I’d just got through dancing and was backstage alone in the dressing room when someone knocked on the door. I opened the door and standing there was Mr. Doldalski. All the dancers gave Mr. Doldalski a special nickname “The Real Freak”. The Real Freak would pay dancers crazy amounts of money to go home with him and let him do all sorts of outrageous things. Tonight he chose me. He promised me $2000 if I went home with him. I hesitated at first because I’d heard about his strange requests. But $2000 is a lot of money and I couldn’t say no. His house was huge, I was impressed. He led me to a dark red room with sex toys everywhere. Sex swings, whips, vibrators and many other sexual contraptions filled the room. The Real Freak really was a freak. In the back of the room was a low mattress covered in plastic. He had me lay down naked on the mattress and pulled out his cock and pissed all over me. I was drenched in his warm urine and he loved it. He pulled out his cell phone and snapped a couple of pictures. I was soaked in piss, he made me get on my hands and knees and fucked me doggystyle. I felt completely humiliated but I was two-thousand dollars richer.