Men's Den Club
Catherine gazed blankly at the gorgeous looking, red head seductress staring back at her in the large square mirror's reflection.
The woman in a high-fashion make-up wore a tight red and black lace up corset that almost couldn't contain her large breasts with hem and ribbon detail and a short black lace skirt with silk under layer. The red thong emphasized the soft, rounded cheeks of her bottom. The above the knee red leather high-boots with crystals shined brightly from the chandeliers illuminated lights.
Catherine closed her eyes and tried to stopped her tears from falling. She couldn't ruin the make-up that Luchi had painstakingly applied on her face. Prior to that, they assigned three women to perform thorough body scrubs, complete body hair removal and bathe her.
Those were included in the contract and Catherine didn't utter any word of protest.
"Miss, your time's up in ten minutes", the lady named Agatha of the production crew for tonight's entertainment informed her.
Catherine nodded. She glanced at the small clock in front of the vanity mirror with led lights. It was ten before nine.
Catherine swallowed the lump in her throat. She needed to be well-prepared for a man's easy taking in a few hours from now. Whoever it was that would bed her tonight, she just hoped that he would be a kind gentleman.
She looked at her reflection once again. As her heart somersaulted inside her chest, Catherine took the time to say a little prayer for forgiveness and strength.
Mama, Papa forgive me.
Somebody knocked three times on that private quarters and the door opened. The boisterous noise and the loud music from the podium where some women were stripteasing could be heard.
"Catherine, are you ready now?", Luchi called her attention.
Catherine opened her eyes.
Nine o'clock in the evening. Right on time.
She stood up, and headed towards the door. Leaving behind the naive and innocent Catherine's shadow together with her crumbling dignity in that silent, dimmed lit room.
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A group of young, handsome men were ushered by the nightclub's manager Fabian to an exclusive VIP table. The head waiter Denny, assisted the frequenters. Still wearing their business suits minus their coats, no women in that place could ignore their attractive presence. Amidst the loud music playing in the background, their private conversations continued.
"I heard there's a new flavor of the month being offered tonight", Geoffrey announced enthusiastically.
"What do you mean?", William frowned.
"Pat told me there's a new recruit", Leonard answered. He was one of the Men Den's Club co-owner, as well as his cousin André.
"Yes but unfortunately this one just wanted to work here for tonight." André smirked.
"Who would like to order for brandy?", Jacob asked the group. William raised his hand.
"Let me try bidding on this one", Geoffrey eagerly said.
"It's Xavian's birthday today." André added.
"Nah, I'll pass. I'm not into this freaky stuff anyway", Xavian responded.
"You're awfully quiet, A.D. Would you want to try it for yourself?", Leonard suggested.
"Try what?", Aaron asked, confused. He was busy thinking of something, or rather someone else. He cleared his throat and muttered, "Get me some vodka, please", Aaron informed his friends.
"Keep 'em coming, Denny." Jacob told the waiter who attended them.
"It's his first time to come here", William stated, pertaining to Aaron.
"Just bring us the bottles. We'll serve ourselves." Jacob instructed Fabian and Denny, who was nervously awaiting their bosses' orders.
"Bring us tequila and gin, the newly imported ones from Germany", Leonard butted in.
"Yes, right away sir", Fabian replied then he and Denny left to gather the men's orders from the bartenders.
"Hell yeah! Ever since we've opened a few years ago you never came to visit here", André stated, his demeanor showed he was teasing Aaron.
"Since I started running the company I never had time for clubbing, man", Aaron replied. "Damn it! My girlfriend even dumped me today."
"Sending you our condolences, bud." Xavian said in a wry, forlorn voice.
Everyone laughed.
"We're in luck tonight, you can bid for her if you want." Leonard recommended.
"Her?" Aaron asked, frowning.
"The woman that's being offered for the trade tonight", Geoffrey winked at Aaron.
"To let some of that steam off you, you should try and compete Geof for her. I see smoke hovering over your head since we arrived here." Jacob joked.
The other men chuckled.
"It's that temper of his." William teased.
"A virgin is being sacrificed tonight. Don't worry, we don't recruit minors here. She's of legal age and very much willing." André stated.
"You can have the opportunity to pop her cherry", Xavian retorted.
"Sounds nasty to me." Aaron reacted disgustingly. "And I don't have a crazy temper." Shooting William a pointed look.
"Hey! It's a win-win situation. She gets the prized money and whoever wins the bidding takes her chastity", Leonard explained.
"Still makes me wonder why you chose this kind of shady business." Jacob asking the two men, cousins André and Leonard.
"Being an entrepreneur, one shouldn't be so picky." Leonard's dry reply.
Three waiters came by and served them their drinks and some finger foods.
"Look, there's Councilor Morales", William pointed at an 78-year fat and balding older man.
"Isn't he old enough to be clubbing here?", Geoffrey asked.
"Apparently he's trying to find his new mistress number three", Xavian reported to his friends.
"If this new girl's too desperate, she could accept his offer", Aaron sarcastically commented.
Right on cue, the awfully loud, techno dance music suddenly stopped.
A hush of silence fell unto the crowd as everyone's attention was drawn to the middle of the Podium.
A petite woman with a voluptuous breasts stood there. She was wearing a courtesan costume with a body to die for. Her small face half-covered with a masquerade ball mask unseen. Her magenta colored hair that reached past her waist added to her seductive allure.
A slow, sensual music started playing in the background and the gorgeous bombshell started her titillating dance number.
The lady's identity remained mysterious. It would be revealed after her performance.
"Woah...", Xavian muttered.
"She's hot", Geoffrey complimented the unknown red head.
"What a beauty?!", Jacob declared.
William gave a soft long whistle.
The other men in the club started getting louder, cheering her on as she danced sensually. Her suggestive movements, her offering as a sacrificial lamb to these den of hungry wolves.
"How much do you think will it cost to have her tonight?" André inquired.
"Beats me. We'll find out later. Are you going to participate in the trade?", Leonard asked Aaron.
Aaron didn't respond. His sky blue eyes squinted and his frown deepened.
Jacob noticed Aaron's mood changed. Something's amiss with their best friend.
Then to all the spectators' astonishment in that saloon, the lady left the stage and sashayed her way towards the direction of the young, handsome men's round table.