, knowing this didn't concern her.

"We talked about this...send ivy or Julie...please don't ask... I won't make it, "I simply refused and walked to my closet. It was already past midnight. He knew any better than to trouble me

"My lady, my sweet baby... my beautiful queen...help this loser out...if the butterfly queen doesn't go... I'll be sued, Sweetheart, do you want this cute baby face to go to jail?" Danny rushed to me and said with puppy eyes. Just like every time, he used cute faces to get me to say yes. If not for the fact that he was too adorable for his age. I would have turned him down.

"Fine... but..."

"I spoke to the guys. I told them strictly an hour... no touching and no overtime and no getting intimate," he said, cutting me off, he knew the rules. No one was supposed to touch the butterfly queen. The rules I lay down for the business. I saw as Danny beamed in excitement,

"So it's settled. Tomorrow night... I'll have Tyler send over the van to pick you up," saying that, Danny hugged me and stormed out of the room. The entire time, I was hiding my phone. Glancing at the glowing screen, unfortunately, there was nothing. With a sigh, I placed it back on the table and took off the wig I was wearing the entire time.

I was Shania Palmer, known as the butterfly queen, my identity was a secret, I did my services with a mask. But I was just an ordinary girl,

"Worried Hun ... I'm sure she's gonna call," came Bella as she hugged me from behind, I knew she was trying to comfort me. However, she was wrong

"It's not her Bella... I'm just trying to figure out, how I'm going to split myself Tomorrow," I didn't plan to work tomorrow, but now I had to perform at some bachelor's party

"You'll be fine...plus it's just for an hour," Bela remarked and moved away. I nodded and wore my usual clothes. A baggy white t-shirt and baggy ripped blue jeans and some black canvas. Quickly tied my hair in a messy bun and grabbed my purse

"Come mama, I know you are exhausted...let's go home...prepare a hot meal and have some fun," the good thing about Bella was that she was helpful. Would lighten up anyone's day with just her goofy personality. A 21 years old girl with a giant butt as she called her ass and big boots she said drove men crazy. She was beautiful with a carefree spirit.

"So did you get a reply, I was wondering if he got back to you?" Bella, she'd when we used the secret exit door to leave the building. The night was dark and cold. I regretted leaving my jacket.

"No... I don't think he'll respond...there are a million women he deals with, I'm just one of those he probably doesn't even know to exist," I said as we walked to the parking area. Bella scoffed sarcastically obviously frowning upon whom we were referring to

"You have been his fan forever... I wonder why he's so special...if he knew the butterfly queen is following him... He would be jumping to line up just like every man...that jerk," Bella lashed out, I couldn't help but laugh at her outburst, I swore if the actual person was in front of her. She would have beaten them to a pulp

"I'll wait... I'm sure he'll text me and..." I was saying when the phone in my hand vibrated. Startled, I raised it, and it was a notification. I thought I was seeing things, my eyes widened in awe, shocking me that I nearly threw my phone away, but like I was a crazy person. I grabbed Bella's arm and started twirling her. She didn't understand my excitement, however, when I fully came... she snatched my phone and feasted her eyes on the screen

"What? Did he...oh my gosh, Shania...this is huge!" She exclaimed and we both squealed like little girls only to stop we saw a car approaching

"I take back every curse I said about him... I mean he replied to your message...does this mean you'll get an appointment," she asked, surprised as I was. This was nothing to some women. But for me, it was everything. More like crazy everything

"I'm not certain... but I hope he does..." I said when we reached my car. A red sports car. She was my baby and favorite.

"Damn yes he will... every woman loves that man..." Bella said and settled in, so did I. Keeping the phone aside. I strapped in the seat belts, so did Bella. The person we were referring to was this sensational man on the web called the s*x master. A well-known hottie who dealt with women. He was known to help women with their sexual life. Many women died to get an appointment from him. However, it was rare. He handpicked whom he wanted to meet. Both single and married women went to him. He was like this angel of pleasure, unknown by the masses. Occasionally I felt we had some things in common. He didn't show himself, women who went to meet him said he did his deeds with his clothes on and a mask. Which made him an interesting man. I've been trying for three years but to no avail; however, he just replied to my message. I couldn't wait.

Soon we reached the building where our apartment was. Just a few minutes from Danny's club. Bella and I stayed together, since our college days we never parted. She had a job as a secretary at some company while I worked at the club. During the day I worked at some magazine agency for publishing books and other things

"Besides that, I'm sure you'll be fine... Bella said as we entered the elevator heading to the fourth floor where our apartment was. Shortly after, my phone vibrated. Taking it out, I found a message. This time from a person I would rather not see

("Sweetie, let's have breakfast tomorrow... I'll be waiting") I read the message. Whatever happiness I was feeling vanished. Sucked out completely. Bella must have noticed my change in behavior because she snatched the phone from me and shoved it in her purse

"If it hurts...don't go," she muttered, but it was no use. I had to see her.

(Shania)

The deafening sound of the buzzing alarm caused my headache to intense, stretching my hand I tried to reach for the darn alarm disrupting my beauty sleep. It was Saturday, I deserved a peaceful morning to sleep in late

Unfortunately, I forgot to turn off the alarm.

"Argh," with all my strength I stretched my body across the mattress and finally grabbed the alarm clock which had fallen off the nightstand halfway on my bed, I turned it off and draped a pillow over my head

My entire body was aching badly, I swore I wouldn't be able to do anything for the day. However, when the events of the day lined up hit my mind. I jerked up, throwing the pillow away as it landed on the floor. Pushing my hair off my face, the room was bright, birds chirping outside my mind

"Ahh, please can't it be night," I wanted to know if everyone hated morning as I did. If anyone asked me who my enemy was. Then I'd certainly say morning

Slowly pushing myself up, I sat upright and used a rubber to tie my hair in a bun. Glancing at my phone. It was exactly 6 am. I guess I could start with going out for a run.

"Just for twenty minutes... Then I'll come back and arrange my outfit," I said, dragging my sore body towards the bathroom for my morning routine. I wondered if Isabella was awake, she made me stay up all night watching her disgusting movies

After a while I was all ready, I settled for a matching training outfit, black leggings, a small training bra and some white sneakers

tied my hair in a high ponytail, grabbed my phone and AirPods and stormed out of my room. I had music to keep me company, the weather was blissful for a run in the park.

"Isa... I'll be right back!" I shouted, hoping she was awake and could hear me. Furthermore, I didn't get a reply, and I knew the pig was sleeping like a log. Isabella was lazy between the both of us. I was better because I never turned off my alarm Fifty times, promising to get a minute. I left my apartment and took the elevator to the first floor

The building we stayed at was an exclusive one. People minded their own business, it was rare to see neighbors not like I was interested

"Good morning miss Palmer," greeted the security man, his name was Beau, a friendly man

"Good morning Beau," I said and made a run for it heading out, the city was rather quiet. Turning my music on, I started running to the opposite side, heading to the park near the library. It was always peaceful there, I liked it a lot

It didn't take a while when I started slow, my breath building up as I moved my legs at a slow pace. It was not my intention to rush myself, unfortunately I came to an abrupt halt when suddenly. A few black cars drive carelessly, block my face.

"What the hell," my breathing was heavy, wiping sweat from my forehead, I shielded my eyes with my hand as I waited to insult whoever blocked me. Soon a few men in Black suits came out. They looked like bodyguards

"Are you blind huh... can't you see the road or are you just bad drivers, "I scolded them and prepared to leave when they blocked my way again. Turning back, I removed the AirPods and adjusted my bra which didn't cover my belly at all

"Good morning miss... kindly come with us," one of the men said with a bow. I didn't know who they were, however, glancing at the three black cars parked behind them. I got an idea of who it was

"No, thanks...," I remarked bitterly and turned to walk away when they blocked my way again. By this time, I was irritated, angry at their approach and wasting my time

"Please miss... come with us...she's waiting," the man said again gesturing me to the car. I didn't want this but looking at the men, I knew running wouldn't help. Even siding and raining insults on them wouldn't work

"Fine," I finally agreed and walked right past them heading to the car. The men followed me. Guided me to the back seat of the car until I settled in

The men settled in as well and drove the car away from there. I didn't understand how one would flaunt their wealth like this. Three cars just to get me. I didn't like any of it, but all I wanted was to tell the person off. I had so much in my heart that I needed to pour out. After five minutes, we arrived, at a fast food French restaurant. Not the ordinary kind but the exclusive kind

Only wealthy people came here. The colorful atmosphere said it all. The beauties walking around said it all. I hated such things, but when the man opened the door for me. I stepped out not minding how I was looking

I didn't care about anyone; hence I made my way to where the man was taking me. We didn't go inside, but went the opposite way, climbing a few stairs until we came to an opening. It was a garden with nicely placed tables and chairs. There was no one here. I would say anything knowing she must have booked the entire thing just so she could be alone

And I was right because before I could even reach where she was. I saw her seating elegantly. From a distance, she was a beauty, a gorgeous-looking woman with milky golden hair falling to her shoulders. She wore a white floral dress, bringing out her porcelain white glowing skin. Her flawless beauty was noticed. Keeping that aside, I finally reached where she was and like she was expecting me. She glanced up smiling at me

"Take a seat, will you," she said softly, even her voice was angelic? So pleasant to the ears. Ignoring that I wasn't in the mood

"Tell me what you want... before your men brought me here... I was busy," I said coldly, I didn't care how rude I sounded, but the woman before me didn't deserve any ounce of respect from me. She didn't look offended by my words but smiled and stirred her coffee,

"Sit princess... at least putting on nice clothes would have been nice, why go around wearing such clothes ...don't you think it's inappropriate?" She remarked with a smile which was nothing but fake. Swallowing hard, I was forced to sit down just opposite her, hiding my anger. We were only separated by a table. Soon the waiter came and placed what looked like French toast and some other things these rich people loved eating, and I hated

"Eat up baby, you seem to have lost a little weight," she commented making me feel even angrier,

"How does it concern you... if body-shaming me is what you called me here for... I'm leaving" I said and prepared to go when she stopped me. My morning was ruined seeing this woman, just looking at her face and seeing myself made me feel nauseous

"Shania, that's enough... it won't hurt to be polite to your mother,"

"What mother? Don't tell me you left your so-called business and your husband to waste your precious time here... save it, okay... I'm far too busy," she didn't have to pretend to be happy to see me. She was ashamed of me.

"Stop it Shania... at least yes hello to me... I'm your mother, not your enemy," she said with some authority to her voice, how dare she order me like her employees? I wasn't one of her helpers

"I'm not your employee okay... just leave me alone..." I lashed out, hating the sight of her.

"I came to invite you, Shania... it's your birthday... the family wants to meet you, so please put our differences aside and do this for me..." my mother said while sipping on her coffee, she thought she could come and do as she wanted. My world and hers were different.

" I'm not meeting your family... I have my grandparents with me and so you know... they are preparing a birthday dinner for me," I told her straight, it was my birthday, Madeline was bothering herself because I would never accept her family

"Your sisters want to meet you, your stepfather... even your stepbrother hopes to meet you," Madeline said placing the mug on the table, she was wrong. Those were her family, not mine. We lived in the same city, but no one knew the all-power Madeline Kingston was my mother. She would have been a Palmer if she didn't get married to another man when my father died

"My father is dead... I'm the only child Madeline... stop wasting your time," I said, rose to my feet and prepared to leave when she said something which made me