The Country Club by Tim Miller Read Free Book Online Page B

Crystal and Sophie were looking down at the floor.
         “Crystal, check this place out ,” he whispered again.
        “Shut up man!” she whispered back. “They aren’t gonna take us on a fucking tour. You know what they do here?”
         “They aren’t gonna do all that. It’s probably some tourist deal.”
         “Shut up kids,” one of the men said from the front seat. “I’d hate to have to put duct tape over your mouths.”
         They did as he said while the SUV drove right up to the mansion. The gravel road turned into a concrete driveway that wou nd around the back of the building. The SUV turned and went down a long ramp and through a large garage door below ground level. The basement or wherever they were was dark, Joel couldn’t make anything out. They drove on for another minute or two before coming to a stop. Someone opened the door on Joel’s side.
         “Ok, everybody out ,” the man said. It was a different goon. This one had short black hair and a neatly trimmed beard. They all filed out of the SUV looking around. Joel noticed the drop in temperature, it was quite cold wherever they were.
         “Where are we?” Joel asked.
         “Just follow me,” the man said, ignoring his question.
         Another man walked behind them as they followed the goon down a long hallway. Near the end of the hall, there was screaming.
         “What the fuck?” Crystal said as Joel turned and caught her eye for a second. She had been so sure and brave the night before. Now she looked more terrified, even sad as if she’d given up. He had believed her about The Club, or mostly had anyway though it was hard to believe such a place actually existed. He figured there was some truth to it. Maybe it was a bondage club or something, so it seemed like torture but wasn’t.
         Those doubts went away as they reached the end of the hall. There was a large cage with steel bars and a small light shining onto the inside. Inside the cage w ere two naked girls. They were sitting up against the bars with their knees pulled to their chests and shivering. Before Joel could even process what he was seeing, the man turned to them.
         “Ok, everybody take off your clothes,” he said.
         “Fuck you,” Crystal said. “I’m not doing that!” So much for her giving up.
         Without a word, the man behind them pressed a cattle prod against Crystal’s side and gave her a jolt. She screamed as she fell in front of Joel. He knelt down to help her, but the other goon grabbed him.
         “Don’t touch her! Now. You fuckheads can either remove your clothing and step into the cage, or we can incapacitate you and do it ourselves. However, we don’t like doing that, so if we do it will probably hurt. A lot. So, what will it be?”
         Joel looked at the girls in the cage. They were looking away, but he could hear them sobbing. Sophie started to remove her shirt, and jeans. Joel started to undress as well. Once Crystal had gathered herself, she undressed and they all filed into the cage. The man slammed the door behind them and locked it.
         “What is this place?” Joel called to them as the men walked away. “Why are here? What are you doing with us?”
         Joel turned around toward the girls. Both Crystal and Sophie were standing along the bars with their arms crossed. He noticed for the first time what a great body Crystal had. She always wore baggy clothes, but to his surprise she was tight pretty much everywhere. He couldn’t see her boobs since she was covering them. He even noticed her pubic hair trimmed into a nice landing strip.
         He caught himself staring and looked away. This was neither the time nor place to even think that way, yet he felt himself getting a boner. Great.
         “Joel!” Crystal yelled. “What the fuck man? Seriously?”
         He turned away and tried to push it down.
         “Sorry, I