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There is not enough room on the pole for both of us.

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Inside her master palace sound of the music and drunken laughter echoed through the dim halls. She wanted to be anywhere else on a night like tonight. Even serving duty would be better then dancing when there were this many people at the palace.

Nomira grasped at her black revealing leotard. It was tight. In all the 'right' places. She was currently in the back room waiting for someone to finish there routine so she could switch off for the dancer. This was her life. It has been for years. She sighed as the smell of cigar smoke and alcohol filled her lungs. "If I ever get used to that smell it will be in a body bag." She said plugging her nose. Suddenly two dancers walked through the curtains and passed Nomira. That was her queue.

As she walked out the neon lights flew around the room. Tonight was a celebration for.. someone. The Hutts never told there dancers much about why they were dancing. They just made sure that they did.

Nomira stepped up onto the platform. She then realized this was a double. Two poles were standing close together and that meant that she would be spending the whole night dancing with someone else. Her mind was half exited and half cautious. "Maybe she will be nice and we can have a fun time?" She guessed while the other half of her brain thought "This is going to be a long night."

She gripped the pole and put on a fake and flirty smiled. She wrapped her legs around it and spun around. She bite her lip as the metal pole rubbed her in the worst way. She did a couple spins and a few lunges. By the time that was done and unfamiliar (but pretty) face came into her sight.
 
Ayy was not happy about where she had ended up at all, being in Hutt territory as an escaped slave made her very angry, and today she was meant to be meeting a contact in some dingy cantina stroke dance spot, a place most certainly filled with dancers perhaps with no choice but to dance. She entered the location and went to sit down at a table to wait for her contact.

The next thing she recalled was the faint smell of some kind of berry perhaps, then the world got dark, the last thing she remembered was the thunk of her head hitting the table.

When she awoke she found herself in what looked like it could be the back room of the place she came in. She then noticed her weapons were gone and she was in some skimpy bikini like outfit that seemed far too tight and small to be civilised, that's when she noticed the collar around her neck. Just the feeling of it made it obvious what collar this was; she remembered the feeling well, a slave collar. Tucked in it was a piece of paper, written on it was 'dance now' she knew what would happen if she didn't, and that the best way to get out was with whoever did this thinking they had her. So she stepped out onto the stage, noticing another dancer going at it already and an empty pole.

Begrudgingly she makes her way to the pole with a strut in her step, grasping her pole carefully she starts off with a more personal kind of dance. She was keeping her feet on the floor and the pole in constant contact with her body, using spins and turns and drops more than other kinds of steps to warm up. While she did this her mind was planning escape routes and possible revenge strategies, all the while keeping an equally forced expression as her partner seemed to be keeping. She did notice her partner was rather attractive as well. A Twi'lek like her but that did not come as a surprise really, she decided not to speak for now.
 
The twi'lek came wearing the one of the worst outfits you could be given. The two piece made from some of the most expensive, and itchy leather on the market. Nomira giggled as she saw the woman do her dance. She was new. Nomira landed and looked over the woman again. "She is cute." She said biting her thumb and giggling. From the way she stepped Nomira could see it had been a while since she had done this. However her movements also showed that she had done this before. Nomira was going to have a bit of fun with this girl.

Nomira lifted her legs over her head as she gripped the pole. She steadied herself as he butt hit the pole. Nomira looked over at the woman, she had a discussed look on her face. Nomira winked at her and spread her legs out to the side. A loud cheer came from the audience as she performed this highly sought after (and highly suggestive) move. But the feeling of guilt and sadness would come after. She loved the look of people when she did this move. And that being said she also hated doing it so it was a win-loose situation.

Yet she was having fun teasing the girl, even though she had only done one move she considered it teasing. She walked around the pole and leaned back arching her back as she did this staring into the eyes of this new.. ish slave girl. "Try to keep up honey." She whispered walking around closer to her pole. She put one leg around the pole and spun around giving her a look as if she was challenging her.
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Ayy couldn't help but be somewhat distracted by her partner, being a bit of a flirt and seducer certainly wouldn't come in handy here. She winced as she felt an itch across all the worst places to feel it, unable scratch it she tries ignoring it as she continues her movements. Having just heard the giggle she knew that perhaps she wasn't doing quite as well as her partner thought she should be. "Well you try to move in something so tight that moving too fast will release everything." she mutters under her breath.

She quickly stole a glance at her partner again by pressing her back and rear tight against the pole, reaching overhead to grab it and squatting down a bit, inclining her head as she did so to get a look at the move the girl was doing. She was rewarded with one impressive view, seemed this girl was very talented in her mobility and flexibility. As the girl comes down, Ayy wraps her legs around her pole as she spins on it, letting her feet leave the ground for this move as she traces her hands down her body as she does, letting her toned core take the strain as she does.

She grabs the pole again as she slides down it into a split at the bottom, leaning back to make her chest more pronounced as she rose to her feet again. She had to admit her partner was better than her, but Ayy was warming up again. That was when the lady went to taunt her, seeing a chance to get a bit of a reaction from the audience she mimics the movement to lean back, giving her a quick kiss to a rowdy cheer from the audience as Ayy uses the girl's spin to do more lateral movements, gyrating her hips as she grinds against the pole, rolling her torso like a belly dancer would, grinning to her partner with a wink.
 
She laughed as she heard a bit of what she mumbled under her breath. That is when the woman began to do some crowd pleasing moments around the pole along with some flirty kisses and sounds. "Alright, you want to play? Then lets have some fun." Nomira thought to herself with a grin. She pressed her whole body against the pole causing the alright tight outfit to tighten around the worst places possible. She bite her lip to keep from itching the outfit she was wearing. At least the twi'lek couldn't copy her. That is where Nomira would win. Do movements that she knows would cause her partners outfit to, in her words, 'burst'.

Her body tight against the pole she slide down as the pole rubbed her body. She came up feeling the exact same thing. A small groan escaped her tightly sealed lips as she went up but it was drowned out in the loud cheers that came from the crowd. She saw her partner was about to perform another move yet just before she could Nomira pulled herself up and tightened her legs around the pole. It had been a while since she had done this. She locked her legs and fell backwards.

Arching her back to make her features appear more appealing as she hung upside down. Her head tails hit the ground as she did this and someone who was close enough to the stage reached out and touched one. Nomira smiled at him and blew a kiss. She did a sit up and grabbed the pole realizing her legs. She looked over at the yellow twi'lek beside her. "What? You can't do that?" She said biting her thumb to keep a giggle in. Nomira smiled as the music died down a bit. Perhaps this next song would work better with the moves she had in mind.
 
Ayy was competitive, it came with the job she normally did, so even if for most beings this woukd be degrading and humiliating, Ayy took it as yet another competition. It certainly didn't hurt that her competitor was a highly attractive woman as well. She watched as the other Twi'lek did a rather cheeky move, almost daring her to copy it. She knew that Ayy couldn't copy it, but she could adapt it.

Turning around to press her smaller rear against the pole she slides down it, hands joined above her head as she did, gasping at the cold feeling against her skin from being this tightly against it as well as the pressure on her outfit. On the bright side it emphasized her chest attracting the gaze of the audience as she tosses her head to get her lekku sitting right, she did giggle slightly at her partner's moan.

Ayy's next move was one that she was somewhat dreading, straightening up she grabbed one of her ankles, slowly raising it overhead until she was doing a standing split, planting the raised leg at the top of the pole she slowly strokes her hand down it, gazing both at the audience and at her partner. Her hand hovered just at her hips, before she giggled and winked at the audience, grabbing the pole behind her body as she uses her arms to steady herself as she lifts her other leg so she could join them at the top to mimic the finishing position of her partner. To finish she spun herself on the pole, letting her legs slide down as she sat up to grab the top with her hands and end on her knees facing the pole, leaning on it with her head tossed back. She sticks her tongue out at her partner "Nice try darling~" she teases with a grin.
 
Nomira laughed out loud along with the audience. She quickly grabbed her partner and walked off covering her body from the audience. Little to the knowledge of her partner, the twi'leks top had fallen off leaving her without a top. She needed to get her out of here before the men got any ideas for her. She walked using her own body to cover the nakedness of her partner.

The twi'lek resisted a little at first. "Look down." She giggled. As the twi'lek saw that she was now topless Nomira did her best to cover her up. She once again tried to pull her away from the pole and into the back room where they could get her a better one.

Nomira looked around for the top yet she couldn't fin one. It must have been taken off the stage by one of the rowdy men looking for a way to remember this event. Nomira looked the twi'lek in the eye. "Come on lets find you a better outfit." She said brushing her should and smiling. She turned her head towards the back room hoping that the woman would follow her.
 
Ayy couldn't understand why everyone was laughing, had someone said something funny or farted maybe? She tries to figure out what was going on as even her partner stopped dancing now; was something wrong? She then heard the wolf whistles and cheers, and her partner suddenly walked in front of her in an odd way. Her mind raced to figure out what she was missing.

Her bra. That's what she was missing, as she looked down her eyes widened and she blushed. She froze up, grasping the pole as her mind went into a panic as she decided what to fall back on, eventually deciding upon flirting to take her mind off it. "Took you a while to tell me, admiring the view?" she suggested with a giggle, hiding her embarrassment behind pure sexual appeal.

As her partner started moving off towards the back room, Ayy paced after her, covering herself as best she could with her arms. "Yes lets go. Maybe take a quick 'break' backstage if you get my meaning." she said as a half flirt but also as a hope to explain her situation to this Twi'lek. She walked out with her, not blushing through sheer force of will.
 
Nomira smiled as she heard this. Nomira got a good look before she covered herself up. Smiled placing a hand on her should "You don't got a lot to show." She teased back. Of course that was a little bit of a lie. "Well I guess they were enough to pop off your top." She giggled. The cat calls from the audience grew more rowdy. Smiling Nomira led her partner to a room back stage.

The woman followed her and the cat calls and whistling grew louder and louder. Nomira giggled to herself as she saw her face. She had it in a way that Nomira was quite familiar with. She was trying not to blush.

Nomira opened a door into a dark room. Inside there were stacks of outfits and costumes. A woman greeted them with an annoyed look. "Whats going on?" She asked in a thick accent. "Costume malfunction." Nomira said gesturing to the girl beside her. The woman gestured for her to follow but before the twi'lek walked away Nomira grabbed her arm. "Be careful. She is a little.. handzy." She warned before both of them disappeared behind the curtain.
 
Ayy laughed at the response from her partner, punching her arm she grins "I got just as much as you do, sister." she presses herself against her "See? Equal pretty much." she winks "Don't worry, we'll pop your top off later to get even eh?~" she winks as they go through the door.

She could never handle rowdiness, if someone was rowdy it meant she had no control over them and that annoyed her, so this whole situation did somewhat frustrate her, she would have to make sure to get her payback on whoever did this to her later.

As the door shuts Ayy was about to say something when another voice sounded, making Ayy jump, giving the other two a rather nice show of their own from it. She let Nom speak for her then went to follow. Just then Nom grabbed her arm and warned her, Ayy waves her off with a laugh "Ahh you're just jealous hun~" she sticks her tongue out with a laugh, following.
 
Nomira blushed as the woman pressed her warm body against her. She was.. soft. Nomira leaned close not wanting for the woman to move away. But as she got closer.. she didn't want the girl to move away. Nomira snapped herself out of it as she began to feel like it was unnecessary.. unless. She wasn't teasing. Nomira blushed as they went into the room.

Her response to her warning made Nomira giggle a little. That woman was handzy and she would find out the hard way. She leaned back against the wall and closed her eyes. At least she was getting a break from the dancing and the crowds. She looked over herself and frowned. She was reminded of her mother as she reached up and wrapped her slim purple finger around the crystal necklace she was given by her. Her mother was a beautiful woman. Well know for being the oldest and one of the best dancers in this palace. She had explained to young Nomira that because of there linage they will both have long lives and look youthful for most of it. But in that moment Nomira didn't want a long life. Not like this.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of screams and shouts from behind the curtain. Nomira laughed and leaned farther back. "I told you she was handzy." Nomira mumbled to herself excited to the look on the twi'leks face when she came out. That woman in there had been a working here as a tailor almost as long as her mother was a slave for. Although she looked old and Nomira's mother did not. The woman was a ratitakii lady who was very passionate when it came to clothing. She didn't like when people talked back or pinched at there clothing. She would smack or pinch you in painful area's if you did it in front of he. Nomira just smiled and listened to the 'music'
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Ayy grinned to herself, for all this one's big talk she seemed somewhat naive or inexperienced, which was fun but also somewhat sad. If she weren't in the same situation she would have smuggled this girl onto her freighter as crew. Sadly it didn't seem like an option as of current. But perhaps something to remember for later.

Ayy couldn't imagine the sort of life this girl was being forced to live, well she could, but she escaped her version quite a few years younger than this girl was. And to be in such a location; the empire was bad but Hutts were definitely worse. Ayy started to reflect on her own situation and possible ways out of it as she was getting a new outfit sorted. As she thought she tugged on a bit if fabric.

That was a mistake. For both involved as Ayy got a pinch on her lekku, the feeling very much painful as suddenly a concussive wave of force seemed to erupt from behind the curtain, clothing being tossed up into the air. After a few more minutes of confused shouts and screams from both behind the curtain, Ayy emerged in a similar outfit to Nom's, a bruised arm as the tailor follows perhaps a bit worse for wear herself as well. Ayy looks at Nom "Handsy? Couldn't be more specific? Anyway I need to talk to you quickly, beautiful. I'm not supposed to be in here. Some contact I was supposed to be meeting in here set me up. Is there any way out?" she asked using her lekku to communicate in the language native to Twi'leks
 
Nomira laughed as the girl came out. She had a red mark on her slim yellow arm. Suddenly her head tails started moving funny. Twisting and turning in a sequential pattern. Nomira started blankly at the woman a bit worried of what might be happening. "Um.. are you alright. Your head tails seem like they are... twitching..?" She said reaching out and stopping them with her hands. It seemed weird that she was doing this. Perhaps all the excitement? Nomira was raised in captivity and only knew little about languages and medical.. terms? She was unsure how to go about this.

Her head tails were soft and Nomira squeezed them a bit. She didn't realize how pretty this woman actually was until she switched into this outfit. This one left more to the imagination being a once piece yet Nomira smiled at the fact she had an actuate image to look back on. She smiled and looked at the woman in the face. She may have been new but she certainly had the body to convince her otherwise.

Nomira snapped out of her thoughts as she was reminded that they both still had a job to do. And no matter how painstaking it was she needed to complete it or punishments would follow. "Alright." She began taking her hands off the woman's lekku. "Lets get back out there." She started to walk out, then remembering that she hand't even introduced herself. "I am Nomira by the way." She said leaving the room.
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Ayy was somewhat worried this may happen; the girl did not know their native language, Ayy supposed she may be here a while so perhaps could teach the girl it. But for now it seemed like her message had not managed to get across, which was equally frustrating and worrying; Ayy was not confident with working for free. She much preferred making large profits and quick getaways.

The next part came as a shock but welcome surprise as Nom started to squeeze and toy with her lekku, forcing Ayy to moan sensually and shiver at the feelings, leaning against Nom as she did so. "Mmm~" she sighed happily at the feeling, her leg twitching a bit. She looks up at Nom with a shakey grin and wink "Magical hands you have there babe." she gasped.

It took Ayy a few moments to recover from the touching, letting her heartbeat settle as her lip stops quivering. She nods once she was composed again "Okay, back into madness we go then." she agrees, bracing for the return. Ayy nods "I am Ayy'Seela." she reponds before stepping back onto stage with her.
 
The sounds she made when she touched her head tails made Nomira scared that something was wrong. Although she had seen twi'leks with sensitive head tails before it seemed likely that she had them. Nomira smiled as she grabbed her hand and led her out into the crowd and neon lights. Although open looking up at the stage she saw that there were two dancers there who had taken there place. A feeling of fear and happiness came over her. She hoped her master would understand the costume malfunction, worried from the punishment that might come if her master did not. However she was happy because she now had a bit of free time before her next shift.

She looked back at Ayy and smiled, "We don't have to be on for a while. Lets go, I'll show you around." She said moving back into the room hoping that the woman would follow her. She looked back on the sensitive head tails of the yellow twi'lek. It fascinated her how this could be. Nomira's head tails were just globs of skin that held brain mater. Nomira pushed her against the wall softly and began to rub the woman's head tails.

She was unsure how to justify her strange and honestly, awkward fascination with this subject but she continued to rub them looking for something snarky to say. "Magic eh? Well how is this for magic Ayy?" She let out a small giggle waiting for the ration of the yellow twi'lek
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Ayy had to admit it was refreshing to be handled like that; so many races often overlooked the lekku and tried to treat Twi'leks like human women ignoring the lekku altogether assuming it to be like hair, not knowing just how sensitive they could be. As they look up onto the stage Ayy also notices the replacements; seemed like a good twist of fate to her really, she could get behind this.

She nods with a soft smile "I suppose if I'm forced to be here its best to know where to go and not go then." Ayy starts to follow Nom into the back room again, wondering what they would be starting with. Luckily she didn't need to wait long to find out Nom would be starting with her, pressing Ayy against the wall and playing with all the right places.

She gasped softly, her hands tensing as her knuckles pale and her breathing speeds up and becomes more shallow; the feeling incredible as she tries to lean into it, her eyes fluttering before Nom tries to speak, Ayy puts a finger to Nom's lips before pressing firmly against her to kiss her, reaching around to try to massage Nom's lekku herself.
 
Nomira felt the woman press her own lips against her own. A woman! And more then that a feeling was erupting in the back of her head. Shooting through her lekku as soft hands rubbed and squeezed it. Nomira let out a loud noise, one of pleasure, before she tried to make a move back only to trip and fall on her butt with a thump. Perhaps seeing where rubbing this flirty woman's lekku would take her wasn't the best idea.

She stood up. "What was that?" She said trying to hide how immature of her to do something to the woman and not allow backlash. But after all, Nomira was just a young woman. And one raised in isolation. However, this was her first kiss, and one she would most likely remember for a long time. Only it wasn't as she would have liked to imagine it. She imagined a strong young man, who saved her and her mother from slavery, the moon was out and.. it would be so perfect. Nomira looked up only to see the girl laughing at her clumsy mistake. With a blush she stood and faced the girl.

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