Fifty Shades of Clowns

Chapter 3

Clown strippers danced around poles wearing balloon bikinis; their red felt noses grinding up and down the metal. It was a colorful sight to behold. Horney clown men were throwing dollar bills and rubber chickens up on the stage. Ana felt hot, finding the scene both bizarre and exciting. It was too much to handle. Of course she had fantasized sometimes when she was with Christian that they were clad in polka dot jumpsuits while he whispered kinky clown things into her ear, but to see something like this… well, it was a girl's wet dream!

"Enticing, isn't it?" Jerry said knowingly, making no effort to hide the growing arousal in his yellow outfit.

Ana didn't want to admit it, especially to someone she had just met really, but she wanted to know what it would feel like to be up on that stage being ogled by so many clown men.

"You know," he continued, "I could ask Pancake to let you have a try if you want. I'm sure she'd take one look at you and say 'yes'."

Before she could ever consider the offer, they were greeted merrily by Daisy, the proprietor of the establishment. "Hi ya'll." She said and honked her nose. Daisy was a young, blond clown with a pale white face and painted freckles. "What kin I do ya for?"

"Daisy, you know that for you there's no charge." Jerry winked at her and kissed her on the cheek.

"Well, sure I do!" She laughed and squirted him in the face with the daisy on her lapel. "Don't mean I'll take ya up on it though."

"Hey there," Daisy turned to Ana. "Nice to meet ya! Are ya here lookin' for a job?"

"Me?" Ana stammered. "Oh, no. We're just travelling through. I'm going with Jerry to meet up with Audrey and the other circus clowns up in Washington."

"Really?" She asked nervously. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather just stay here?"

Jerry laughed awkwardly. "Oh Daisy, you're always such a kidder! I was telling Ana here though that if she really wanted, she could have a turn up there." He pointed to the stage.

"Oh, no… I couldn't possibly…" The brunette flustered.

"You should try. It's lots of fun!" Daisy smiled and tugged at her arm. "Come with me an' I kin fix ya right up!"

"But-"

"Oh come on, we're all clowns here!" She insisted and led her away quickly. "I have the perfect thing fer ya to wear!"

As she was taken backstage, Ana could have sworn she saw one clown with bright red hair masturbating under the table as he watched a petite purple-haired and big breasted clown wiggle her ass free of some oversized pants. She bit her lip, noting her own wetness. Well, this was a part of her world now, she thought, and she'd just have to embrace it. If that meant taking off her clothes in front of other clowns to be accepted, who had the right to judge her?