I was looking at the pile of bills on one side of the table and a small buisness card taped to a long envelope on the other. I was at work at a strip club and this was left in the back room for me. In small gold letters, were written: Sandy. My name. That’s it. I disregarded it at first and then noticed how strange it really was when I got home. I opened it and saw a neatly typed note. I have enjoyed your show on many occasions, slut. You could have a future at my tower. If you are interested call the number at the bottom and you be told where to go.
Now that was strange. Who was this person? Should I answer it? It could be a dreanged psycho. Or it could be a much better club. I gazed back to the bills and picked up the phone. It was late but if it was a club, someone should still be there. It rang 4 times and I was just about to hang up when a husky woman’s voice answered “Hello, Sandy”
“How did-“
I am so very glad you called. Leave your apartment in 10 mins and walk to the corner of sullivan and atumn” And the line went dead. Are these people crazy? I hung up the phone and leaned back. I would be crazy…. But I looked at the clock and then back down to the shorts and tank top I was wearting. I couldn’t. The tingle in my stomach got stronger as the minutes passed. I don’t know what made me do it but I jumped off the couch and to the bathroom. After brushing and fluffing my hair, Ithrew a little make-up on. I was out the door. My brain was screaming, but my curiosity was in control.
I reached the specified corner and looked around. Dark and desolate I was going to give myself 5 mins. Before walking back home. 4 minuntes must have passed and a dark black limo pulled up next to me. It just stopped. No windows opening, no nothing. My brained reeled. What do I do? I looked up and down the street and back to the door in front of me. Suddenly it clicked open and I jumped back. It was dark inside. I stepped closer and before I knew it I was climbing in. All my thoughts were centered on who wold know where I was? How long before someone knew I was missing? The same voice from the phone, pierced my attenteion.
“Relax, dear. No one is going to hurt you. My Master has a proposition for you and you apparently have chosen to listen. No one will force you to do anything but listen. Once he is done, we will take you home again.” She reached down into a compartment by the seat. I got a glimpse as she leaned down. She was a strikingly beautitful woman. Blonde, slim. She picked up a black silk scarf and smiled at me. He is very secretive. I must block your vision until we arrive.I stared at her “Blindfold me?”
“I know it looks bad, but really you must trust me.” Before I could say anything further, she was approaching me across the length of the limo and tying the silk firmly around my eyes. I was plunged into darkness and my breathing got heavy.
“Please relax, it’s only about 20 mins. And I think you will like what you hear” I sat back after a while and concentrated on the hum of the engine as we rode. As various thoughs sifted through my head, I suddenly remember her calling this man “Master”. What was meant by that? Was this a slavery ring? I panicked all over again, but before I could say anythign about it, the car stopped. I felt her hand on my elbow nudging me up. I blindly followed her out of the limo and across what seemed a gravel path. I had the feeling we were walking around a building and then we stopped. She untied the blind fold and I blinked as I looked around. I was standing before pair of large oak doors on a wraparound porch. Behind be was woods. A lot of woods.