Julie stood indecisively in the shadow of some houses, her blonde hair falling to her shoulders, while her green eyes were staring at the neon light on the other side of the street. It was quite a big building, with five floors, and probaably with cellars as well.
It had several doors on the front side, and above them hung the large red neon sign:
THE REALM OF PLEASURE***MEN AND WOMEN WELCOME
Our girls shall leave no fantasy unfullfilled
Not the most original slogan, perhaps, but then the Realm didn't really need advertising, its reputation was well known:
It was a place of some little mystery. No one knew, for example, how many of of the floors were actually in use. Some said all of them, some said just the ground floor.
Officially, it was just a sort of bar/restaurant with 'adult entertainment' onstage. But everyone knew for example that fondling the waitresses was not frowned upon.
As for happened beyond---it was unclear how many knew everything. That the Realm was really a classy brothel for males and females was an open secret, but some rumors that simply everything that could at the uttermost stretch be called legal, and even some things that lay beyond, went on in the member-area of the Realm. It was said that while some girls working there were just strippers, and thought that was all there was to the club, while others pleasured customers with kinky acts of the extreme--were perhaps even forced, in some measure(though they'd still have the alternative of quitting, apparently), to do unspeakable things...
Julie did not know how much of this was true, or how much of it she would ever be allowed to see. But she did know that the Realm was looking for new girls...and paid extremely well, and the girls working their were. And didn't ask too much question...at least about one's private life, social status etc.
Which suited her just fine. She had run away from her home only a few weeks after her 18th birthday. She had come to this town, knowing a distant cousin of hers lived here, and might help her find a job.
What she didn't know was that her cousin--Laura--was a prostitute, working for the Realm of Pleasure. She was doing well enough on her own, though she could only afford to lodge and feed Julie for some time.
So Julie had tried to get different jobs, but always failed. So at last she swallowed her pride, and asked Laura if she could get her a job in the Realm.
While Laura would not for the world say how many of the rumors concerning the 'club', she greatly supported Julie in her decision.
However, on the very night they'd wanted to go to the club for a 'job interview' Laura had said she'd been called out of town(she wouldn't been specific), and so Julie had made her way to the Realm on her own, knowing she was acting foolish, but somehow driven on despite her extreme nervousness.
Laura had dressed her to appeal to the Staff Managers:
Everything she wore was of red latex: her knee-high high-heel boots, her miniskirt(which covered nothing of her thighs, and under which she wore no panties), and her tank top, which had a very deep cleavage and left her whole stomach exposed.
After several more minutes of hesitation, Julie finally went around the building of the Realm and entered through a backdoor, as Laura had told her. She found herself in a small office. A man looked up from his computer.
"Er....hi" she stammered. "i...my name is Julie. I heard you had a job to offer..."
OOC: Hope this will appeal to some of you guys and gals out there...join in and take any role, I only set one requirement: quality!
Let the fun begin
It had several doors on the front side, and above them hung the large red neon sign:
THE REALM OF PLEASURE***MEN AND WOMEN WELCOME
Our girls shall leave no fantasy unfullfilled
Not the most original slogan, perhaps, but then the Realm didn't really need advertising, its reputation was well known:
It was a place of some little mystery. No one knew, for example, how many of of the floors were actually in use. Some said all of them, some said just the ground floor.
Officially, it was just a sort of bar/restaurant with 'adult entertainment' onstage. But everyone knew for example that fondling the waitresses was not frowned upon.
As for happened beyond---it was unclear how many knew everything. That the Realm was really a classy brothel for males and females was an open secret, but some rumors that simply everything that could at the uttermost stretch be called legal, and even some things that lay beyond, went on in the member-area of the Realm. It was said that while some girls working there were just strippers, and thought that was all there was to the club, while others pleasured customers with kinky acts of the extreme--were perhaps even forced, in some measure(though they'd still have the alternative of quitting, apparently), to do unspeakable things...
Julie did not know how much of this was true, or how much of it she would ever be allowed to see. But she did know that the Realm was looking for new girls...and paid extremely well, and the girls working their were. And didn't ask too much question...at least about one's private life, social status etc.
Which suited her just fine. She had run away from her home only a few weeks after her 18th birthday. She had come to this town, knowing a distant cousin of hers lived here, and might help her find a job.
What she didn't know was that her cousin--Laura--was a prostitute, working for the Realm of Pleasure. She was doing well enough on her own, though she could only afford to lodge and feed Julie for some time.
So Julie had tried to get different jobs, but always failed. So at last she swallowed her pride, and asked Laura if she could get her a job in the Realm.
While Laura would not for the world say how many of the rumors concerning the 'club', she greatly supported Julie in her decision.
However, on the very night they'd wanted to go to the club for a 'job interview' Laura had said she'd been called out of town(she wouldn't been specific), and so Julie had made her way to the Realm on her own, knowing she was acting foolish, but somehow driven on despite her extreme nervousness.
Laura had dressed her to appeal to the Staff Managers:
Everything she wore was of red latex: her knee-high high-heel boots, her miniskirt(which covered nothing of her thighs, and under which she wore no panties), and her tank top, which had a very deep cleavage and left her whole stomach exposed.
After several more minutes of hesitation, Julie finally went around the building of the Realm and entered through a backdoor, as Laura had told her. She found herself in a small office. A man looked up from his computer.
"Er....hi" she stammered. "i...my name is Julie. I heard you had a job to offer..."
OOC: Hope this will appeal to some of you guys and gals out there...join in and take any role, I only set one requirement: quality!
Let the fun begin
