In da club

Riley and Lindsay danced while looking around the crowded club. For a place that mysteriously opened not that long ago this place looked like the most popular place in town. What creeped Lindsay out even more about this was the club didn't even have a name, or a sign, hell it didn't even get talked about. Yet here it was, tons of girls swarmed by eager men while enticing music was playing. Up on platforms a few eager women stripped or performed sexual acts while others below them kept dancing. It was like some misogynistic man's wet dream. Trying to not roll her eyes and pretend to just be a regular here she smiled as a group of guys walked past. She kept her eyes flirty, they'd never imagine she was a lesbian dating the brunette dancing with her. Once they passed Lindsay wrapped her arms over Riley's shoulder and began speaking in her ear, "I was hoping there'd be some like obvious freaky clue as to who we were looking for but this whole club is acting like this sicko's playground!"

Riley frowned and for a moment she let the pure terror and panic show on her face, "I feel like sitting ducks. We are two hot girls in a club. It's only a matter of time before some guys make a move and how far do we go to seem like we belong? Do I need to suck off some creep? This isn't what I signed up for!" She sighed. "Look if either of us have to take some dick then we agreed it would be Ryan. Not some randos at a bar!" She sighs and looks away, "I wanna go. This is too scary. And Megan hasn't said anything yet."

Lindsay frowned back. In the corner of her eyes she noticed a security guard eyeing them, noticing Riley's worried expression and began approaching. Lindsay panicked and dove for a passionate kiss. Luckily Riley was a sucker for a dominant act of passion and responded. As far as the guard could see, they were just two hot girls making out at the club. The blonde assumed that would be normal behavior here. And as the guard lost interest she sighed. "Can we at least wait like ten more minutes? I will message Megan one last time."

Riley sighed before flashing the fakest smile she could, "Fine but I need to go to the washroom. You better have my drink ready for me when I get back. And baby..." Lindsay saw a flicker of her usual self, "You owe me big time. Tonight you're my pet, anything goes."

"We get out of this I'll be your pet all week." Lindsay giggles back. Sure she usually was the dominant but what girl didn't enjoy switching it up every once in awhile. Especially for a gorgeous babe you loved. The blonde admired Riley's ass while she walked away and considered herself lucky. Nothing had happened to her so far, and this operation was meant to keep it that way. Walking towards the bar she decided to do her own investigating. Before her relationship she frequented clubs similar to these, just not as wild. At every bar was that one girl who couldn't hold her liquor and talked to everyone. And to keep feeling important those girls were chatty! Eyeing out the crowd she grinned seeing a cute girl in the corner of the bar playing with their hair. Lindsay approached and gave a ditzy giggle, "Oh my god! You look, like sooo cute tonight! My name's Aleshia!"

The woman looked Lindsay over and smiled back, "I'm Maeve! Thanks! The guy I'm talking to didn't even say how hot I looked in this tonight so I decided to hang out here instead. Fuck Emmet!"

Lindsay tried not to laugh and signaled a bartender, "Yeah! Fuck Emmet! If he doesn't see you for the babe you are then someone else will." The blonde still had it, she was a few exchanges away from taking Maeve home if she wanted to but she wasn't here for that anymore, she needed information. "So anything wild happen tonight?"

Maeve grinned conspiratorially, "You mean did the Bitch Breaker show up? Or do you mean did someone get invited to the tower?"

Lindsay gulped at the weird terms, they were spoken like people here just knew some fucked up culture. Was this place altered like some of the people she saw near the store the other day? "What tower?"

Maeve leaned back and looked over Lindsay, "You telling me you dress that nice and you aren't trying to get into the tower?! It's only the most exclusive place you can be in this town, maybe even country. High above this club is an old abandoned factory tower thing that some rich hottie turned into some freaky sex lair. And every girl that goes in comes out crazy hot and suuuuper happy. Not a single one hasn't admitted it was the best time of their lives! Most girls here are hoping to be next, you get one visit to the tower and you have a body made for Onlyfans for life!"

"And what about the Bitch Breaker?"

Maeve grins and eyes the washroom across the club, "He's here!"

Riley adjusted her clothes trying to hide how stressed and uncomfortable she was. Admittedly she used to be a wild one, maybe deep down she still was. But while she was with Lindsay she was more of a homebody. She preferred sensual baths, books, and the ability to just have passionate sex or foreplay whenever they wanted. Hell ordering in some nice food was even better! Now the music was louder than she remembered, the women were wilder, and the guys were way more pervy! She felt hand grabbing her ass as she walked through the crowd. However she just tried her best to walk faster and not show discomfort. Apparently girls here liked to be touched and she didn't want some freak with powers finding out about her or the love of her life.

"I just wish we knew what we were looking for." She thought to herself when she turned into the woman's washroom. She held in a gasp and her eyes bulged as far as they would go. "Oh shit!" On the floor was an old class mate. A brunette girl, a bit curvy and plump with a strong faith and an even stronger wholesome personality named Erica. Or at least that's who she thought the woman was. It was hard when Erica had mascara down her face, slobber all over herself and her clothes in disarray. Hell what was even more shocking than a good religious woman on her knees in such a state was the giant hulking man with the member that could only be described as a mega cock! It was thicker than her arm and huge! Erica bobbed her head trying to make as much progress as she could on that thing while the crowd around her watched, but there were human limitations! The sounds echoed as she choked and spat from her efforts. Riley didn't know what was happening but it smelled so strongly of man, sex, and something else that was getting her a bit hotter than she felt comfortable with. The brunette turned to the door but some jock sidestepped in her way.

"Going somewhere? You'll miss the show." He stated accusingly. "You girls go crazy for the Bitch Breaker, why would you want to leave?"

Riley gulped as more guys moved to his side. She looked around and as much as the scent, sounds and weird atmosphere was causing a fog in her brain she figured she could resist it long enough to play it cool. "I was going to get my friend. She's a huge fan."

"Nah. He likes to be encountered naturally. You go out there and start blabbing and the whole club will be chaos. You can tell your friend how it was afterwards. Or hope your friend comes in to look for you before he calls for the doors to close."

Riley nods mutely and distances herself from those guys, breathing heavily as she looks back at the wild expression of Erica. A woman of God, losing herself with cock. "God...my husband would be so fucking pissed if he saw me like this!" Erica giggled to the crowd that cheered her on. Hands extended from the crowd, grasping her dress and ripping it, tatters falling to the floor as the dress was torn away piece by piece. Riley felt herself growing hot. After Lindsay's whole experience with Ryan, the idea of a big dick every once in awhile was very appealing. And having some cult leader known as a "bitch breaker" was getting her uncomfortably curious. She wasn't the only one. Countless women in the crowd arched their backs, threw off their tops or called after him.

"I need to find another way out before this person's musk or whatever this is makes me as bad as these girls are getting!" Riley thought and looked around for any sign of escape.

(For those who enjoy more linear storytelling and less perspective shifts it will be a couple of more chapters until the story follows one perspective longer with the classic occasional check in from another source. For now we will be following the sweet romantic couple at the club, catching up with the main group, and seeing how an isolated and blackmailed victim tries to save herself.)