Working the Glory Hole

It was where the new girls earned their wings before getting out on stage. Nikki said it was an excellent opportunity to gain some good money in a single night and a good way to prove to her that I was the sissy slut I claimed to be. She then wrote down which nights it would be available for me, gave me a kiss on the cheek, a slap on the ass and with a wink, told me she will see me there.

A few nights later, I did my makeup, put on a short black dress and heels and rode with Nikki to the club. She walked me through the dressing room and showed me to where I would be working. It was what used to be a small storage closet that shared a wall with the men's bathroom. There was a comfy chair with a couple of clean rags draped over the arm and a pad to kneel on. On the wall was a light switch to let any potential customers know the glory hole was in service. Just below that was a slot to slip cash through. I laughed to myself when I saw there was also a piece of chalk on the floor below the glory hole that I could use to mark the number of dicks I had successfully serviced too. Nikki asked if I had brought the tools she suggested to me. I reached into my purse and pulled out a bottle of lube, a fleshlight and a couple slips of paper I had written my name and number on. She kissed me and told me to have fun before leaving me alone to get to work. I flipped on the light switch and patiently await my first John.

It was about 15 minutes before I heard some rustling and saw a $20 bill slipped through the slot. Then came my first cock of the night. It was average in size and a bit hairy. I stroked it with my hand for a little before I applied some lube to the fleshlight and slid it over the random dick. Nikki had given me the idea to work smarter, not harder. That gave me the option to be selective of which dicks I actually wanted to suck and this one did not meet my criteria. I moaned to help sell the illusion that I was working him with my mouth and after 10 minutes of working him over with the toy he grunted and blew his load. He withdrew his cock and after hearing him button up, another $20 came through the slot.This was going to be too easy! I picked up the piece of chalk and made a tick mark on the wall so I could keep track of just how big a whore I'd be by the end of the night.