The Membersaren't paying for sex they're paying for access to the Club and, if theypay enough, for access to the Private Rooms. And you're not gettin...paid to fuck them, you're getting paid to entertain them in those rooms.No cash, aside from tips, changes hands. It's all included in theirdifferent levels of Membership. And you get paid a flat rate per eachclient you entertain. Is that clear, Fran?" His voice was almostsneering at her.Fran's mind was reeling. "So, let me get this straight,. "You know that's illegal right!" Yeah, what of it?" Nothing." He replied. "Just fucking with ya, you got one spare?"'Just fucking with me?' She thought to herself. "Yeah, come down to the cubicle next to me."He didn't know why she didn't just come out and give him one, but his footsteps approaching let her know he was on his way. She rooted into her trouser pockets, drew a cigarette from the packet and poked it through the hole to him."What the fuck is this place?" He asked, having only just. I love a strong man’s kiss! He didn’t ask or wait. He pinched my protruding nipples and rubbed his bulge against mine. Then we heard a muffled knock at the door. “Chris!”Steve turned me around and pressed his hard rubber covered body against mine and started walking to the door. I ‘led’ the way but wished I could get at that cock and body!We got to the door and I opened it to find Chris pulling himself together. His dress shirt was hanging off his broad shoulder, he had a handful of gear. " Y'Yes," she finally said quietly. She could see the cold cruel glint in his black eyes, and knew that any sigh of resistance right now would only bring further pain and indignities from him. He was the leader of this gang, and could not under any circumstances run the risk of being stood up against in front of them. They worshiped strength and she sensed that if he lost his prestige in this matter with them, that he would lose all. It was again, the old tale of the male lions fighting for.