Kate Cloud is is sharing stories of stripping, burlesque & life.

About Kate Cloud

is sharing stories of stripping, burlesque & life.

A place to read my writing about 20ish years as a stripper and burlesque artist. Click POSTS in the menu to get reading! I share short stories about the club and backstage life as well as intimate personal revelations. I share occasional advice/opinions for club and burlesque entertainers and behind-the-scenes costume/rehearsal work in progress updates. This is the only place to see all of the the varied work I do in depth and read my most personal unpublished work. Use the commissions option to suggest writing prompts. Want to offer continued support with one click? View memberships. I am thrilled you have made it here just to read my work and believe in my burlesque visions. Welcome!

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On hot summer days in the club we can’t wait to strip. The tiny bikinis and fishnet bodysuits hold our sweltering skin hostage as we roll and writhe on the faux wood laminate club stage. The annoyance of sweaty tendrils of hair stuck to our brows turns to delight as our naked torsos lay spread eagle expertly angled toward the box fan blowing air toward the stage floor. There’s nothing like a b...

Suprise

Aug 26, 2023

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When I first started, if a customer was rude to me, I would snap right back with some equally rude retort. I had an arsenal of come backs for every occasion and every mean comment. It didn’t make me a single dollar, but it did feed my ego. With experience, I changed my approach. I wasn’t there to teach anyone a lesson, I was there to make money. On a case by case basis, I would elect to silent...