The darkness grows

The three of us walked safely through the streets, laughing and talking like we were old friends. Well, in a sense we were. They were gropers, and I was the person who now loved to be groped by them. It was an unusual relationship, but one I now cherished. Deeper and deeper into the dark side of the city we traveled. Not even the buses were brave enough to stop here, and all of their stops for this part of the city were on the outer perimeter. And police? Forget it! Even they stayed away, deferring control to the criminal elements and the gangs who ran the streets. The adult entertainment business was big here, and even the very rich dared to enter to satisfy their own sexual desires.

It was in this section that my father, Brad Dowey, ran his own club. All I knew about him and the club was that he was one of the kingpins of the thriving adult entertainment field, and that his club was the best, offering a wide range of services to its clients. It was where the very rich, the crime bosses, and gang leaders could often be found indulging themselves in their own sexual fantasies. It was my father's way of keeping the peace, and knitting together an otherwise fractured community. This was also where slavers did their best business, bringing in a constant flow of new women. Being young and naive, I didn't know any of this. But with every step I took, I was on the path to finding out.

Was I to become a part of this growing darkness? Or would I find my way back home? Only time and the circumstances I would find myself in would tell me for sure.

"Well, here we are" Sam said, looking at me. I looked up at the old building we were standing in front of. It was a well kept building, and the banner above it read "Brad Dowey's Place, where all your dreams and fantasies come true!"

Now that I was here, my courage began to fade, as doubt slowly crept into my mind. What would I find beyond those ancient double doors? A new hope? A father I've always dreamed of having? Or would I find myself tangled up in something I really didn't want?

Dean saw the doubt in my face, and he grew concerned. He knew this was no place for a young girl like me. "You don't have to do this, Princess" he said. "Just forget about it, and come home with us."