"I guess I am in"

"Well," John hesitated but he and the ladies already knew his answer. "I guess I am in."

"Excellent!" beamed Madeline as she produced a small stack of papers and a plane ticket. "These are preliminary contract agreements stating you will be on the plane tomorrow at 9:00 am sharp. You will be received in Miami by our staff and they will take you to the medical processing site at the docks. From there you will be placed in a nice stateroom on the chartered ship we have waiting where you will meet some of your fellow prey."

The word "prey" blazed into the young man's thoughts.

"The ship will take you to the island where you will be picked up and transferred to the dormitories where you will be prepared for the day of the hunt. Sign here," she flipped of a few pages "and here."

John took the pen and, with a sinking dread that he was signing his soul to the devil, he scribbled his name as she had commanded.

"Great!!" Madeline beamed. "Now that we have concluded our business, it is time to celebrate!!"

She and Tracy signaled for their coats and led the slightly drunk young man out of the restaurant.

The nightclub had a name but John was too muddled in his thoughts to have noticed. The wine left him in a warm cozy place and his future seemed so much brighter now. As bright as the lights that lit up the sign they walked under at the club. The bouncer waved the group in with a smile and John was quickly lost in the sounds of smooth jazz.

He watched couples dance through a glassy haze and a faint smile on his lips. Madeline and Tracy exchanged smiles of their own as they rubbed the **** young man's legs. He was strictly hands off, they both knew but they did love to tease. John looked from one beautiful face to another in amazement.

The night continued like a dream, with a dance in the arms of each angel. John gave himself over to the **** induced heaven.

"I think our favorite soldier has had enough for tonight," smiled Madeline as she signaled to a well-dressed woman standing silently against the wall. " Sofia here will take you to your hotel and wake you in the morning for your trip to the airport."

"Good luck, John!" grinned Tracy. "Whichever way the hunt turns out for you but personally, I wish I could capture you myself!"

John turned red at the compliment and his cock stirred in his drunken state. "Thanks" is all he could manage before a firm hand guided him out of the club.