by Terry Towers
As she came closer to her destination, the music was accompanied by the sounds of voices. Her excitement raised another notch. She slipped her handbag onto her shoulder making sure the lens of the tiny camera sewn inside was getting a good view of what she was facing. She also had an audio recorder going, but with the music and murmur of voices it would be hard to get anything useful from the audio.
To her relief, she didn't see a soul until she exited the corridor that brought her into the main room of the club. Aside from half dozen cages suspended from the ceiling with naked women trapped in them, at first glance it appeared to be like any other nightclub. Couples chatted at tables, people danced on the dance floor at the center of the room and people hung out at the numerous bars around the room.
"What in the fuck..." Lexie's green eyes widened as her eye glanced over to the far left corner of the room. A small stage was set up featuring a man with three women. The man appeared normal, black pants and a white button down shirt, but the women were dressed in odd looking black leather costumes. Gloves on their hands and boots on their feet which gave the appearance of hooves and they appeared to have long bushy tails. Lexie took a few steps closer. Are the end of the tails stuck up their...? She grimaced. Oh God, they are! Damn!
Lexie watched as the man ordered one of the girls get down on her hands and knees in front of him. She eagerly obliged and he placed a bit gag into her mouth, which was attached to reigns. He "mounted" her with a crop in hand, the reigns in the other. He shouted at her and then brought the crop down at her backside. She cried out, the sound muffled due to the mouth gag. Soon she closed her eyes and began to buck wildly under him.
Double damn!
She noticed Nadine working the room, with tray of shots in hand and quickly made her way over to her. "What's going on over there?" she asked as she approached Nadine, jerking her head in the direction of the display. "That was not in any of the videos."
Nadine's dark eyes glared over at her. "What are you doing coming over to talk to me," she hissed at Lexie through clenched teeth as she approached.
"Getting myself a shot," Lexie replied giving her a sweet smile. She selected a shot from the tray and gulped it down. The alcohol burned as it rushed down her throat making her cough and sputter for a moment. It had been literally months since she'd had anything of an alcoholic nature to drink.
"They're called pony girls."
"Pony girls? I don't believe they were part of my homework Nadine." She grabbed a second shot and drank it down. Still burned.
"Yeah, well. Marcel is the pony Master and he's here today to give a performance."
"So who's Marcel? Anyone important?"
Nadine shrugged. "Owns a chain of hotels or something. There's a lot bigger fish here tonight. Saw a couple of actors earlier and some rapper."
Lexie grinned. The crowd of roughly one hundred people in the main room was only a fraction of the people that was in the club at the moment. Nadine had informed her earlier that all members had private suits set up in the building to accommodate their fetish of choice. So most of the members she assumed were occupying themselves elsewhere in the building. She just had to keep her eyes peeled.
She crinkled up her nose as she eyed Marcel and his pony girls. "So he gets off on riding them and slapping their asses with a riding crop?"
Nadine shrugged. "People get off on a lot worse. Check out the water room."
Lexie cast a sideways glance over at her friend and raised a brow. She had a pretty good idea of what went on there and had no desire to check out that room anytime soon. Now finding out who was in that room... Oh yeah, that would be useful information.
"Look girl. I gotta go before you get me in shit."
"But..." Taking note of Nadine's anxious expression she nodded. "Okay. Sorry."
Nadine shrugged and leaned into her. "Stay out of trouble and if you get caught..."
"I don't know ya." Lexie finished for her, with a grin.
