Free Stronghold (Stronghold 1) by Golden Angel

yellow
button down sleeveless shirt, pink high heels and a pink and yellow hairband. 
She giggled and tossed her hair back and forth; for this part she’d straightened
it and given it a little flip at the bottom.
    “We look amaaaaaaazing,” sang out
Rhonda, the older woman who was playing the part of Lucy.  She was decked out
in bright purple skirt with blue flowers and a white button down top, with a
huge straw hat that had a purple ribbon and flower on it.  During rehearsals
she and Angel had become pretty close, because they were the two biggest
pranksters on the female side of the cast.
    Angel grinned at her. “I feel
like we could be a Starburst commercial.”
    “With Karen over there in the
green and Mrs. Malaprop in her orange and red, absolutely!”  Rhonda laughed,
gesturing to their other two cast-mates.  Karen laughed, but Susan, who was
playing Mrs. Malaprop, just rolled her eyes.  Covering a cough, Angel looked at
Rhonda with twinkling eyes.  They had both done other shows with the County
Players and so had worked with Susan before; she was a great actress but her
sense of humor was rather nil.  Which, funny enough, made her perfect for
comedies.
    Leaning over, Angel licked
Rhonda’s bicep.
    “Ew!  Stop!”
    “I was just trying to taste the
rainbow!”  Angel looked at her with wide, innocent hazel eyes.  This time even
Susan couldn’t help but smile, although it was accompanied by another eye roll,
as the room filled with laughter.
    “Are you decent?”  Nick, their
assistant director popped his head into the room without actually waiting for
an answer, scanning over them quickly.  “You ladies look fantastic.  God I love
dress rehearsals!”
    “Me too!”  Angel bounced towards
him, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek and leaving a pink pair of lips on the
pale skin of his cheek before heading out the door and down the hall.  Even
though places hadn’t been called yet she was tired of being cooped up in the
dressing room.
    It just wasn’t her natural state
to be enclosed in small spaces, she had too much energy to burn and her spirits
were too high!
    Over the past couple of days
she’d made the decision that she was definitely going to go to Stronghold once
the show was over.  Going to Chained had been scary the first time, but by the
second time she had to admit that she didn’t really feel like a club was all
that dangerous of a situation.  She’d been able to see firsthand how many
checks and safety measures Chained had in place, and it was a new club which
meant that Stronghold would probably have even more due to years of trial and
error. 
    So there was no point in going
all the way back to Chained and teasing herself with Doms that she couldn’t
actually try anything with because she’d lied to them.  Better to just go to
Stronghold and start something she could actually finish.  Plus she’d talked
with Mike last night and he’d reassured her that she would be just fine; he
hadn’t been to Stronghold in a while, but he knew that the owner was well known
for looking out for people who were new to the scene, especially unattached
subs.  Too bad Mike was in California or she’d be making him take her to the
club.
    Sure, the sexy unattached Doms
that she’d met at Chained wouldn’t be at Stronghold, but there would be other sexy unattached Doms.  Maybe even more than there were at Chained – she’d heard
that there were usually more Doms than subs at clubs like these.  Or maybe
she’d just read that somewhere.  Sometimes she couldn’t remember what
information came from actual conversations that she’d had and what she just
remembered from internet research or the books that she was constantly
downloading on her e-reader.
    “Places!”
    “Thank you places!” she yelled
out, hearing the echo as the other cast members called their own
acknowledgments to the stage manager.
    Since she wasn’t actually in the
first scene, Angel headed down to the audience