Super Talent

"Pretty good for a first time. You need some work though. I can help you if you want. Jack thinks you have what it takes so let's work on your dancing. First, you need to embrace the fun of it. Enjoy the feeling of power you have over men and women. Let their hunger and lust feed you. Feed off of it, enjoy it, and use it. You are the one they are watching and want, act like it. Now again from the top."

Madam Mystic waved her hands and another poof and she was fully dressed and ready to try again.

"I'll be the best stripper in the club. With or without Magic!" She thought to herself as she started to gyrate to the beat while listening closely to Blaze's instructions.

3rd FLOOR

Iron Maiden carefully closed the door to the private lounge and frowned. She was a bit annoyed at her assignment, but she couldn't really argue about it.

The 3rd floor of the club was basically a large balcony section overlooking the 5 main stages. There were of course numerous small stages up here for the top line non-Gold Girl dancers, but this was also what many referred to as "the almost floor".

Anyone could get into the ground floor if they could pay the entry fee. But it took some money and clout to get up one floor. In this club, the really wild party area was the 2nd floor because that was where you got a lot of people who had pooled their money to get "up" a floor in the greatest strip club in the world, or had finally made enough to get a VIP membership. The women were a step up from the ground floor (which was saying something); the booze was even more exclusive, and so on. But it wasn't the Super VIP which was the 4th floor, or the Elite Gold which was the 5th or the basement. The 3rd floor was an extension of the 2nd floor. The girls were a touch hotter, and so on, but not really such a step up. It took a LOT of money and pull to get onto the 4th floor, so many people actually felt disappointed about the 3rd floor. So it had become a quieter place. This was where meetings happened, or people who just wanted some private one on one time came. The tips were fine, but overall nothing really amazing happened here except when Jack sometimes let the party move up a floor when the 2nd story got to full.

So the odds of anything really interesting were slim to none. So Iron Maiden got to search it. It wasn't that she was dumb, or a muscle-bound thug like some thought. She simply didn't have any special abilities or gadgets that could detect anything. She wasn't dumb but she had to admit that she didn't have Sneak's eye for detail, or Madam Mystic's spells, or Lady Wonder's intelligence.

But it still was a bit annoying.

And true to rumor, this floor was the most dead in the club. Even though it was just after 10 in the morning, this club never closed. Parts would be shut down for an hour to clean and repair, but The Dream was 24/7 and right now even though this floor was technically open there was almost no one there.

Iron Maiden grimaced as she watched a pretty blonde finish her set and strut backstage. She had cleared several hundred dollars and Iron Maiden shook her head at the fact that was considered a poor showing for a two dance set here.

Suddenly, Iron Maiden's head snapped up. "Hold on. Poor money might loosen some tongues, everyone likes to bitch, now might be a good time to be a friendly ear to someone." She thought. With a ghost of a smile she hopped up on the stage and walked into the backstage.

Several strippers looked up in surprise as she strode in. The hot blonde was counting her money and after seeing who it was went back to it with a frown.

"I thought you girls all liked dancing here. You don't look much like you are happy." Iron Maiden said as she paused next to the blonde.

"Yeah, well it's a slow day. I'll be lucky if I clear 2 grand before noon and I'm off shift. No offense, but you and your friend's stopping by didn't help much." She said as she kept counting.

"Yeah, well, we heard rumors and we go after ones that seem legit. Sorry about costing you some money though, we didn't mean to make it harder on you or anyone else." Iron Maiden said. She glanced around and noticed that a couple other dancers got called out for private dances, and another one went on stage. The next girl on call was all the way down the room.

"Hey, you know that trick you did back when you were just a power lifter? The one armed 200 pound hold?" the blonde suddenly asked.

"Sure, my signature lifts. Not much of a challenge now with the super strength."

"I know I don't quite look it, but I'm big into weight lifting. I got started a while back but I have to keep my form so I can't really get into it like I want. I'm hoping to make enough to retire and then maybe start up a gym. I'm not on again for about 30 minutes. Would you mind if I got a photo of you doing that lift? We have a little workout area back here that the girls use to warm up. I was a big fan of yours back when you were, uh, well normal I guess." The blonde said with a bit of a chuckle.

Iron Maiden laughed. "Yeah, normal would be the right word. Sure, I'd be glad to."

The blonde nodded and led her back through another door. It led into a small gym with a couple of racks of weights, mats, ballet mirrors and poles, and some workout machines. There was a bar with a bunch of free weights stacked in the corner. Iron Maiden went over and slipped on a bunch of weights until the bar was at about 500 pounds. Without any effort she picked it up with one arm and held it over her head.

"That is so cool! Hang on!" The blonde snapped a picture and then another. "Hey could you do that pose you used to do? With the one arm on the hip?"

"Like this?" Still holding the bar over her head she turned sideways and flexed one knee out. She put her left hand on her hip and smiled at the blonde who grinned at her and took another picture.

"Hang on, selfie!" The blonde moved over and stood facing her mirroring her pose. She held out the smart phone and snapped a photo. This time the camera flashed. Iron Maiden blinked and as she did the blonde slipped a one dollar bill right into her cleavage.

Iron Maiden froze, shimmered, and the blonde grinned at the Amazon in front of her.

"So you ready to dance Iron Maiden? Finished with the warm up?"

The former power-lifter giggled back at the blonde who smiled at her. Iron Maiden was still 7 feet tall and ripped, but she had a lot more fat and curves to her. Her hair was now golden blonde and hung in a braid down to her ass. She wore a metallic Gold colored Halter Top and Shorts and a pair of Metallic Gold sneakers with heels on them.

"Oh yes, I'm like SOOOOO ready to dance! I've been wanting to do this as long as I can remember. I can finally be a giggling little girl for guys instead of this hulking brute. Mmmmmm, just thinking about dancing and stripping makes me all wet and horny!"

The blonde nodded and said "Well, come on. Jack is waiting. He thinks you have what it takes so let's go show him huh?"

The blonde led her through another door to a private room where Jack sat with two other hot women. Iron Maiden thought they looked familiar but immediately focused on Jack when he stood up and kissed her hand. "I've been looking forward to this. Please, show me what you've got."

The music played and Iron Maiden danced. She used her strength to do some amazing balances and feats. She flexed her various muscles and made her tits and ass twitch and jump while Jack clapped and the other two girls giggled. She finished by pulling the table out of the floor and kneeling down in front of Jack. She unzipped him and started to suck him down and his gasp caused her to have her own orgasm. She sucked on him four times before he blew in her mouth and she swallowed every drop.

She grinned up at a panting and very pleased looking Jack. "How was that boss?"

"GOD DAMN! Your muscles in your mouth nearly tore my dick off! But that was fucking amazing! You are hired right now!" Jack nearly shouted as he gasped for breath.

"Right on sister!" Iron Maiden blinked and then realized that the woman on Jack's left was...

"Lady Wonder? You're a stripper?" Iron Maiden stammered out.

"Yeppers! I have always wanted to be one and when we got here the first thing I did was show Jacky here what I could do! I'm a Gold Girl now!"

"Me too! I'm on probation 'cuase I have to practice, but Blaze is teaching me and Jack says in a week I'll be a full Gold Girl!" the other girl who Iron Maiden realized was Madam Mystic stated with some pride.

Both girls were dressed in Metallic Gold fetish versions of their original costumes, complete with thigh boots, golden masks, golden gloves and tight micro shorts and tops to allow for maximum skin display.

"This is awesome! We need to get the other girls to join! That way the whole league can strip!" Iron Maiden said with a smile as she stood up.

"Oh, no worries there. We'll have that fixed in no time. All of you are going to be working for me by noon today." Jack said with a grin.

2nd FLOOR

Sneak ghosted from a dark shadow to another one as she watched the two men at a table a bit back from the stage. She had used a special sound detector that TechGirl had made for her and had heard something interesting about their conversation. At least she hoped it was.

Sneak was probably the most annoyed member of the League at the present time. She had spent a whole week stealthing about the club listening in to conversations, reading over shoulders, watching and waiting for something to turn up.

And she had found nothing.

Not even a dime bag of pot.

She was madder than hell because she just KNEW something was off about this place. In her non-superhero life she worked for an insurance company as an investigator and was known as one of the top in her field. Whenever something didn't quite make sense, she followed the trail and always uncovered the truth. Which is why the club was so weird, a lot didn't add up.

The former property owner had been a rich woman, top of the real estate market in Vegas, and definitely on the way up. And in one month she had sold everything, quietly dropped out of sight, and then had come back known as Crystal, a Gold Girl. She was making tons of money, lived in-house, and spent her time staying knockout pretty or partying. As near as Sneak could tell, she was genuinely happy with her life and was loving every second of it.

The paperwork, while unusual, was perfectly legal and all in order. And Crystal was happy as hell and fucked her boss Jack anytime she could to show how much she liked her new life.

Sneak had looked at everything on public record including some stuff not so public and everything was 100% legit. Full financial disclosure, open doors for any investigator, full cooperation, nothing even hinting of illicit activities, and a full week of nothing but tons of dirty talk, watching consensual sex in the various booths and lounges, and tons of cash change hands.

Which was why Sneak was REALLY hoping she was onto something. The frustration alone might kill her if she turned up nothing.

The two guys in question were young programmers who had started a small software company. It had taken off and they had sold for a healthy profit and were now living on the interest of their sale. They had managed to get a regular VIP membership and when Sneak overheard them they were talking about "Making an order."

"So I just leave a slip under this clip then?" the younger one said to his partner.

"No dummy. You use a dollar bill. That way they know you are wanting to buy tail. Use the codes like I told you, and then you get a delivery to your hotel room. If it's what you want, you pay the initial fee and then make sure you make the regular payoffs. In a year you have your own custom built "Unit" to enjoy for the rest of your life." The other guy said as he slide a dollar bill across the table.

Sneak didn't know what exactly a "Unit" was, but she definitely felt this was something worth looking into. She ghosted up onto a pillar and held on using her magno-power that allowed her to adhere to anything. She scaled up it so she could look down over the shoulder of the guy now writing on a dollar bill.

Using her special enhancement goggles, Sneak made out several words: "Fire, volleyball, silk, hourglass, quarter, class act."

"Hey, what is the code word for shaved pussy?" the man said and his friend elbowed him.

"Quiet dummy! Don't talk about those out loud! It's baby's butt, now finish it up and let's go!"

The man flushed and wrote baby's butt. He then wrote some information on the dollar that Sneak couldn't see and he palmed it under the table. He and his friend stood up and started to leave.

"You got the delivery time right on there? And the address? They don't have our real information on file you know." The man said as they walked past her hiding place.

"I got it. This will be so awesome!" the other replied as they headed down the staircase.

Sneak smiled at the table. No waitresses were around and the remaining guests were clustered around the stage or in a couple of booths on the other side.

"I'll quickly get the address and time and then we will see what item has been ordered." She thought to herself as she slipped down to the floor and crawled over to the table. She quickly rolled under the table and looked up the dollar.

She had not wanted to touch it in any way but the dollar was folded and tucked into the little clip that she couldn't make out the writing. Making sure she noted the exact way the bill was folded Sneak reached up and pulled the dollar out.

Sneak froze for a second, blinked and then a slow smile spread over her face.

"Oh yeah. Enough is enough. I'm through watching others; it's time to have them watch me." Sneak said in a sexy voice and rolled out from under the table. With a mental command, her costume turned from a midnight black to a metallic gold and tightened around her body causing her to gasp. Several gaps appeared in the fabric and her chest exposed itself with a growing triangle that widened and lowered. Soon her tits were nearly fully exposed by a tight back-strap only bikini top. Her legs were fully encased in a skin tight set of golden leggings and boots and her perfect ass was held in check by a tight metallic gold pair of micro-shorts. Her shoulders were exposed and her upper arms while the rest were incased in gold opera gloves. Her hood and facemask disappeared and her black hair hung down to her shoulders. Her fine Asian features were evident even though she only wore a very small gold mask over her eyes.

She shuddered when her mental adjustments were done and she strutted over to a bouncer who had stopped to gap when she began to change.

"Hey stud. I'm Sneak, and I'm looking to work for Jack as a stripper. Can you get me in to see him?"

The guard touched his collar and spoke a couple of words into it and then smiled. "Please come this way." He said as he led her to an elevator.

He tapped out a code that the old Sneak would have remembered in a second but Sneak was too excited to pay any attention. She was FINALLY going to meet Jack! Maybe even fuck him like she had seen Crystal and Asia and Blaze do!

She was rubbing her pussy when the door opened and the guard led her through several doors. She nearly jumped for glee when the door to the main office opened. She strutted in and shot Jack her sluttiest smile.

"Hey Jack. I'm Sneak and I'm tired of just watching! I wanna dance and strip and I wanna do it for the best strip club on the planet!"

Jack was grinning as he looked her over. Sneak gasped as she felt his hot gaze on her curves, her ass and her tits. This was what she had always wanted and now, finally, she would get it.

Jack touched a button and a pumping 80''s glam rock hit started from hidden speakers. Sneak immediately started swaying with the beat and danced over to Jack's desk. She leaped onto it and spun on her toes. She did a perfect split and exposed her lovely pussy for Jack to gap at. She fingered herself and teased him with a glimpse of her wet snatch. She hopped up and then sat down to spin on her ass, roll over and sway her hips to the beat. She glanced over her shoulder and grinned at Jack's panting flushed face as his eyes followed her perfect ass swaying back and forth. She spun again and pulled off her top and swayed her chest and watched as Jack's face repeated what had happened with her ass. As the song came to its driving end she hopped off his desk onto his lap and shoved her tits into his face and motor-boarded him.

The song ended and Sneak heard only her breathing and Jack's fevered panting. After a few seconds, Jack said "You start at noon, 5th floor main stage. And from now on your name is Shine."

"You got it boss. I'm your woman forever." Shine said as the door opened and three other girls walked in. Shine blinked and then started to laugh.

"Shine, meet Wondie, Magic, and Precious. Girls, this is Shine." Jack said as the former Super-heroine started hugging her former team-mates.

"I'm soooooo glad you could, like, join us Shine! Oh yeah, this Gold look on you is soooooo totes awesome!" Wondie said with a high pitched slutty voice.

"Thanks Wondie! I so glad you guys are strippers too. I was on the second floor and then realized THIS was what I have always wanted to do and Jack said I have what it takes!" Shine said with a giggle.

"Yeppers! That's what happened to me! I realized I just HAD to be a stripper and Jack let me try out. I made it and then I got to fuck him, and I did so well he made me dumber and made sure I'm a real bimbo now!" Wondie said with some excitement as Magic and Precious both nodded and grinned.

"Yes indeed girls, I am always glad to help hot women realize their dreams of stripping. Now let's just wait for the last one to realize what she REALLY wants to be and then we will celebrate!"

1st FLOOR MAIN BAR

TechGirl was checking her scanners again for any odd signals and let out a sigh. Nada, zip, zero. Nothing but routine security chatter and calls for various things. Nothing nefarious or illegal. Just like everything else she had scanned on the first floor. No hints of drugs, odd machines, spiked drinks, subliminal messages, or even dirty songs.

"Cripes, maybe this sleazy fuck IS clean." TechGirl muttered as she sat down at a stool on the Main Bar.

TechGirl was only a couple years out of college so she could appreciate a good bar when she saw one and she had to admit this one was definitely good. Absolute top shelf liquor, imported beers and wines, champagnes, and the selection was the biggest she had ever seen. The booze menu was bigger than any food menu she had ever seen.

"Care for a drink Ma'am?"

TechGirl looked up from the menu she had picked up and saw a smiling bartender standing in front of her.

"Nah, I'm working. Thanks though. I wish this place wasn't a strip joint, I'd love to come here for a girl's night out." TechGirl said.

The bartender looked about ready to say something but he held his tongue. "Smart move guy. Maybe you aren't as dumb as a bartender in a strip joint normally is." TechGirl thought and wondered if maybe a more human approach might yield better results than her scans and bugs.

"So how long have you worked here?" she asked as she glanced along the bar.

"Since it opened three years ago. I just turned 21 and needed a part time job for college. So I got hired as a busboy to start and after some bartending classes I got promoted to full bartender. Best job I ever had." The bartender stated with some enthusiasm.

TechGirl arched her eyebrow at him and then cut a glance to a waitress in a French Maid costume slink by. The bartender blushed a bit and said "Actually, it's not, urm, that that makes it so great. It's the money and the hours."