0 comments/ 117573 views/ 11 favorites What Kind Of Party Is It? By: zeke81 "John...what are you doing tomorrow night?" Kelly asked. "What am I doing Tuesday night? I don't know...you I hope." John said. Kelly giggled. "I hope so too." Kelly said. "Why do you want to know babe?" John asked. "Well...I've been invited to a kind of a party...but I have to take you with me...you're my invitation I guess." Kelly said. "I'm your invitation? To a party I know nothing about?" John asked. "Maybe invitation isn't the right word...you're my...cover charge. The point is that I can't get in to the party without you. Can we go?" Kelly asked. "Now wait a minute here Kelly. The last time you talked me into going to a 'party' I spent 4 hours listening to a bunch of stuffed shirt pinheads talk about books. I'm gonna need more information before I agree to anything." John said. Kelly looked hesitant. "Okay...that's fair. I did lure you into that last one without giving you any details. The party is at a strip club...a male strip club." Kelly said. "A male strip club?" John asked. "Yes." Kelly said hesitantly. "You need me to go with you to get into a party at a male strip club?" John asked. "Yes. You see it's been rented for the night for a private function. There will be dancers, but to get in the women have to bring their husbands or boyfriends." Kelly said. "What the heck kind of party is held at a male strip club where women have to take their husbands?" John asked. "I don't know." Kelly said. "Kelly...." John said. "Honestly I don't know John. My friend Lisa told me about the party and invited me. She didn't tell me what the party entailed, but she said that everyone had a good time...even the husbands. Eric was there...he confirmed it. He said he had a great time at the last one." Kelly said. "So you want me to agree to go to a party at a male strip club? You want me to agree to go to this party knowing nothing about what goes on at one of these parties? You want me to agree to go to this party based entirely on Lisa telling you that everyone had a good time and Eric confirming it? You really want me to agree to walk into a male strip club completely blind to what might happen?" John asked. "Yes. I know that after last time you are wondering whether I'm telling you the whole story or not, but I swear John, that's all I know." Kelly said. "If that's all you know, then why are you so eager to go?" John asked. "Well...with the way Lisa was all excited when she told me about it...and Eric too...I couldn't help but get excited. Plus it's at a male strip club...there will be naked men dancing...to me that's exciting. I know you won't be excited about that part, but it's not like I'm going to have sex with any of them or anything like that." Kelly said. "Can you be sure about that Kelly? If you don't know what goes on at these parties then how do you know that the women won't be having sex with the dancers?" John asked. "John...I seriously doubt that it is anything like that. Obviously if that's what does happen I won't be doing it." Kelly said. John looked at Kelly and Kelly looked at John. "So, can we go? Please?" Kelly asked. John shrugged and shook his head. "Okay Kelly...I'll go, but I have one condition." John said. "What kind of condition?" Kelly asked. "If we get in there and I don't like what I see we both walk out together." John said. Kelly frowned. "Kelly, if I walk out of that place without you I will be very upset. If some effort is made to keep me from leaving I will be very upset. If I want to leave...we leave...or there will be hell to pay." John said. "What kind of hell?" Kelly asked playfully. "Remember what happened when you lied to me about that surprise party for my birthday?" John asked. Kelly remembered all to well how John had walked into the room, they'd all yelled surprise, John walked out of the room, and she didn't see him for more than three days. She immediately became nervous. "Yes, I remember." Kelly said. "Well that won't begin to compare to what will happen...so if you do know what's going to happen and were planning on either staying if I left or making me stay against my will you'd better forget it. If you don't know what's going to happen and I tell you that I want to leave you had better come with me. Are we clear on that?" John asked. "Very clear John." Kelly said. "Good. Now...knowing whatever it is that you do know about this party...do you want to go to a movie Tuesday night with me and not risk anything? Or do you want to go to the party and take your chances with what might happen?" John asked. Kelly looked at John for a moment. "John...I swear to you...I have no idea what goes on at those parties. I would not knowingly set you up to go to anything like what you are no doubt picturing. All I know is that Lisa and Eric, two very good friends of ours, have made the party sound very exciting and I want to go check one out." Kelly said. "Don't you find it a little odd that they made it sound exciting without even giving you a hint about what goes on? It would seem like they'd want to share some of the details to help lure you in. I've got to say Kelly that I'm very worried by the fact that they didn't give you any details." John said. "I suppose that you do make a good point, but you've said that if we get in there and you don't like what you see we'll just walk out...I'm more than happy to agree to that. If they think it's so great then maybe we'll have a great time too." Kelly said. "So you want to go and take your chances?" John asked. "I'm not taking a chance John. If you don't feel comfortable or don't like something we'll leave...that's all there is to it. I hope that we both go and have a great time." Kelly said. "Okay Kelly...we'll go. Just remember...if you change your mind once we get there and don't want to leave when I do or try to get me to stay when I don't want to...there will be hell to pay." John said. Tuesday night John and Kelly got to the club and walked into the area where on normal nights customers would show their ID and pay the cover charge. "Name?" Rachel asked. "Kelly Evans...this is my husband John." Kelly said. "Okay...welcome...enjoy your evening." Rachel said. She unlocked the door and John and Kelly walked into the main room of the strip club. John looked around and already didn't like what he saw...it was a male strip club after all. When Lisa saw them standing near the door she rushed over to them and hugged Kelly. "Oh I'm so glad you guys made it. You're both going to have so much fun tonight. Come on Kelly, I've got us some great seats right down front." Lisa said. Kelly turned towards John. "Honey?" Kelly asked. John shrugged. "So far I'm okay." John said. Kelly kissed John and headed over to the group of girls with Lisa. John made his way over to where Eric and a bunch of other guys were sitting in the back. "John...I've got to say I'm a little surprised to see you." Eric said. "Yeah well...Kelly talked me into it. She didn't tell me one thing about what goes on here though. You've been to these before right? What the hell is all this? What goes on at these parties?" John asked. Eric looked nervous and finished his drink. "Excuse me...I need another drink." Eric said. Eric ran off to the bar. "That can't possibly be a good thing. Can one of you tell me what's going on?" John asked. Five more guys gulped down what was left of their drinks and got up to get more. "Okay...that's enough of that. If they don't want to tell me what goes on then it's probably something that I don't want to know." John said. John got up, walked up front to where Lisa and Kelly were watching the dancer up on stage. John walked right in front of them and sat on the edge of the stage facing them. "Hey buddy...get out of the way." Troy said. "Here's $100...go dance in front of them." John said. He threw a $100 bill over his shoulder. Troy picked it up and moved over in front of another group of women. "John...I can't believe you did that. You're embarrassing me." Kelly said. "Kelly...I asked Eric what goes on here...he gulped down the rest of his drink and ran to the bar so he didn't have to answer me. I asked the other guys back there and the 5 that heard me gulped down what was left of their drinks and took off. Nobody's telling me anything about what the hell goes on here and I don't like it. So unless somebody tells me what's going on right now I'm leaving...with or without you." John said. Kelly looked over at Lisa. Lisa saw Kelly looking at her and then she looked up at John. "If you're not comfortable John then maybe you should go home. Kelly only needed you to come to get her through the door. You aren't required to stay to stay now that she's inside. If you want to leave Eric and I can give her a ride home after the party." Lisa said. John turned towards Lisa. "Lisa, you should know something. I told Kelly that if I walk out of this place by myself or if any effort is made to force me to stay then there will be hell to pay. She agreed that if I didn't like what I saw or was uncomfortable being here we would walk out together or there would be hell to pay. So you should take that into consideration. I've got to say having 6 guys avoid telling me what's going on by chugging hard liquor and running off to the bar for a refill makes me pretty damn uncomfortable. I don't like it. If they all run off like that I take it to mean that they don't want to tell me what's going on here. If they don't want to tell me then it means that I probably won't like what's going on here. So, unless somebody tells me what's going on right now I'm walking out that door. The question Kelly has to ask herself is whether or not she comes with me. So Kelly...do you know what's going on here yet? If not and you still want to stay then maybe you should get Lisa or one of the others to tell me...otherwise I'm gone." John said. "John...I swear I don't know." Kelly said. "Then find someone who does know Kelly. Either that or head for the door. If you walk out right now I'll follow you. If I walk out...will you follow me? I'll give you 2 minutes to find someone to tell me what's going on or you'll have to decide whether to leave with me or to stay here and face hell. You've got two minutes Kelly...starting now." John said. Kelly turned to Lisa. "Lisa, please you have to tell me what's going on. I'm very curious, I want to find out, but if John leaves I have to, I can't risk losing him. Tell me what's going on...please." Kelly begged. "I'm sorry Kelly, but the rules that we've all agreed to are that the husband can't know what happens until it happens, and since it's obvious that you would tell him I can't tell you." Lisa said. "Please Lisa...whisper it to me and I won't tell him...I promise...I'll only tell him whether or not he needs to worry about being here." Kelly said. "Well...." Lisa said. "Thirty seconds." John said. "Please." Kelly begged. "Okay...but you can't tell John." Lisa said. Lisa leaned in, cupped her hands around Kelly's ear, and whispered. John watched Kelly's expression as Lisa whispered to her. John could tell that Kelly was shocked at first and then excited...very excited. "Time's up. So what's it going to be Kelly?" John asked. Kelly stood up and put her arms around John...she was smiling. "John...I know you...I know that you're concerned that this party is supposed to wind up with me having sex with one of the dancers or something. Well you don't have to worry...that's not what happens at all. I won't be touching anyone...nobody will be touching me. You don't have to worry about anything like that." Kelly said. "Well I'm very glad to hear that Kelly. You know me well enough to know what I was worried about, but I also know you Kelly. I know that you aren't telling me the whole story. Obviously there's more to what Lisa told you than what you're telling me...a lot more. From the look in your eyes I'd say that it's a whole lot more." John said. John looked into Kelly's face for a few silent moments. He could see excitement, fear, and lust in her eyes. Every eye in the place was on them...even the dancers had stopped to watch. Finally John shook his head. "Kelly...I'm leaving." John said. "What? Why?" Kelly asked. "Your eyes are an open book Kelly...they've given everything away. The pieces have all fallen into place. I know what goes on here now and I definitely don't want any part of it Kelly. Frankly I'm shocked and horrified that you would want me to stay here for that." John said. Kelly looked surprised. "What do you mean the pieces fell into place? What do you think goes on here John?" Kelly asked. John pulled Kelly close and whispered in her ear. "You chose your words very carefully Kelly...too carefully. You said that nobody would be touching you...you didn't say anything about them not touching me. The guys all ran off without telling me anything because they didn't want to tell me what happens to the guys here. The look on your face as Lisa told you what happens here was one of shock and then excitement. How could you possibly want that to happen to me Kelly? How could you ever want to watch some guy fuck me in the ass and force other kinds of gay sex on me? How could you possibly want that Kelly?" John asked. Kelly gasped. John pushed her gently away. "Like I said...I'm leaving. The same rules still apply...if you leave with me fine...if not...well you'd better just leave with me." John said. John headed for the door. Kelly looked at Lisa. She had a look of shock on her face. "He figured it out...Lisa he figured it out. I'm sorry...I've gotta got. John wait! I'm coming! I'm coming John! Don't leave without me John!" Kelly said. John reached the door and waited for Kelly. They walked out of the club together. They got in their car and headed home. They were silent during the whole drive. When they got home Kelly started up the stairs, but John gently grasped her arm and pulled her towards the kitchen. He sat on one side of the table and she sat on the other. "Okay...explain." John said. "John...I swear...I had no idea that was what happened at the parties." Kelly said. "I believe you. I don't think you had any idea when we walked into that club. When Lisa told you however you got excited and tried to convince me to stay. Why? Why did you want to stay? Did you think I'd actually do it? Did you think I'd do anything other than fight to the death to keep them from forcing it on me?" John asked. "John...I don't even know if they would have tried to do anything with you tonight." Kelly said. "Oh right Kelly...like they'd ever get me back there if I saw them doing that to some other guy. They would have done it to me first thing tonight...they would have tried to anyway. I'd have damn sure made them work for it if they did. Did you think I'd let them? Did you want me to let them do that?" John asked. "I was pretty sure that you'd put up a fight...at least at first. When she was telling me about it Lisa said that all of the guys put up a fight at first but then they liked it. I was kind of excited about the idea of seeing you like that." Kelly said. "For crying out loud Kelly...I'm not gay, I'm not bi, I'm not bi-curious. I've got nothing against gays...and I really don't want them to have anything against or inside of me." John said. Kelly started to tear up. "I'm sorry John. You were right from the very beginning...they didn't give details...you knew that meant something was up. I wouldn't have known that was what the parties are for until it happened if you hadn't done what you did. I'm sorry John." Kelly said. John moved around and took Kelly in his arms. "It's okay baby. You didn't know what was going on...all you knew was that Lisa and Eric enjoyed it. We went, we found out what it was, and we left. No harm done. In the future though...get more details before you decide to go somewhere." John said. "Yes...that's a very good idea. The only place I want to go now is to the shower to get that strip club stench off of me." Kelly said. "Well there's something you should know about that shower before you go there." John said. "What's that?" Kelly asked. "There's going to be a naked man in it in a few minutes." John said. "Oh really? Well I suppose that it's a big enough shower that I can share." Kelly said playfully. What Kind of Party is it? Alternate Take What Kind of Party is It? was a fine story written by Zeke81 and I urge you to read it first. (Special thanks to Zeke81 for the OK on this version of his original tale) This Alternate is a take on what would have happened had John and Kelly not left a "private" party at a nightclub (whose activities they were unaware of)-- an event they were invited to by friends Lisa and Eric. +++++++ "Please." Kelly who was John's wife begged. "Okay...but you can't tell your husband John." Lisa her friend said. Lisa leaned in, cupped her hands around Kelly's ear, and whispered. John watched Kelly's expression as Lisa whispered to her. John could tell that Kelly was shocked at first and then excited...very excited. "Time's up. So what's it going to be Kelly?" John asked. Kelly stood up and put her arms around John...she was smiling. "John...I know you...I know that you're concerned that this party is supposed to wind up with me having sex with one of the dancers or something. Well you don't have to worry...that's not what happens at all. I won't be touching anyone...nobody will be touching me. You don't have to worry about anything like that." Kelly said. "Well I'm very glad to hear that Kelly. You know me well enough to know what I was worried about, but I also know you Kelly. I know that you aren't telling me the whole story. Obviously there's more to what Lisa told you than what you're telling me...a lot more. From the look in your eyes I'd say that it's a whole lot more." John said. A middle aged female with a name tag reading Rachael Beading MANAGER, walked up and interrupted us. "Excuse me." She said smoothly. "I am the club manager Rachael Beading. Let us please take this over to the side room -as not to bother the other guests." Kelly and John followed her to a private booth. We sat at a low table. Rachael beckoned a waiter to bring drinks. Rachael handed out drinks before she spoke. "Sir I see you are uncomfortable with your wife being here. I am not at liberty to discuss what goes on until after the show starts. You are both free to leave at any time before the main entertainment begins. It is completely your decision, but I hope you both choose to stay." I and Kelly finished our drinks as Rachael leaned forward and continued. "However if you or your wife decide to remain after the show starts, the doors are locked until the entertainment finishes-barring some emergency. " "Well I am not hanging around if I do not know what is going on." I demanded. Rachael smoothed out her skirt and nodded. "Many of the husbands and boyfriends feel that way out of concern for their ladies. I can only assure you that neither your wife-nor any of the ladies here will be touched in any way, nor will any lady be allowed to touch any man here that is not their husband or boyfriend. No male-female contact will be permitted with any of the employees here tonight." Rachael sat back and gave Kelly and I a little smile. "But I can tell you that none of the male guests that choose to continue and attend the show have ever complained to me. Most return for future performances." Kelly took my hands pleading. 'Pleease John, I would really like to see if what Lisa said is true-just do it for me." "Fine." I grunted, throwing up my hands. "Kelly you better make damn sure this is worth it to you." I stared at her. "Last chance." Kelly jumped up, throwing her arms around me. "Thanks so much! I cannot wait! I just know we're going to enjoy it!" With that Rachael stood up. "Well now that that's settled please join the others at your leisure. The show is starting soon, so enjoy your evening." Rachael then walked off into a back room. Kelly my wife looked around. 'Well it would be a waste to let this private booth go to waste." Kelly dropped to her knees then quickly undid my belt and zipper. Pulling out my cock and jacking me to a hard rod in seconds. Next she inhaled my manhood, beginning to giving me a world class blowjob. While I am only average size Kelly deep throated me in a way that made my toes curl. As she bobbed up and down I could feel churning in my balls. I grabbed Kelly's head, holding her tight as I exploded in her mouth. Kelly smiled up at me wiping her lips. She tucked me back in saying. "More to come tonight babe!" I stood up as Kelly took my arm, but I felt a bit lightheaded. "Wow." I thought to myself. "Must have stood up too fast. I really should have eaten something, that last drink really packed a wallop." Kelly and I walked into the main room where Lisa waved us over to the front row patting two empty seats next to her. I seemed to have trouble with my balance. It felt good to sit down. I was really feeling out of sorts, even had trouble focusing. Kelly and Lisa chatted away while some guy gyrated on the stage in front of us. After more of these acts, aided by increased yelling, and whooping by ladies in the crowd. Rachael the Manager now in a Tux walked on center stage. She started acting like some Master of Ceremonies. "Now wasn't that GREAT!" Rachael yelled into the mic. "But let's get to the real reason we are all here! Who are the newbie's in the audience tonight?" With that Rachael shielded her eyes from the stage spotlights, looking out into the crowd. Lisa and Kelly jumped up and down while pointing at me. Suddenly a spotlight blinded me. I could make out another spotlights picking out someone else in the crowd. "OK ladies!" Rachael exclaimed." Who should we bring up stage to perform first?" Lisa and Kelly had me off my chair, they were yelling. "Here here-here is your first performer!!" Held up drunkly between Kelly and Lisa I thought. "Performer?-what the hell kind of party is this they need me as a performer?" "Great! Bring up the lucky stud in the first row." Rachael crowed to the applause and catcalls from the crowd. Kelly gave me a big kiss and hugged my neck whispering in my ear. "OH I am so excited! I can't wait to see this!" Looking into her eyes I saw --Lust-Fear-Excitement-All three? Next thing I know I am sitting on a chair onstage facing the audience blinded by stage lights. Kelly is standing center stage next to Rachel answering questions. "First time for you and your husband?" Rachael asked -Kelly nodded. "You both want it to happen?" Rachael continued, Kelly nodded again. "Well he looks a little overdressed. Why don't you get him into his birthday suit-what do you say?" Kelly nodded, the crowd started yelling again. Rachael the Manager/MC looked offstage. "Boys give Kelly here a hand." With that my wife Kelly started taking off my shoes, two of the male dancers Troy and another guy started undressing me on stage. The crowd was chanting. "Take it off!" I tried to come out of my fog, fighting back. It was like moving in thick jello. "Relax Dude." The male dancer Troy said as he removed my shirt. Kelly slipped off my pants and boxers as the other dancer lifted my hips. Troy continued matter of factly. "You might as well enjoy it, next time you get your turn." Completely nude now I heard the crowd clapping and cheering. Two other men were on stage with video cameras. "What you think?" Rachael exclaimed. "Should we make him a movie queen?" With the crowd roaring another male dancer came on. Before stripping down he handed my wife Kelly a cheap blond wig. Kelly laughed as she put it on my head, than gave me a big kiss on my lips. "John I am so excited for your first time!' Kelly squealed with lust in her eyes before stepping back. Meanwhile the male dancer was getting the crowd worked up gyrating and strutting. He moved over to me and started to rub his crotch into my face as I tried to push him away. Laughter broke out as he easily swatted away my hands, all the time rubbing his groin near my lips. "You Son of Bitch!" I thought. "You stick that thing close enough to my mouth and I will bite it off!!" Well my biting was not to be. After more of this teasing, whipping the crowd into frenzy Rachael handed my tormentor what looked a flexible O ring. In horror I recognized it from the time I took my young nephew to the dentist. It was a type of mouthpiece that keeps the mouth open and prevented the wearer from biting down. I clamped my mouth down tight shaking my head. Troy pinched my nose shut while putting a hand to the side of my jaw. "Come on Dude I really don't want to hurt you." Troy said. With a movement obviously well practiced Troy touched a nerve under my jawbone near my ear. My mouth popped open like jack in the box. With a dramatic flourish the naked dancer fitted the mouthpiece into my mouth. I sat nude, mouth three quarters open like a damn puppet! I will spare you the gruesome details, but I was used by three performers in their "acts"-both singularly and together in ways and combinations I still shudder and have nightmares about. To my shame I ejaculated several times-but it wasn't from pleasure that's for sure. Just simple physical reaction of pressure on my prostrate. After that it got worse as male members of the audience where invited up on stage to participate -sharing in my first time "fun". The only saving grace was that the drugs that prevented me from fighting back -also deaden the pain of the assault. Unless you count the burning pain of my humiliation. Especially seeing my loving wife Kelly clapping and cheering with the rest of the crowd. I do not know how long it lasted until the drugs drifted me off to unconsciousness. +++++++ I woke up when the sunlight cut thru the crack in our bedroom curtains. A moment of panic hit me. I turned over and saw Kelly sleeping next to me. The sudden movements made me feel like I had been hit by a train. My body ached everywhere- back, jaw, nipples, my anus was on fire. Suddenly it all came back to me. I had a spasm of pain as I rushed to the bathroom and vomited until I had only dry heaves. Kelly came into the bathroom wearing a short nightie. She started rubbing my back as I knelt over the toilet. I rolled away in horror as I remember last she had been with me. "You OK Honey?" Kelly cooed. "It is almost noon. I had a hard time getting you up the stairs, into the shower, then bed last night." Then Kelly laughed. "Of course it was nowhere as hard as the hard time you had at the club last night. You were a real slut!" I looked at Kelly like she had two heads as she continued. "I am so glad you decided to stay. The club manager gave us DVDs of all the action. There is even a website we can see all the video on. But they alterated the video on the website. Kinda hard to tell it's you. Well no matter I can't wait until next month's meeting. You won't be main attraction-but we will still have lots of fun." Kelly bent down to give me kiss with her arms wide open. I shoved her away with all my strength. Kelly fell back into the shower stall, and gave me a puzzled look. I tried to speak and found my throat was raw. My voice came out in a low rasp even though I was trying to scream at her. "YOU Traitor BITCH! Get the fuck away from me! Get outta this house! You are fucking crazy! When I get up I'm going to throw you out that window!" Kelly's shocked eyes filled with tears. "What is wrong babe? You're the one who wanted to stay at the club. You can hardly deny enjoying it -I saw you cum over three times...so I know you liked it. Let's go back to bed. We can put on last night's DVDs --you do not know how hot it makes me seeing you like that!" I pulled myself up by grabbing the towel rack. My coordination was still off but I staggered forward throwing a wild punch at Kelly. Kelly screamed and ducked. I had never even raised my voice to her let alone hit her. I missed her falling onto the bathroom floor. "Out Bitch Out!" I croaked trying to push myself up and grab at her at the same time. Kelly yelped and rushed down the stairs. I heard the front door close, then her car drive away... ++++++++ Two weeks later I was in the dirty basement of an abandoned factory in the industrial part of town. A Portable light running off old 12 volt batteries lit up the small space. My laptop was in the room as well as several gallon jugs of water. My body still ached and my voice was raspy. The rawness in my throat had yet to go away. I had the pills in my pocket from the hospital with memories of the looks as the ER Docs poked, prodded, scraped and stabbed me to get samples for the rape kit as well as pictures. I had a card from the rape trauma center, as well as a police detective's card in my wallet. I did not give a statement --but said I might later. In front of me in this dingy space strapped naked to a table tilted head down 45 degrees was the Club Manager Rachel Breading. Rachael was blindfolded, she had a damp cloth over her face. I had spent the time since getting out of the ER researching the net. Amazing what you can find --how to soup-up a tazer, ingredients for homemade chloroform, even the best place to buy a beat up van for cash (no questions asked)-and my favorite a lot of info on the much talked about "water boarding." Rachael the Club Manager/MC on the night of my "fun", had been most cooperative after less than 30 seconds of water boarding. I guess it was true that water boarding was like drowning. Rachael had franticly given up everything she knew; spewing -dates, names, address, bank accounts, passwords-I had to slow her down, as my typing could not keep up with her flow of information. "Please please no more!" Rachael pleaded thru the damp rag covering her blindfolded face. "Who are you? What do you want? I will tell you anything, give you anything! I do not have much money-but you can have it all! Please let me go! I have never hurt anyone-I am just a manager at a nightclub!" "That depends on you Rachael." I rasped. "Now let's go over the webmaster your nightclub uses." I started to go over again the question I had on my checklist... Hours later I stepped out of the empty factory basement into the night air. It was late, the place was deserted save some flickering light from a campfire in an empty lot. I walked over, a small group of homeless men, more like a bunch of hobos --were gathered around a burning trashcan. Pulling up the collar of my coat while pulling my hat down low I approached the men's camp... Rachael's the Club Manager/MC blindfolded head turned as I led the group of men into the dirty basement. I had to breathe thru my mouth as the motley group stunk up the confined space. Pulling out a fistful of twenty dollar bills, I handed one to each of the guys. "You know the deal, no rough stuff and you untie her when you're done." I said walking up the basement stairs as the guys began shedding their clothes surrounding the naked Rachael.... ++++++++ That was a year and a half ago. Weeks after my "conversation" with her they found Rachael the Nightclub Manager/MC half naked wandering the streets downtown. She is now in a mental facility, her mind pretty much gone. I had finally given a statement of my night at the club to the police along with the DVDs. That info along with an unknown email sent to the police of passwords, contacts, address etc. had made for a tri-state wide raid of several clubs and homes. Lots of people you would not have thought got caught up in the sweep. However as the trials dragged on, the people with money and connections managed to get off lightly. Lisa, Eric and Kelly turned state's evidence for a much lesser sentence. Kelly my wife cried the entire time on the stand, Eric who was Lisa's husband was gray and deadpanned. Lisa acted like she enjoyed the whole ordeal. Today I am sitting in a conference room at the jail. Across the table Kelly, Eric and Lisa are in prison jumpsuits with cuffs on. They had been brought from different correctional facilities for this little meeting. After the guards left, Eric was the first to talk. "John -Jesus it was just a little fun that got out of hand..." Kelly started crying and began. "John..I never meant to hurt you. It was only a fantasy I wanted to share with you.." She stopped speaking, breaking down in tears. Lisa interrupted. "Oh shut up you two, stop the whining." Lisa looked at me. "We will be outta here in less than 9 months with good behavior. I already got an advance payment from a production company for a movie deal." Lisa smirked. "You on the other hand have been fucked over more than once and humiliated. That's not over yet, everywhere you go people are going to see your face and know what happened. You're divorced from Kelly, what woman would want you?-hell you cannot even go back to your old job." That was true I had been on medical leave since ever since the club night. Lisa laughed. "You should have just let it go. Not made such a big deal." Lisa pointed at the lady sitting next to me. "How long do you think your girlfriend there is going to last after she seen how much you enjoyed taking cocks up the ass?" I cleared my throat. "Where are my manners, Kelly, Lisa, Eric, this wonderful woman here is not my girlfriend." I gestured to the well-dressed female sitting next to me. "She is a federal lawyer with the US Attorney's Generals office." The Federal attorney opened her briefcase and started to pull out some papers before she spoke."As you drove across state lines to go to and from the club and John was held against his will it is kidnapping -that makes this a federal case and involves the FBI. As drugs were involved it now concerns the DEA, the clubs liquor license interests the ATF, and money laundering brings in the IRS. Oh we found out about your second victim from the "performance" that night. He had a reaction to the drug cocktail at the nightclub and later died, that makes all involved accessory to murder. This case is a media dream-sex, drugs, money. I have a press conference today and am scheduled to be on CNN, followed by FOX. MSNBC, then an interview with the Times and Post. You are going to make me a very popular well known lady. Ever since I was in high school I wanted to be Governor of this state. And now you three are going to make my fantasy a reality." "What do I care?" Lisa interrupted. "I made a deal, I'll serve the time. I am home by Christmas." The Fed lady smiled. "Your deal is with the local DA, not the US Federal Government. But I will use your testemonity against you as well as against the others. We feel that local connections allowed a lot of your "friends" at the nightclub to slip thru the cracks. We at the Attorney General's Office will not be so kind or sloppy." The Federal attorney passed some papers to the three jailbirds. "Oh about your movie deal, home and other property. That is being seized by the US Government under updated Homeland Security legislation enacted last session. Seems some of the money from the club made its way into organizations on the Terrorist watch list. As a key witness in this case John is entitled to a percentage of any assets seized. At this time Johns amount is at the million dollar mark and climbing." "You cannot do that!" Both Eric and Kelly stuttered. "We had a deal!" Lisa almost screamed across the table. "Not with me." The lawyer replied. "No sweetheart deals this time. They will wheel me out of my retirement home to testify at you and your pal's parole hearings." Kelly kept sobbing, Eric slumped back like he was shot, Lisa kept trying to stare daggers across the table. The Federal attorney closed her briefcase before speaking again. "Also as a condition of his testifying John is being placed in the witness protection program. He is to be relocated. Lisa as you noted -Johns face has been splashed all over the media and internet-despite rules about the ID of sexual assault victims -so after the trial John gets plastic surgery along with a new identity. All on the dime of the Federal Government. The US Marshall's service will take good care of John." What Kind of Party is it? Alternate Take Now I spoke up. "What do you think Kelly, -you always said I looked a bit like Mel Gibson. Now I can." Kelly finally stopped sobbing. "John ...how.. How can you do this... to me ... to us...It was only one night...I..." "SCREW That!" I spat back. "One night! One night! How about the weeks I had to use a stool softener just to take a dump, because I was shitting razor blades! What about sweating out HIV and other STD tests every 3 months! Not to mention the Hep C tests and other host of crap I could have been exposed to! You cannot be that clueless a moron. Well now you Lisa and Eric can live out your kinks in prison. I hear they have lots of your kind of entertainment there." I turned to look at the attorney sitting next to me. "Are we done here? Looking at this group makes me want to hurl." She nodded and we got up from the table. I heard Lisa curse, Kelly started crying again. I never even looked back as the guard opened the gate and we walked out... ++++++++ Many years have passed. I now live in a modest home in a midsize southwest city suburb with my wife and three wonderful kids. My own deceased mother would not recognize me, as the surgery made me look a different person, 10 years younger. My "take" from the ordeal was almost $3 million, -Tax free. You would never know it from our lifestyle. I have invested conservatively, we live a middle class existence, getting a new midsize car every few years, and take simple vacations. The kids are in public school, with funds set-up for their college, in addition to trusts for later in their life. I make sure local organizations get a cashier check from an unknown donor whenever the school needs something, or the little league requires new uniforms. So far not much of the principle of the $3 million has been used. I keep to myself, our circle of friends believe I work from home having something to do with the internet. The Fed lawyer did become a media darling and is in her second term as Governor. She was true to her word and almost all the people from dancers to the webmaster got long jail terms. No one involved got any slack, the plea deals were almost as long as the max trial sentences would have been. Her personal appearance at Eric, Lisa and Kelly's parole hearings scuttled any chance they had of early parole- even after a decade in the Federal Pen. Of course it brought the former Federal Lawyer back into the spotlight again as a real "Law & Order" candidate. I think she is looking for a senate seat next election. Naturally her campaign always gets a sizeable donation from me-anonymous of course. What would have happened had I left the club that night? Would Kelly have left with me? I guess I will never know, now I do not even care.