The bar, of course

Without a second thought you head straight for the bar. Whatever was going on around here had to involve ****.

From a distance it looks like any small island bar, but as you get closer you can hear the rhythmic thump of loud bass. In neon, the sign above the front door identifies the place as the "Club Paradise."

Before you can reach for the door, a window slides open. A pair of eyes look out at you for one long moment.

"You're late," the owner of the eyes says. You hear a lock being moved, and then the door drifts open. The sound of the bass is now almost deafening. "You're up next. Hurry! Five minutes. Five minutes! You hurry."

A short man in a sleeveless shirt takes you by the arm and pulls you into the club. The door slams closed behind you. For a moment you're lost in darkness, but as your eyes begin to adjust, you realize where you are.

Between the black lights, strobe lights and the scent of coconut oil, there is no doubt that you've entered a strip club rather than a bar. And if the bouncer is correct, you're due to be on stage any minute.

"There you are!" a female says. A big, beautiful woman bursts into the hallway and grabs your other arm, pulling you away from the bouncer. "Let Maria get you ready, baby."

Maria is pulling your clothes off of you as she guides you into a dressing room. Several other girls are lounging around in various states of undress. The man inside your head lets your eyes linger on them as you are stripped down. If you still had a cock, it would be standing at attention.

"Two minutes!" someone yelled.

"Hurry!" Maria yelled. She finished getting your clothes off and tosses your a purple thong. "These men pay big money to see you once per day. You can't disappoint them."

"I just don't...don't think I'm up to it," you tell her.

"That sweet ass and pussy is what keeps you in that big beach house and it keeps all of us employed!" Maria said. "You shake your money maker. You make horny boys happy. We all keep living the good life."

Before you know what is happening, she has managed to **** you into the thong and is leading you through another door.

"And now...what you've all been waiting for...our daily visit from the one and only...Island Queen!" a disembodied voice booms, and cheers erupt.

Maria gives you a big push and suddenly youbare standing on a stage in front of at least a hundred onlooking men wearing nothing but a thong...

Music starts playing.