Jack (illustrated story)

Jack and Flip was in a pretty good mode when the Cab stoped in front of Adelphi’s snow white Art Deco façade, designed once upon a time by Ernest Schaufelberg. Cabs stopped outside the theatre in a even stream, ejecting welldressed people from the a-list. They had enlisted whole teams of dress designers, make-up artists, hairdressers and stylists working to make them shine the brightest at this gathering. They was all drawn to this event, all eager to see a blackhaired beauty be punished and humiliated in her role as Jainey - the oh so tantalizing slave slut.
Once the show started they watched The cast bump and grind their way through such sensationally erotic dance routines that sheer theatrical bliss filled the audience, most of them agreed it was a show to die for. Jack and Flip acted out their passion on Ariel who was trapped in between them dressed in a low-cut dress, she was forbidden to carry underwear, that so she could be accessed readily by the two men who flanked her.
What really caught the men’s fancy was the beauty in the leading role, who wailed out her song of complaints as she was subjected to some inspired torture by her tormentors who showed her no mercy.

After taking part of such a mesmerising show, neither of the two men was ready to call it a day, instead they decided to take a trip down to South End and visit the BDSM Society’s resident down in Whitechapel. As Jack hailed a cab, Flip leaned over to Jack and whispered in his ear that he wanted to make a pit stop at the Blinde Beggar Pub to get some Cocaine.
-“Is this really necessary” Jack asked “We have all the things You can possibly wish for down at the Society’s resident, slavegirls willing to submit to anything, a superb wine cellar and the best liquor you could find in London, do You really need Cocaine?”
“Drugs…” Gonxales replied solemnly “I can take them or leave them. But they're much more effective when I take them.

When they stopped outside the pub, which was famous as the very place where Ronnie Cray shot George Cornell in a gang war over control of the East End’s organised crime. Jack told Flip to give Ariel the money, she would pop in and buy the drugs. She hesitated a bit unwilling to be drawn in to any illegal activities, but a stern look from her boss made her promptly comply. They watched how her bummy swayed enticingly as she strutted into the pub.
Jack didn’t want to risk that his guest would be arrested for buying drugs, at the same time he found the thought of Ariel banged up and left at the mercy of sadistic lesbians in a female prison quit intriguing. In his minds eyes he could se Ariel displaying herself in lewd and humiliating positions, using her tongue, her breasts, her vagina, and her rectum to give sadistic lesbians pleasure. Jack was a bit disappointed when he five minutes later saw his female assistant leave the pub unhindred, carrying a large bag which she handed to an ecstatic Gonxales once she got into the car.