Fernando got up from the bed walked over and picked up his drink. He told me what a great fuck my wife had been and thanked me for the opportunity. I ...elt a bit of inner pride that this other man had found "my wife" so erotic and sexually appealing! I thanked him. Sonja got up from the bed and went into the bathroom to clean up. She came out a few minutes later looking tired but well satisfied with a smile on her face and a look in her eyes like she was off in another world. We all went back. There are a number of ‘private dance’ rooms and then a dance floor and bar upstairs. There are normally a lot of girls available, all dressed provocatively, and you choose a girl (if you want) and negotiate time with her in one of the rooms. Once done, you goto to the bar, tell them who you chose and pay the cash. Inside the room, well, dancing is not always what happens.So, there I was, I paid my money and went upstairs. Straight away a girl comes over, asks if you want a beer and takes one of. Ten of you? Twenty?" More than ten. Me not know. Not know numbers." How many more than ten? One more? Five more?" Me not know!" Jad was sweating, turning paler under his layers of grease and dirt as the shock from his wound reached him."Give him a drink," Nurm ordered, and waited until that had been done. "Now, you talk! How many more than ten?" Don't know! Five, maybe six." There were more of you than that! Who were the others? Were they from Village Rauch?" Not from village." Jad set his. “It was really good...”I gestured wordlessly for her to continue. I was forcing her to say it, to affirm to herself as much as to me.She breathed out a heavy sigh. “Usually, when I’m um ... well ... when I’m with someone, I have to be the one in control. Saying what I want, how I want it...” she trailed off.I waited.“I ... I liked being told what to do.”There it was, the admission that put her squarely in my reach. I breathed slowly, deeply, calculating. She was there for the taking, if I.