Jack had been working with the U.S. racing agents promoting their more permanent presence at the Meydan Racetrack in Dubai. So while he was staying at the Meydan, it was an interesting circumstance that a meeting was set up here in the Tiered Restaurant. Jack had seated himself as instructed at a table far to the right of the overlook of the winners circle and watched as a man in a bright green beret walked to his table and waited to be acknowledged.
“Join me George, it’s a fine afternoon in Paris”, Jack said this awkwardly. He had been also been instructed repeat those exact words in English.
“Hello Jack, how did you get our number?”
“Henrique gave it to me and said you could arrange for a very personal experience for me. He was quite complementary about your service”.
“Henrique who?”
“Sorry, Henrique Klaus”.
“Ah, yes did he tell you about our requirements?”
“Only that I had to join an exclusive club to enjoy your services”.
“That is correct. It will cost ten thousand dollars, American, to apply and if you are accepted it will cost you another two hundred thousand before you may request our services. After that you will arrange that one hundred thousand will be deposited in a safe deposit box on the anniversary of your becoming a member. You will supply us with the location of that box and a key. If the money is not there when we come to collect it your membership will be revoked immediately. If it is because of hard times leave us a note to that effect and you will be eligible to rejoin when circumstances permit, if no note is present, you will never be allowed to rejoin. I will warn you that we will conduct a thorough background check and if you decide to proceed today you will fill out an application which gives us extensive information about you. Any discrepancy between the application and what the background check reveals will result in an immediate rejection of your application. A criminal record or outstanding warrants are not necessarily disqualifying if you reveal them. We have our own criteria, which you will not be able to question. Understanding your life will prevent us from putting you into a position where you could be arrested while enjoying our services. Compromising our members compromises us. On the application there is a section where you will describe what you would like us to arrange for you on your first visit with us; the application will guide you about what your fantasy is, what people and places are part of it and how long you will want it to last. If it has elements that we can’t supply you will be notified before you embark. If it can’t be done we will ask you to supply another scenario. Do you understand everything I’ve told you?”
“Yes I do! I brought the cash with me as you asked. Where’s that application?”
George laughed and reached into his attaché and removed a packet of papers.
“Thank you, take this back to your hotel and take your time filling it out. When you finish call me at the same number and I’ll come around and pick it up,” he then handed the papers to Jack. “If you have any questions just make a note of the problem and I’ll go over it with you when we meet. Until then,” and he stood up and shook Jack’s hand.
It took Jack six hours over two late nights to finish the application, a full three hours of that was detailing his fantasy. He reread the whole thing before calling George at nine at night, three days after the initial meeting, and leaving a message that he’d finished. Ten minutes later he received a return call.
“Jack, you will meet my associate at the Infinity pool on the roof top in an hour. My associate will be wearing a royal blue swimming costume and a striking jade necklace and you will greet her by saying; ‘It’s been a long time since we met in Jamaica, Claire’. She knows what you look like. All the best, I do hope you enjoy your future fantasies”.
The infinity pool on the rooftop of the Meydan overlooks the racetrack. It was a stereotype of a perfect Arabian night. A crescent moon hung over the racetrack, horses were moving off the track and there were no late races that evening so all was becoming quiet as the last cabs and people moved on to their late evening activities. It was Tuesday on the second week of the two week long Dubai World Cup Carnival and there was a lull between the excitement of the opening weekend and the remainder of the races and festivities that would begin again on Thursday.
Jack was floating near the trackside edge on a foam raft reading the Paris paper Courrier International when Claire walked onto the pool deck. Claire gracefully stood a few inches over six feet. As he took in the sight of her in he saw a lovely head capped with shining blue black hair, cat like amber eyes and a face that was perfectly formed except for a thin crescent shaped scar that traced the left cheek bone. He let his gaze move slowly down following the line of her jaw where it met the long delicate slope of neck to shoulder. Her collarbones were like the delicate buttresses he had seen on the surface of an Arab mosque he had passed by yesterday. And then came the jade necklace which hung over softly mounded ivory breasts. As she approached he could make out that each link suspended on the silver necklace was carved into Chinese characters interspersed with rearing jade horses. As she came closer he could see that the pendant looked like a true to scale double ought upside down horseshoe.
Claire was like a wonderful gift. As she approached each step revealed sensuous detail. The “swimming costume” was a simple wrapping of royal blue silk that must start somewhere behind her back balancing lightly across upturned breast the thin fabric draping easily detected erect nipples. Jack wished he could examine the wrapping closely, unwinding it until he found the origin and ending. He did not doubt that she was a piece designed to intrigue and attract and give promise of the quality of fantasies the group would fulfill.
Now she lowered a foot intricately wrapped in jade green silk cording into the pool first delicately touching the surface of the water with perfect oval toes. Suddenly she stood within a meter of his eyes, and the jade pendant was at eye level now. A silver cord ran through two jade rings that were pierced through the left and right sides of the dish of her navel, the cord then ran up and attached to wither end of the horseshoe. A silver cord from each of the rings descended down her belly into the sheer silk wrapping around her hips and the other end of each cord rose over each hip to disappear behind her. The silk was only one layer around her pelvis and he realized that there was a silvery triangle, condescension, to modesty hiding the cleft of her sex. The cords were visible and were what held the silver covering in place. She was so close now that the relief carving on the horseshoe was visible. The whole horseshoe was carved out of intertwining female and male figures engaged in erotic acts, Jack realized then that his eyes had gone wide and he had probably opened his mouth in amazement. He looked up then to see her smiling down at him and he was able to exchange the required greeting. Jack took a deep breath; Claire was certainly a calculated example of marketing.
Jack rolled off the float and unfolded the newspaper revealing his application. He sat on the edge of the pool deck and motioned her to join him.
Claire sat and glanced through all the pages, in a deep velvety stage whisper she replied; “We’ll get back to you in two to three weeks after running the background check and reading your fantasy. At that time we’ll give you instructions about the transfer of the membership fee and tell you when you will be able to live your fantasy”.
“You can do a complete check in two to three weeks? By past experience that sounds too quick. In the past it’s always taken at least a month”.
Claire, face now without expression, nodded, “We have access to most of the security services in the world. What takes the time is checking on things that aren’t listed in the FBI or MI-6 files. And, of course, we started as soon as we received your phone call, your acquaintance Henrique, had already received our approval to speak with you about our services. That is an absolute requirement of membership. One of our rules, you might say. We’ll call you when a decision has been made”.
Claire stood up, and putting a hand behind her released some unseen clasp and dropped the silk that had wrapped her hips. Jack was astonished that the silver triangle was an orchid design with rolled edges that was actually lying between her labia and not covering them. Her skin a light pink was dusted with something that almost sparkled. She hesitated for only a few seconds and then turned leaving the royal blue silk floating at his knees. From behind she was naked from the waist down, a drape of silk attached from the silver cords at her hip and ending just below the curve of her buttocks. She glided exquisitely across the lobby each step revealing one beautifully curved and silver dusted cheek. He watched unable to stop his arousal, and grasping the silk scarf covered his erection as he came and Claire stepped into the open elevator was gone. Jack felt that royal blue might, from now on, become his favorite color.
Chapter 2
Back in New York City and twenty-three days later George called him back.
“Jack, you have been accepted as a member of the Eine Kleine Nachtmusik Club. Would you mind a personal question? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to; it won’t change your acceptance”.
“Ask away, I’ll decide if I want to answer after I hear the question”.
“Your fantasy included great detail and I was wondering why you fantasized about have a personal slave girl. You are quite good looking, have financial resources and give the appearance of being well educated, do you have difficulty with your relationships with women”?
Jack laughed and said; “Very true, I haven’t had to go celibate but I was so busy making money I never found the perfect woman. My fantasy isn’t about the perfect woman; it’s about having a woman who’s not interested in my money, position or social status. My fantasy is about having a slave to do everything to make me happy”.
“We will supply the perfect slave for your fantasy but we have some questions about exactly what you desire in your slave. You didn’t give a physical description for the woman”.
“I presumed we’d have another conversation before I lived my fantasy, I was waiting until then to fill in the details”.
“Very good, I’ll meet you at Gilt at seven this evening and we can discuss the details. Do you know it? It attached to the New York Internationale Hotel and is housed in what was the nineteenth century Salenak Mansion. Before we meet please leave an envelope with a bank officer at First National Bank of New York. Put the key and number of the safety deposit box you will open for payment purposes in that envelope. Write George Gibson, on the envelope and let the officer know that it will be picked up before 5 p.m. today; George Gibson will have photo ID and the password “Ripe Berries” for him to confirm the pick-up.
“Excellent! A perfect spot to reflect on any fantasy and the arrangements are not a problem. I’ll see you at seven”.
“Ask for George Gibson when you enter; they’ll bring you back to a private room. I will be accompanied by one of our expediter’s”.
“Okay, I’ll do that, see you then”, as he ended the call Jack hoped that the expediter might be wearing royal blue.
Jack had spent the afternoon at the bank, making arrangements. He felt like a kid getting ready to go to Disney, but at this attraction the rides would be very different. Everything was in place by 4:30 p.m., but he was so excited he went to his barber, where he was suitably prepared to impress what he hoped would be a very impressive “expediter”.
Jack arrived at Gilt a bit after six and since he had always had a sweet tooth he ordered a Rusty Nail. At seven he asked for George Gibson and was escorted to a small private room. George sat smiling in the center of the wraparound leather booth, and to Jack’s left was a stunning woman, red hair, perfect facial features and, from what he could see above the table, a perfect figure also.
George motioned for George to sit opposite the “expeditor”, “Jack, this is Fiona, we both hope you will find her a satisfactory expeditor” who smiled and nodded at Jack.
“Welcome! I am not sure how you define “expeditor” but how could anyone object to your loveliness,” and thought Disney here I come.
“I brought her to have her help us to discuss your fantasy. Expediters are a kind of guide. They look for possible un-thought of flaws in fantasies and ask ‘what if’ questions to guide you around things that would subvert your fulfillment. Would you like a drink or something to eat? I can recommend everything on the menu”.
“Thank you and I insist on beginning this with a toast to this occasion, a bottle of a nice Cuvee maybe” he said. George pressed a button; a waiter entered and took Jack’s order, and came back in less than two minutes with the chilled wine. “That was rather quick service,” Jack said.
“We often meet here and they like our business. Now we will discuss implementing your fantasy. Fiona, if you please”.
“Thank you George,” her voice matched her looks. “Jack we will need more details to fulfill your fantasy. Would you please describe how you would like to obtain your slave and what you would expect her to do”.
When Jack started to talk, Fiona held up her hand to stop him and went on.
“Let me finish please, how long do you want to spend in your fantasy, do you want to train the slave to your own standards or do you want a trained slave? Do you want her waiting to serve you when you arrive or do you want her delivered as a newly captured slave, do you want to buy her at an auction or do you want to capture her yourself? Let us start with these questions and I’ll ask some more when you are finished”.
“I never thought about these questions. Let me think a minute,” Jack said and sipped his drink. “Let’s start with appearance, I want her to look as good as you,” that drew a laugh from both of them. “”Oh, let’s say she should be proportional height and weight; she doesn’t need to be a movie star, just a normal good looking woman. I wouldn’t know how to capture a woman without hurting her or myself”. That got another laugh. “You said I could buy her at slave auction or have her delivered?” That got a nod from Fiona. “Would she be a willing slave or would I have to keep her restrained?”
“Which would you prefer?”
“Which is easier for you to supply?”
“We can supply any kind of slave you wish; what do you want?”
“I don’t know! I never thought that far ahead! I think that I would like to explore that darker fantasy that I have had. Deliver a bound slave for me to use and train! I wouldn’t have to beat or whip her would I?”
“We value our staff and would only provide a slave that wouldn’t need or be expected to endure that kind of discipline. You would not have been accepted into membership if we had found indications of that mentality in our background checks. If you want to train her you might have to teach her what you want her to do with the threat of physical discipline, that would be enough. If you want to keep her restrained, she will try to escape anytime you don’t restrain her properly. Whoever we select to be your slave will be briefed in your wants and desires before she ever sees you. Please continue,” Fiona said.
“I don’t know what to say! What else can I tell you?”
“How long would you want this to last? A week, a month, a year? Would you want a job to go to during the day or be a wealthy ne’er-do-well? Do you want to be a noble exercising his privilege over his serfs or a warrior with his spoils?”
“More things to think about,” Jack said and refilled his champagne flute. At that moment the waiter returned with the first course of foie gras on crostini.
As they started on the appetizer Jack offered, “I think a week would be as long as I could take the first time. If I decide to do this again, would it be the same woman?”
“I couldn’t guarantee that, it depends on what other members want and if the same woman is available”.
“I understand; for this session have her delivered, as if I had ordered her from a slaver. I want to be her first master and I want to train her to serve me. I don’t want to have to punish her but I will keep her restrained to begin with, she can earn her partial freedom by being easily trained and at least act as if she enjoys the way I’m treating her. If she talks back to me I’ll gag her, if she tries to escape I’ll tie her in a stricter position. Does this sound realistic?”
“Yes, we can prep her to expect all of this. What else would you like her to do, be, or not be?”
“I have no experience in this! I don’t know what else to say! Do you have more questions?”
“When do you want this to start?”
“Anytime you can give me at least a week’s notice after next month. Is that a good enough time frame for you?”
“Perfect, it will take at least that long to set up. When we are ready we will tell you to meet us at a location where you will be given a shot to put you to sleep. When you wake up you will be in your fantasy location. One last question, what time period do you want this to be? Modern, 1800’s, 1400’s or the future?”
“Another thing I never thought of! Make it modern, I enjoy my comforts too much”.
That drew another laugh; “That is fine as long as you realize that you will not have communication with any non-members while you are there; so no business dealings”.
“Understood and not a problem! I don’t want to deal with business while I’m living my fantasy”.
“Understood; we will get back to you when we’re ready to begin,” George said and stood up.
Jack stood and asked; “Why am I to be put to sleep before it begins?”
“You will not know where you are or who the people are around you except what fits the fantasy. We will stock your house with everything you’ll need for a week, including movies and TV shows. If you have any special requests for movies or shows tell us in an E-mail to this address,” and Fiona handed him a piece of paper. “You will also be asleep when you return to New York”.
“Okay, I will be waiting for your call, by the way, how many fantasies can I get over the course of a year?” Jack asked.
“As many as you want provided we can fit them into the schedule along with all the other members”.
They all shook hands and left.
Five weeks later he received the call. “Jack,” a voice he recognized as George said; “be at Mitchell Field on Long Island at three PM a week from Tuesday. You can leave your car there, it will be cared for, and you will return to Mitchell Field nine days later. Go to the charter flight terminal, ask at the delivery entrance and the gateman will give you directions. Do you have any questions?”
“Not a one, will I see you there?”
“Yes, I will be flying with you to make sure that you don’t have any reaction to the sedative. I am a doctor”.
“I would never have guessed that. I’ll be there!”
When he drove into Mitchell Field and found the private terminal, an employee took his car and directed Jack into one of the hangers. Inside was a rather large private jet and George was standing by the stairs up to the plane. After shaking hands George led him into the plane and Jack noticed that it wasn’t a normal plane inside. Jack was led into an enclosed area, about eight feet by six feet with a bed with the covers folded back.
“This is where you’ll be for the flight. I will inject you with a sedative and I’ll I will be here to make sure you don’t have any adverse reactions. Please remove your jacket and roll up your sleeve.
“You said I could ask questions first?” At George’s nod he continued. “How do you find people to fill my fantasy or anyone else’s? Once I’m into my fantasy can I leave my quarters and walk around, or do I have to stay where I’m put? Can I take my slave with me?”
George laughed and answered; “Often more than one person has the same fantasy. You want a slave girl; some woman wants to be a slave. If no member fits the fantasy we have a large group of people who are well paid to take part in a person’s fantasy. Some are professional actors and actresses; others are employees who enjoy being part of the action. You can walk around the town you’ll be in; everyone in it is either a member or a supporting actor. If you want to take your slave with you and have sex on the beach, you can if you wish. She can be naked and chained, or clothed and free, that’s entirely up to you. If you want to purchase something you can just sign for it. Does that answer your questions?”
“One more, can I ask her how she got to be a slave, or about her life before being a slave? Will she answer truthfully?”
“You can ask, if she is an actress, she will have her lines rehearsed beforehand. If she is a member, it will be up to her as to how much she wants to tell you about her former life. When her fantasy is finished she will be returning to that life”.
“Understood, go ahead and shoot away,” Jack said and gave George his arm.
When Jack awakened, he stretched, and sat up and knew he was no longer on the jet. He looked around at the room; it reminded him of the cottages he had seen in Clearwater, Florida. Tongue and groove white washed walls, and through the billowing blue chintz curtains around a window opposite he could see live oaks with moss hanging down. Filtered sunlight moved over watercolor landscapes hung on the walls. The sheets and bedding were soft ivory colored cotton. He understood that his interview with George and Fiona had disclosed his nervousness about this new experience, and he appreciated that they had given him their version of an upscale comfort food environment. He looked down and he was naked under the sheet.
He rolled out of bed and walked naked to the window. He could see what looked like a small gulf coast town outside his bedroom window. He saw a set of clothes on a chair near the door, he laughed at the luau style silk shirt and the khaki Bermuda shorts. Suddenly he realized that he felt no tension, no fear and he was looking forward to living this fantasy. He arose, checked the dresser and found underwear in his size, got dressed and went into the living room, looked around and saw a kitchen to his left. He went there and started some coffee brewing. When he looked in the refrigerator, it was stocked with plenty of different kinds of food, at first glance, everything he liked. After he’d poured the coffee there was a knock on the front door. When he opened the door, a rather large man was standing there.
“I have a delivery for you, shall I bring her in?”
“Definitely!” Jack watched him walk back to a mini-van, slide open the back door, reach in and pick up a large bag and carry it back to Jack, who held the door open. He laid it on the living room floor gently, as Jack closed the door and started opening it. He lifted the open side of the bag and started sliding it towards the floor; as he did he revealed a large bunch of red hair, a face masked by a blindfold and a gag, a slim body of average height in a white silk sleeveless shift. He then laid her back on the floor and lifted the bottom of the bag so she slid out. She turned as she slid out of the bag so Jack could see her hands were cuffed behind her back and her arms were tied to her torso above and below her breasts. Her shift had slid down so one nipple and areole was exposed. Her legs were tied above the knees and at the ankles. Jack was so busy admiring her that the man had to touch his arm to get him to sign for the delivery. Jack signed and the man said; “Here’s the key to the cuffs and your copy of the receipt. There is a message for you on the back of the receipt”.
Jack broke off looking at her and read the note. It said everything he needed for slave training was in the bedroom closet.
When she started wiggling Jack took a deep breath and started by taking the blindfold off so he could see her eyes. They were jet black and beautiful; they fit right in with the hair and the fit body. She mumbled behind her gag.
“You do know why you are here,” Jack said.
Her eyes went wide and she nodded.
“Good, I will remove your gag but I don’t want you to say anything or it will be put back, understand?” At her nod he reached behind her head and untied and removed the gag. She licked her lips, swallowed and waited for him to say or do something. “Good, you can take instructions! I’m going to untie your legs and help you stand up.