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Pax didn’t respond, dismissing Jase with a withering scowl, and taking his usual seat near the door. At least he would enjoy the show tonight, more than usual. The dancing girls got old, and it honestly just wasn’t entertaining enough. Jase was right; Aubergine needed a draw.
And he had to admit, this had been a good one by the looks of things. Within minutes, the line was backed up, and Pax was checking IDs and taking tickets faster than ice melted in the desert, and soon the place was packed. More so than he had ever seen it on a Wednesday Night.
At ten o’clock, the last of the ticket holders were straggling in, and the show was about to start. The lights dimmed and Jase walked onto the stage, twirling a small leather paddle in the air as he spoke.
“Good evening and welcome to Aubergine. We’ve got some very special entertainment lined up for you tonight—something we’ve never done before—and it’s going to be a very fun night. If you haven’t yet, get yourself a drink, because if I’m right about this show, and this crowd, y’all are going to need at least one tonight.”
The crowd tittered softly, and Jase continued. “How many of you here are locals?” Only about a tenth of the hands went up, and Jason smiled knowingly. “So, for all you people out enjoying all that Sin City has to offer, I have a question to ask. How many of you have run into a little trouble since you’ve been here? Maybe you overindulged a little too much? Maybe you broke a law or two? Maybe you woke up in a bed with someone you didn’t know? Maybe you woke up married to someone you didn’t know?” Jase threw his hands up in the air and shrugged, still twirling the paddle by the string on his finger.
The crowd was laughing at his made up scenarios, and Pax saw a few heads nodding in agreement.
“It’s Vegas, it happens. You know that saying, ‘What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas?’ Well, that’s not always true—and sometimes you can’t escape the guilt or the consequences—whatever the nature of those consequences may be. For tonight’s entertainment, I rounded up of some of Sin City’s naughtiest young ladies who recently made some bad decisions. Some of these decisions came with their own consequences, some didn’t. But they all came with guilt. As a Las Vegas dom, I know that sometimes the only way to get rid of guilt is with an old fashioned spanking. Sometimes nothing else will do the job. And all of these young ladies are desperate to get rid of their crippling guilt, so they have agreed to accept a spanking on stage tonight so they can be truly cleansed from the guilt they feel. And you guys are going to be the judge and jury. Each lady will come out, one at a time, explain what they did, and why they feel they need a spanking, and you, the audience, gets to choose the severity of the spanking. Remember if you will, that it needs to be a hard enough spanking to rid them of their guilt, but that for some of these ladies, it’s been a damn long time since they’ve been bent over someone’s knee. For a few of them, it will be their first time, so keep that in mind when you make your judgment.” Jase smiled, wickedly, wiggling his brows at the audience mischievously. “Let’s bring out the first girl, shall we?”
Pax, like the rest of the audience, found himself on the edge of his seat. He had to admit, it was a clever idea, and a very good draw. He just hoped it worked out like Jase planned.
The first girl came out on stage, and his first thought was, ‘Dear God, I hope Jase checked her ID.’ She had to be barely twenty-one. She had that fresh faced youthful look with a cute little smirk that seemed to say. “Oh, dear, what have I gotten myself into now?” She had even dressed the part wearing a school girl type outfit very similar to the ones the girls at Rojo sometimes wore.
Jason, who had when Pax’s back was turned, dragged a high backed chair to center stage and placed it sideways, walked over to her, microphone in hand.
He held it out for her to introduce herself, but she stared at the crowd wide-eyed.
“This,” Jason told the audience, obviously taking pity on the young woman, “Is Rachel. Rachel turned twenty-one just last month. How is it going being legal, Rachel?”
The poor girl looked like a deer caught in the headlights as she bounced on the soles of her feet. “Um, not good.”
“Make some bad decisions, did you?”
“Yes, sir.” Rachel had a cute southern accent, and the crowd went wild at her choice of phrase. The funny thing was, Pax guessed, it meant nothing. It was probably just second nature to her.
“Can you tell us about them?” Jase prompted, and Pax had to laugh. It was beginning to be a bit like pulling teeth to get anything out of Rachel, and he’d bet money this was not going how Jase had imagined it would. Jase was handling it very well, though, and he was prepared for a bit of stage fright.
Pax watched as Jase reached into his pocket and withdrew a piece of yellow legal paper. “It says here that you go to college at UNLV and work at the coffee shop there. You and a bunch of friends got a room downtown for your twenty-first birthday, got crazy drunk, wrecked a hotel room, and couldn’t pay the bill. Then you didn’t show up to work and lost your job. Who paid the bill, Rachel?”
“My mama.”
“I see. That’s not your mama’s job, is it? To bear the burden of your bad decisions?”
“No, sir.”
“How are you going to pay her back?”
“I don’t know, Sir.” Rachel looked close to tears, and Pax watched closely to see what Jason would do next. If she cried before the spanking ever started, the evening would be a bust. Jason was a good dom, but he wasn’t in the lifestyle, and he wasn’t full time. Pax wasn’t sure he’d be able to recover the situation if it went south. He just didn’t have the experience.
“I’ll tell you what, Rachel, Let’s make a deal here and now. You bend over and take your spanking like a good girl, and I’ll see if I can’t find you a job around here for the next week or so, at least so you can get enough money to pay your mama back. Would that be all right?”
The crowd loved it, and Pax did too. He wondered if Jase had planned it. If he had, Rachel hadn’t been in on the secret. She looked giddy with relief.
“Oh, yes, sir!” she exclaimed, eagerly walking up to the chair, and placing her hands on the wooden seat.
Jason took his place directly behind her. He had the paddle grasped in one hand now, all business. “Bring your legs out further, and stick that bottom out for me, please, sweetheart.”
Rachel blushed, and giggled, but she did what was asked.
Jase was less of a showman than Pax was, preferring to get straight down to business. Smiling at the crowd, he flipped her skirt up with a flick of his wrist, revealing a cute pair of boy short style panties.
Jase laughed when he saw them, and let out a low whistle. “Do you know what it says, right here on her panties?” He spoke into the microphone. “It says Naughty,” he revealed with a chuckle. “Yes, you are darling, yes you are. But I’ve got the cure for naughtiness right here.”
The crowd was in hysterics.
