It was the fast and dirty that appealed to her. It was the seediness and the roughness. The club was it's normal mural of sweat and sex but it all seemed much tamer than the animal inside her was looking for. With a sigh she turned to the 3 ladies that had accompanied her into this "girls night" of drinking and dancing.
"I have to go."
"Why we just got here?"
"Where do you want to go now?"
"You guys stay. I am just going to head home. I have a blinding headache all of the sudden."
"You okay to get home?"
"I am fine. Enjoy yourselves. My tab is open at the bar so party as long as you like."
"Thanks honey, feel better."
With that she moved off toward the exit. There was a club not far from there that was more appropriate to her mood. She would head there and try to unleash the beast currently ravaging her from the inside.
The fresh air on her face felt amazing after the smoky sweaty club. She turned and headed toward the Mask. The one place she was sure to find what she was looking for. She paid the admission and doffed the mask that the doorman gave her and headed in. The darkened interior and the writhing bodies were closer to what she was looking for. There was one guy that was usually around that would give her what she was looking for. Now to find him.
The muscle bound lunk was in his normal booth holding court. He was a body and that was all she needed.
"Hey there stranger." He said as she approached. "thought I told you not to come over this way. I guess you just need a lesson on where good girls are not supposed to be."
It was exactly what she told him to tell her when he saw her and for a moment the fear and the thrill seemed to be ramping the frustration up perfectly. He stood and grabbed her arm and shoved her roughly in the direction of the alcove across from his table. He pushed her up against the wall and began to paw cruelly at her. She whimpered and only wished that the fear was a little bit more real. He pushed her panties down and began rubbing her pussy roughly with one hand while he put the condom he had unwrapped on his stiffened cock. Without any more build up he thrust into her. She was not as wet as she should have been so the entry was rough, which was what she was looking for so her arousal spiked immediately drenching him. He was not very big in the cock department but she wasn't looking for that. It was the rape-like feeling of having no control that was the draw.
"Please," She whimpered. "Stop, please. I am sorry, I won't come back."
He growled and continued to pummel away at her.
"I believe the lady told you to stop." The voice behind the lunk was deep and authoritative.
"No she didn't." Said the Lunk still hammering away.
She was so close before the "helpful" stranger broke her concentration. She growled with frustration. "Penny loafers." She said.
"You okay?" said the lunk pulling out of her at the sound of her safeword.
"Yeah, just not going to get back there now. Sorry." She said pushing her clothing back into place. "You okay to finish alone?"
"What 'alone'? I got scads of chicks over there that are looking for a pounding. Come back and see me some other time."
"Thanks." She said stepping away from the lunk and past the helpful stranger. Grateful for the mask and dark interior as she moved toward the door. She felt the stranger move behind her. She hurried quickly to the door removed the mask and placed in the bin before racing out. She hailed a cab and was in the back seat just before the door of the club opened for Mr. Helpful. She did not look back afraid that he would see her face as the cab drove away. Unfortunately, that meant that she did not see him either.
Raymond Exeter or "Rex" watched as one of his most recognizable clients Mindy Shaw drove off in the cab to god knows where. At least this club required masks to be worn so there was less of a chance that she would be recognized. Rex growled as he thought of that asshole pawing her and abusing her, but more so that she was looking for that kind of treatment. The obvious safeword, meant that she wanted that and that she had done this before.
Rex grabbed his phone and dialed her number. It had been by chance that he had seen her enter the seedy little club as he was on his way to meet her and her friends at the Spotted Club down the street. He was heading there to toast the closing of the movie deal that he had been working on for her. As her agent, he was concerned about the clubbing as the tabloids could do a number on any young actress.
He had never had an issue with Mindy, but the idea of some papa-rat-zi getting shots of her going into a known sex den was not going to play well to the Family friendly movie he had gotten her. He waited for the call to connect as he seethed. She was his client and he had to protect her. The thought of her engaging in such dangerous behavior was unthinkable.
"Hello, Rex." She said as if nothing had just happened.
"Where are you?" Rex bit out.
"I am heading home. The club gave me a headache."
"I am coming over."
"Can't it wait? Like I said I have a headache."
"No it cannot. I will be there in 10."
"Please Rex, I do not want to discuss business tonight."
"I do not care what you want. I will be there in 10." With that he hung up and signaled his driver.
Mindy had just shut the door behind her when Rex started pounding on the door. She jumped in surprise and opened the door.
"What is it Rex?" She said wearily.
"Oh, little girl you may want to tone down the attitude."
'Excuse me?" Mindy asked as he pushed past her.
"How often to you go to that club?"
"The Spotted? I don't know 2 or 3 times a month."
"No The Mask."
"What?"
"Yeah, that was me."
"Mr. Helpful was you?" She squeaked.
"Yes. Now answer the question."
"Look I was careful."
"Is that what I asked you Mindy?"
"Fine! I go there occasionally. Less than once a month. Only when it gets so bad I can't control it anymore. Now I don't know what I am going to do, because even before you showed up it was barely working. There is no way that I am going to be able to go back there and be able to get it to work. Now what..."
Rex stared as Mindy got lost in her own space. She was not talking to him so much as herself, looking for the answer to a question that Rex did not even know.
"Mindy, honey, stop. Look at me."