The place was clean too; there was always someone going around discreetly with a bottle of disinfectant and roll of paper towels to clean up spills of all kinds. The tables and chairs were replaced if damaged, and not a chip was to be found on table tops. The paint was kept fresh, and everything was neat.
It was, however, dark, always dark. You could see to walk, it wasn’t like being in a cave in total blackness, but it was dark. The lights were saved for the stage. My eyes went back to Roxie, and I admired the way she climbed up the pole, performed a few twisting moves then made her way down the steel rod.
She was dressed in a pair of black hot pants, black combat boots, and a black corset. I didn’t know the song, but it had a powerful, frantic rhythm that drove her frenzied on the stage. She had the full attention of everyone in the room, there was no doubt of that. The routine came to an end, and applause and cheers filled the room.
It was 8:15 pm. Most of these men were single or had wives who stopped asking where their husbands spent their nights long ago. Freddy was there, and Roxie left the stage to join him with a smile. She saw me and quirked an eyebrow.
I twitched my glass at her and gave her a smile. She said something to Freddy and headed in my direction.
“Angel wasn’t for you then?” she asked and sat beside me at the table.
“No, too unsure of what she wanted. Poor girl, I think she’s left the place now.”
“She did, that’s why I asked. I thought she’d be your type?” We’d discussed the kind of arrangement I’d like to have, after I learned she was definitely taken by Freddy, and she’d kept an eye out for me.
“She would have been, if she had been able to make up her mind. She couldn’t, so I let it go. I need someone who knows what she wants, because I plan to give it to her.” I didn’t go into detail; we’d talked about it before. She knew what I wanted. A woman who would give me everything she had and then
pull out a little more to give.
There wasn’t necessarily a manager here at Elmo’s but if there was a problem, or a question needed to be answered, your best bet was to talk to Roxie,
I’d learned. She drew a lot of the members to come back night after night, but she’d been unattainable for most, and the ones who had her didn’t keep her for long. Until Freddy.
“Well, I might know someone who will meet your needs, but she’s not here
yet.” Roxie’s green eyes watched me, appraising. “I think she’s ready for a place like this; she says she is, but I have to be sure. She’s not, hmm.”
Roxie paused, looked away as if lost in thought, and then came back to me.
“She’s not the usual kind we bring into this place. We’re a classy place, don’t get me wrong, but most of the women we bring know exactly what life’s about.
They decide to come here knowing what it is they’ll get. I need to be sure she’s ready for that. She’s had an easy life, and well, I think she wants to start breaking her boundaries.”
“Oh?” I asked and leaned closer. “What’s her kind then?”
“Pampered,” she said immediately, and then felt guilty; I could see it in the way she winced. “She’s a good friend of mine, but she’s had a very sheltered and privileged life.”
“I see.” I sat back and tapped on the table top. I wasn’t sure that I wanted a daddy’s girl who wanted to rebel. I wanted a pet, yes, a woman to bend to my will until she had the best orgasm of her life, and I’d done that many times already, but did I want to start out with a spoiled princess?
It would be a lot of work. “She’d be worth it.”
Roxie had already piqued my interest, but that assurance from her was guaranteed to get my full attention. “And why would you bring such a woman to a place like this? If she’s your friend?”
“Because she needs it. Maybe more than anyone else I’ve ever met. She needs what you have to offer. I lived that life a long time ago, and I’m well past it now, but my friend… She might be the kind who lives the lifestyle for life.
She’s a giver, and she can’t change that about herself, no matter how hard she might try.”
“I see.” I tapped again, lost in thought. “Can you bring her in?”
“I’m arranging it. If she can make it through the doors, I think she’ll be just what you’re looking for.”
“Alright.” She must want something out of this, and I was blunt enough to ask her what it was. “Why me? Why are you offering your friend up to me?”
“Because, dear sir, you have that look in your eye. Like you want to break a woman, but in a good way, not the bad way. And my little friend needs just that.
She’s so hungry for it, she’s on the verge of losing control. I think you can teach her that control. In all, I believe you’re the perfect teacher for her. She’s liable to get into trouble if she’s not guided in the right direction. Also, I know I can have you killed if you break her the wrong way.” The note of jest in her voice was belied by the promise in her eyes.
“I understand.” I meant her reasons for offering up her friend and the warning. I believed she’d do it too, if the intensity of that gaze was anything to go by.
“I propose you speak with her, let her settle in to the place, and then make your offer. Don’t pounce the moment you see her; take your time, and let her decide. Then, you will likely find you’ve found far more than you bargained for.”
I nodded in agreement. This wasn’t my first rodeo, and I knew how to break
a filly properly, how to make her bend to your will. Now, if I could only find some property out here too, that would be the icing on the cake.
“Thank you, Roxie.” For the first time, I wondered if that was her real name, but I didn’t ask. There were some things you left alone in a place like Elmo’s.
Names was one of those things.
“My pleasure. And remember, you break her wrong, I break you.” Her well-
manicured eyebrows lifted over sharp green eyes, and I felt a shiver run down my back. I’d have loved to make those eyes flicker with challenge, but she was taken.
“I like breathing and living above ground, Roxie. I’ll be gentle. I promise.”
I’d be as gentle as the kitten offered to me wanted me to be, and no more gentle than that.
I wouldn’t tell Roxie that, however. What happened between the woman and
