He has options

Jack enters the backstage, stripping off his leather glove and throwing them in a trash can.

He then takes off his mask and wipe the sweat off his face.

Before he knew it big breasts assaulted him on his right, almost knocking him off his feet.

"You were wonderful Jackie." Zoe says as she hugs him tightly, "Just wonderful."

"You saw that?"

"Of course I did. We have all the dungeons rigged up in case the client doesn't understand the word no or things go a little to far like having a allergic reaction in a latex suit. You know that happened before?"

"Yeah, yeah." Jack shoves the mask into Zoe's hands, "Now that I did that little chore of yours. I'm going home."

He then walks off, "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Oh you are not done."

Jack turns around, "What?"

"You heard me." Zoe says in a more serious tone as she walks to him, "That little session of yours barely pays any of what you owe me. So you get to work this as a normal 9 to 5 job until you pay what you owe like everyone else here. I'm not going to let go that easy because we are related."

"What am I suppose to do? Another BDSM Session?"

Zoe thinks about it, "You could or you can help out at the bar. We always need a good bartender. Or you can go onstage and strip."

"I'm not dancing." Jack holds up a finger.

"Do you think the boys at Chipendales know how to dance? Just stand there and take off your clothes. I know plenty of women who would pay for that."

"Would you?"

Zoe hesitates for a second then says, "Or…or you can go into the pit. I know how much you like to fight. And that would pay your debt immensely with all the bets that get made there."

"And I doubt my opponents would be easy?"

"Psst…of course not. Either it will be one of the girls or a volunteer from the crowds. And I don't need to remind that my most prominent clientale come from the league."

Zoe then gives back his mask, "Your choice, just make it a good one."

She then kiss his cheek and walks up front as Jack stands there mulling over his options.