The other two sections are comprised of what appears to be prison cells. In one, a couple is having sex, and it seems everyone is watching them. It’s all very voyeuristic, and I can sense which couples have been here before. I’m surprised it’s not a nakedfest though. Most of the crowd down here is wearing some article of clothing.
Sainte and I stand around for a while, watching the couple in the cell. It’s erotic and sensual. They are not fucking. They are taking their time and enjoying the audience. There are tables and couches all around the exhibition area, and Sainte gestures for us to sit in one. I follow and sit.
A few minutes later, the man who was whipping the girl walks up to our table. “Hello, Mr. Benson. I understand you wanted to speak with me.” He turns toward me and then looks back. “I assume she needs some training?”Oh my God, Sainte, please tell me you didn’t. And when did you have time to request an audience with this man?
Sainte notices the panicked look on my face and grins. “No training. She’s perfect the way she is.” He looks at me and caresses my face. “However, I did want to speak with you. I assume I refer to you as Master?” So this guy is theMaster.Interesting.
He nods.
“Please sit.” Sainte invites him to join us on the couch, and he does.
“I’m afraid I don’t have a lot of time. If you could please get on with it.”
“Well, Master, I was wondering if you could hook me up with the owner of this fine establishment. I’m interested in making an investment, and I would like to get in on a sure thing.” Sainte looks around at the crowd and then says, “This place is a sure thing.”
The Master smiles. “Oh, if you only knew. There is more involved with this than you can imagine. And for the right person, could be a very lucrative business deal.”
Sainte nods. “That’s exactly what I’m looking for.”
He takes a business card from his wallet and hands it to Sainte. “I’m sure you understand. Discretion is of the utmost importance.”
Sainte takes the card. “Of course.”
“I will make sure he will be expecting your call.”
“Thank you.” Sainte turns toward me and asks, “Would you like to stay, my love, and partake in the activities?”
“If it is okay with you, I am rather tired,” I say, making sure that I put what he wants first as the Master watches our every move.
The Master leans over to Sainte and says, “Ah, if she were mine, I wouldn’t give her a choice.”
Sainte gets up from the couch and holds his hand out to me. “Lucky for her, she is not yours.”
I take his hand and stand.
The Master smirks. “It was a pleasure meeting you both, but I must run. I’m afraid my last scene went longer than expected, and I have an appointment with my weekly selection.”Yeah, buddy, I think to myself.It’s a good thing your last scene went over ’cause your weekly selection is long gone.
He leaves and Sainte and I follow him, all of us heading for the stairs. I hope we get out of here before he realizes his selection is gone. When we get to the top of the stairs, the Master walks straight to the bar and we make a beeline for the door. After going through the door, we head up the stairs to the massage parlor, and the same lady who greeted us is standing at the podium.
“I hope you both had a lovely evening.”
“We did, thank you,” Sainte says. He looks at me and winks. “We will definitely be back.”
The hostess smiles, and we walk out the door.
Chapter 17
Sainte
We get back to the clubhouse and rush to get inside. We both are hoping the girl took our advice and came here. We can question her and get some information. Hopefully she at least left and saved herself. I open the door and let Honey walk in while I follow behind her. A couple of the boys and some sweetbutts are scattered around, and Scratch is tending bar. I don’t see the girl anywhere. I look around for Ice but don’t see him either. Not that I expect him to be here. It’s well after one in the morning.
Rebel comes walking out of the kitchen and spots us. “Hey,” he says and walks toward us.
“Did a young girl come by earlier asking for Ice?” I ask.
“Yep, she sure did.”
Honey breathes a sigh of relief.
