I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker & iroleplayyaoi]
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				Title: <strong>I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 20:27:49</strong>
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				It was nearly impossible to gain any information on the male only BDSM club. Rumors of the clubs existent has been doing on for years and some other undercover detectives believe it was all made up for the drug deals to have the police be lead on a wild goose chase and forget about them. A BDSM club isn’t really illegal, but the tales of this one has to do with kidnapping anyone they could find off the street and forcing them to work in the club as either submission or dominate, depending on their personality. Rumor has it that some are even switches, forcing to work more hours a day then usual. It’s been heard that only a select few are allowed, only those men who have been referred by a member of the club are able to enter. Rumors of these men treated like slaves and caged were something that they couldn’t ignore. Todd Greene was sure that this club existed, he wasn’t going to give up until he placed those in charge under arrest and lock them away in prison, after he founds out that the rumors are true, that is.<br><br>Finally, a break came when Todd was relaxing in a bar and overheard two men talking about visiting the club again. Just hearing them call it just a “club” was enough to peek his interest and have him listen in. The two went on about one of the handsome subs they enjoyed and whispered about, what he could only assume, what they would do to him tonight. He knew this was his chance and even if it was one of the legal clubs, he could still check into it and make sure nothing illegal was going on. Todd chatted with the two about it, asking about the club and being told it’s exclusive members and invitations. It was easy to trick these two men into giving him one of the invite cards, with the location way out of NYC and heading into the woods. It was an unmarked dirt road and he was told that he could only go on it he had four wheel drive. There was so many flags about this place that he could tell it was that club he’s been looking for, but it was best to check it out before giving his report to the station. <br><br>A quick change of clothes at his house and slipping his badge into his jacket pocket followed by his handcuffs and a gun, Todd was ready to go. He drove all the way to the forest, he lost track of time somewhere around five, but when he managed to reach the forest it was pitch black and only the moon was his light. Todd made his way through the forest, following the directions on the card and up ahead, he could spot a huge mansion, in the middle of the forest with a large gate surrounding it. He pulled along side the box, reading the instructions to make sure he was doing this time and slipped the card into the slot, yanking it out quickly and waiting for the red light to turn green. When it did, the gates drew back and he drove into the area, parking close to the front door. <br><br>Todd made sure that he had the card in his hand while he walked front the doors. This was rather embarrassing, but this room looked more like a hotel lobby than the “waiting” room for a BDSM club. He glanced over to see a man being lead down the hall by someone who looked to be in their early twenties, clad in what Todd could only describe as sex clothes. He wasn’t sure what to do next and decided to just stand around and wait, someone was bound to greet him and explain to him about this place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 21:36:47</strong>
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				"Well I can't stop them from running their mouths." His fingers pinched hard around the edges of his phone as Percy paced slowly, precisely down the hall. His tone was short and quiet as he worked to calm the frothing patron on the other side of the line. "...Yes, sir, I understand, but you must realize that I don't--yes, sir...Yes, sir." <br><br>He threw a glance to Rod, his friend and lead bouncer that currently trailed along beside him, watching the phone call quietly. Both were painfully aware of the precarious position in which the club sat--too many noisy clients had begun to seriously jeopardize some of the...less savory aspects of the business. Technically they could get along without some of their shenanigans, but it was those little, slightly illegal things that put them ahead of the game! And word of those things leaking out was exactly was put men like Victor Skreer on Percy's ass, shrieking and threatening in a rich, hazy rage. "Of course, sir," He agreed coaxingly, rolling his eyes at Rod. The big man snorted out a laugh as Percy continued to talk. <br><br>"I can talk to the boys, sir, but if you want anything to change, I would beg you to speak with any fellow patrons with whom you regularly socialize. You understand that I don't trail my clients...Yes, I understand the gravity of...of course. Of course." <br><br>It wasn't as if they weren't trying to get straight...ish. But there was only so much he could amend without sacrificing the integrity of the business. So they'd had crews in, cleaning the place spotless, having workshops (what bureaucratic bullshit), whitewashing the place anyone snooping around. They'd hired and acquired ringers to jumpstart morale with the boys, paid men to deny both the false and true rumors about the club, willingly allowed the police into the joint at it's cleanest moment. If he didn't clear their reputation, it was over in so, so many ways. <br><br>"Thank you so much, sir. We truly appreciate your patience with all this, and let me give my assurance of your confidentiality with us...Yes, sir. Thanks so much for your business, sir...Yes, of course. Hope to see you soon." He pulled the phone away from his face, peering angrily at it before jamming the END button with his thumb. Percy bared his teeth and growled softly, neck straining against the tight fit of his collar. Shoving the phone in his inside pocket, he yanked the harsh silver zipper down from his throat. A gritted mumble to Rod as they continued down the hall: "Why did I even <em>wear</em> this goddamn thing?" <br><br>"Workplace appropriate." Rod's soft voice rolled over him soothingly, words calming in their frivolity. "Classic black, pleasantly squeaky, tight fit, covers up. It's a practical piece." He waited till Percy's mouth turned up in half-a-smile before continuing. "More bad business?" <br><br>"Ngh." Percy grimaced as they walked past the main lobby, bright hazel eyes darting around the entrance as they strolled. "As if we needed any poorer publicity--hang on." He stopped short for a moment, peering at the blonde man with the card in his hand. He hissed to Rod. "The shit is with this? Is he with someone?" The bouncer shrugged, and Percy bit at the inside of his cheek. "Go on. Go on, I'll catch you in a bit." <br><br>Rod's first few steps were tentative, but he disappeared quickly. Percy hooked his thumbs through the belt loops of his faded black jeans, softened his sharp expression--but only a little. "Evening," he greeted gently, moving towards the stranger with a carefully calculated sway of his hips. "You looking for someone?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 21:48:47</strong>
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				Todd stared down at the invitation/guest card in his hand to keep from looking at these leather bound men. He researched about BDSM to prepare himself for what it was he was going to burst this time. It wasn’t the least bit like a drug ring and by the look of it, his gun would be a wise choice to bring unlike a drug ring or gang bust. This was going to be something odd, but he wasn’t sure if he would find the damn place and after years of searching, finally the underground BDSM is in his reach and after getting enough information, he’d shut the place down for sure. <br><br>Hearing someone greet him, Todd forced a smile on his lips as the man approached and was actually wearing something semi-descent for a club such as this. He could possibly be the manger or if he was lucky, the owner himself. “I just got this card tonight and thought I’d check the place out. You guys sure are out in the middle of nowhere. Not the best place for business is it?” Todd was carefully fishing for information as he smiled pleasantly at him and held out the guest card.&nbsp; <br><br>Letting the station know before hand seemed like a good idea now, but if something went wrong, Todd had his gun to do the talking. This club was already showing red flags and it wouldn’t take much evidence until he could come back with an arrest warrant. 
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				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 00:55:58</strong>
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				"You found it, didn't you?" One neat-kept eyebrow arched, pulling his features into something nicer than anger but colder than friendliness. Percy reached out and took the card, unsmiling. <br><br>He loved these cards. Took him a week of concentrated thought to pick them--the solid, dense paper, the cool white shade, the powerful arching font. Seeing this newcomer carrying one brought him an unreasonable amount of joy. The feeling wasn't something that translated physically. Rather, disdain-tinged aloofness haloed him like an aura as he gave the taller man a slow once-over. Seemed a little straight-laced, but Percy had been surprised by similarly inauspicious men on more than one occasion. His eyes snapped back up to the guest's, and he pursed his lips gently before speaking. "So what can I do for you, mister...?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 01:43:32</strong>
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				“Found it?” Todd repeated, not sure just what he was talking about, but it was possible that these cards were hidden around. Would a club without a license and rumored to have illegal conduct going on really have these cards out for anyone to find? “Just talking to these guys at a bar and one thing lead to another, they handed me one of these cards.” <br><br>He thought about it for a moment. BDSM clubs had only one thing that he knew it and it was to cater to whatever fantasies clients wished for. Todd could always test out the rumor to see if they forced anyone against their will here by talking to a submissive boy and figuring out more information from him. With any luck he’d crack or start crying, relieved that a police officer was here to take him away from this horrible place. “I’d like a sub, one that is newer and not used as much would be to my liking. What policies does this club have?” Todd would continue to carefully fish for information about the club.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 02:49:57</strong>
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				A short, breathy laugh. "Found it. Found the place in the middle of nowhere. Surely, with clients as willing to search as you are, it's no problem keeping in business, hmm?" He flipped the card between his fingers absently. "At least you know what you want." <em>Not used as much.</em> He nearly laughed outright at the condition, but repressed it in favor of sifting through a mental list of newer boys--or at least ones that had a modicum of acting ability. <br><br>He bit softly at his lower lip and continued coyly, "I'm sure we can find something for you. As far as policy is concerned, we obviously assure confidentiality, presuming you behave in our facility. Generally we do like to keep some information on file, something to help us...continue to please our repeat customers--" At last, a smile curled the very corners of his mouth. He reached out to tap the card against the blonde's chest. "--but since it's your first time, I'll settle for a name." <br><br>And, of course, the security cameras capturing the new client's image. The name and the face would be enough to identify him if he came around a second time. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 03:49:11</strong>
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				Todd remained silent and only shrugged. Fishing around for information was a skill and since he’s “new here” that wouldn’t be something that would be over looked. He had to admit that being here was extremely embarrassing, but Todd wouldn’t allow anything to get to him.<br><br>The last thing he would do was real his real first and last name. It was part of the job as being undercover and constantly going through name changes. “Jason Clark.” It was simple and easy to remember, Todd would have no trouble remembering and neither would this guy. “Are you the manger?” He asked as he glanced down at his hand on his chest. It was rather strange, but he decided to just ignore it and not bring any attention to it, probably for the best.
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				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 04:44:21</strong>
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				"Something like that." It was a nice choice of names. Presuming 'Jason Clark' never tried to pay with credit, Percy was more than content with that name and that name alone. He took a step forward as he drew his card hand away; the movement brought him just slightly closer than was socially appropriate, and he again laced his thumbs into his belt loops. His chin tilted up sharply. Little moves, just to see how Jason Clark reacted.<br><br>"We can just say, Mr. Clark, that it's my job to make sure you're satisfied. My name is Cormac." His right hand opened loosely just at his waist, a quiet invitation to shake. "Known generally as Percy." 
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				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 07:47:16</strong>
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				This was a little too close contact for Todd, but he shut his mouth about it and decided to just deal with it. Percy, he’d make sure to remember that name. He’d be the first one to be arrested, after all. He placed his hand in Percy’s and gave him a harsh handshake. It wasn’t that he meant to, it was just the way he was. <br><br>“So, just how much will it be? How long can I have him to myself?” If he was lucky, long enough to have the boy crying and spilling how he was forced to work here against his will and just wanted to go back home. Todd was sure that this place was no good. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 08:24:08</strong>
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				His hand flexed, bones popping softly in the clamp of Clark's hand, but he held the grip sturdily and gave one solid shake before pulling away. <br><br>"As long as you need," he began to drawl, looking over his shoulder as he turned to walk back up the hall, "but cost usually depends on what you're looking for. Club members have their monthly dues, as well as fees for the use of our boys and facilities as any use occurs." Percy walked slowly, words oozing out as though it was a delicacy to simply speak them, feet falling one in front of the other carefully. "Fees, of course, rise accordingly with your activities. You can think of it like a standard menu, if you like--except you would pay by the hour for each course.<br><br>"However, for potential members, we usually offer a night at simply the price of entry--$200." The number rolled off his tongue like it was nothing. "We will limit your time spent here, but I think you'll find that even with the time limit, it's quite a bargain." At the desk at the head of the lobby, Percy paused to reach underneath and fish around. A jangle of keys sounded below the dark wood, and his hand emerged with a key ring and a cloth bag. "So why do you tell me what exactly you want your boy for, Mr. Clark?" 
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				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 22:51:51</strong>
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				That was probably a lie since all the money had to go to the owner of the club and not the people working here. Those rumors floating around could only be rumors, but Todd wasn’t going to take his chances and believe it. It could be true or they could just be an underground BDSM club that he could pay a huge fine and the owners in jail for a certain time, if the rumors proved to be false. <em>Standard menu? Disgusting. The faster I burst this place, the better.</em> He made it sound like a dinner menu, not a one night stand with some random stranger. <br><br>Todd continued to follow behind him, glancing around and wondering how many people “work” here. <em>What!? $200!? Alright…it’ll be worth it to see this place shut down.</em> He thought to himself. It might burn a hole in his pocket for the month, but it really work be worth it. “Just anal. I know about BDSM and all, but I just want to anal fuck him and maybe use a gag.” He felt horrible saying this, but he’s said worse when busting a drug ring or gang. Still, this made him feel extremely dirty. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 23:20:27</strong>
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				The request sounded almost clinical. Percy smirked. "Don't worry. We don't judge if you choose to go easier. We have clients who don't even want to take their clothes off. Whatever entertains you, Mr. Clark." Keyring twirling around one finger, he extended the cloth bag to Clark. "Now, if you'll just place your belongings and jacket in here--you understand, we can't allow too many personal belongings in the main rooms. It's dangerous for our boys."<br><br>Of course, the rules bent a little for patrons, but with the mood in the place so tense, he couldn't afford to allow a new customer slide on the rules. After all, there was no way he could know that this guy wasn't a police officer or some shit. Percy dismissed the thought quickly however; no doubt if he was an undercover artist, his performance would be less awkward. "You also, with membership, have access to our wardrobe--all materials are cleaned nightly for safety." The lilting smirk arched into a grin. "I can show you, if you like." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 02:07:44</strong>
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				Todd eyed the bag, not liking the idea of having to remove his jacket with everything inside, but it would only look strange if he refused. Carefully, he slipped off his jacket and tucked it inside the bag, making sure that his gun, badge and handcuffs couldn’t be seen. He reached into his pockets and pulled out his wallet, but kept his car keys with him. <br><br>“I think I’m fine like this. So, $200 for the membership?” He reached into his wallet and pulled out cash. It seemed like luck he had it in cash and not didn‘t have to use his card -- which Percy would instantly see that he was using a fake name. “It doesn’t cost extra to have a…less used sub, does it?" If Todd could get by this smooth and be able to take with a new sub, he was sure to get all the information that he needed to shut this place down once and for all. It was exciting just to think about.
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				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 07:10:46</strong>
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				Once the items were placed inside, Percy cinched bag shut and selected one key from the hefty collection. He moved to the wall behind the desk and locked the back in a locker. A piece of masking tape with the name "J. Clark" served as a reminder as to whose belongings they were. Tucking the keys away in the drawer, he corrected: "Two-hundred for the night, sweetheart. We can discuss membership once your a little better acclimated, hmm?<br><br>"As for the boy--" He slinked closer again, patting Clark's cheek in a terribly condescending manner, "--you'll get what you want tonight. But, yes--a willing, fresh kid is hard to come by. Just come prepared to pony up a little more if you want someone fresh everytime you come around." <br><br>He could think of a few new boys that would suit tonights bill nicely. Clark didn't seem like he would seriously harm a fly, much less another human. It would be a good breaking-in experience if nothing else. 
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				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 07:39:37</strong>
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				<em>There goes the rest of my money for this month.</em> Todd thought to himself as he handed it over. “Right…just for the night.” It sounded like a rip off, but with all the toys and junk they probably had here was probably worth the price. He narrowed his eyes slightly at the pat, it wasn’t necessary and annoying if anything. “A <em>willing</em> fresh kid? Just get me one that isn’t. I…uh…kind of like the thought of…er…breaking them in, you know?” That would be the right boy to explain to him about this club and Todd could be one step closer to shutting this club down. <br><br>This whole thing was embarrassing him still, but he had to keep telling himself that this was just how it was or he’d be found out for sure and could be in danger.&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 16:26:54</strong>
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				Another skeptical smirk, but Percy shook it off. It was really about time to stop judging. You really could never tell with these types; maybe he did genuinely have a kink for breaking someone in. Probably a repressed office working--or a man of leisure with a demanding wife. Maybe he just really hated his parents. Percy amused and assured himself with similar lines of thought as he locked Clark's possessions away, safe from the sacred interior of the rest of the club. It felt a little heavy, but he was less than concerned with whether or not Clark carried lead bricks around with him. He just had to get this guy with one of the boys, and then he could get back to his regular worries. <br><br>"Oh, I know, Mr. Clark. I think we have just what you need, too." He promised absently, pulling out his phone. As he continued, his fingers rattled off a text to one of the house mothers, requesting that the boy in mind be sent to a room. "Excuse my distraction, I'm just...just--setting things up for you." The device snapped shut, and he smiled with false sweetness. "Are you ready, Mr. Clark?"<br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 19:44:23</strong>
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				<em>Just what I need to shut this place down.</em> Todd thought to himself and only smiled at Percy, pleased that he would be able to find someone new and hopefully someone how would cave in and tell him everything he needed to know about the club and if the rumors were true. No matter what, Todd would make sure this place was shut down or at least have to play a huge fine for not having the proper license for this type of “gentlemen” club. <br><br>It was a relief that everything was going over so smoothly, but Todd was also nervous and wondered how old the boy would be. It was hard to say, but he prepared himself mentally for the worse. “Yes. I’m ready.” He smiled right back. 
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				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 01:10:59</strong>
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				[I'm going to jump RIGHT AHEAD. Because I am jazzed. I hope you don't mind, and if you do, please verbally berate me. D:]<br><br>His first client. Oh <em>God</em>, his first client. The house mother said the man needed something--someone he could break. To play it nervous and afraid and a little resistant. Like that would be hard. His heart was racing as fast as it possibly could. He had to get this right, had to do good...work. <br><br>As he waited in the dimly-lit, bare-bones room, Isaac pinched the inside of his elbow--get a little pain to distract him from his nervousness. He hadn't even been with the club a week yet, hadn't gotten a chance to train or finish looking over protocol. He still had questions and <em>oh god what was he even doing</em>? This was wrong, this was disrespectable, disreputable, he could get in so much trouble. <br><br>But it was altogether too late to run off now, not when he needed the money so badly. He bit his tongue hard and simply waited for the client to be shown to the room. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 21:18:03</strong>
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				Todd wasn’t sure just how he’d be able to talk him into telling the truth, but he would make sure to figure something out. He followed Percy down the hallway and when they arrived at the door, Todd opened it up to see him. It was a relief to see a boy of age, but it was also making him nervous to think that maybe the rumors weren’t true. He glanced over his shoulder and smiled at Percy, “thanks…I’ll take it for here.” He gave him a playful wink and waited for the door to shut where the two were alone together. He scanned around looking for any cameras, but it didn’t look like there were any. <br><br>“I’m Detective Todd Greene and I’m here to help you. I’m sorry…but I don’t have my badge to show you since I had to have it taken away to keep my cover from being blown. Are you here against your will? Is there anyone here that is against their will? How long have you been here? Any rape going on that you know of? Any information will be helpful.” He was cutting right to the chase and could only hope that he could get the boy to tell the truth, it was easy to tell when someone was lying. 
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				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 09:56:34</strong>
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				Everything under his skin tensed briefly--what the hell was this? Nobody said anything about roleplaying. Maybe it wasn't a roleplay--maybe it was some sort of test. Benji said yesterday that they were afraid of leaks. Maybe they were testing to see if people were giving out information. Either way, he could do his best to please--first client, first client, first client...<br><br>"W-what do you mean, <em>detective</em>?" Isaac muttered, arms crossing delicately over his bare chest. As if playing pretend wasn't hard enough without being half-naked. One hand toyed coyly with the simple black collar around his throat. His pants creaked gently with each tentative step towards the other man. "I'm--not really sure what you want from me..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 21:58:08</strong>
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				Todd let out a sigh and ran his hand through his hair, this wasn’t going to be as easy as he hoped. “Knock it off, kid. I <em>know</em> what this place is and how is works. I can get you out of here, just tell me what you know about this place. Do they capture boys to be forced into being subs and doms? Just…ugh…anything will help, just…c’mon kid…I need to know.” He frowned at this and made his way over to him, kneeling down in front of him and staring into his eyes. Maybe this would help him better. Todd grabbed onto his hands, doing his best to calm the nervous boy. “You don’t have to be afraid of me. I’m a police officer, I’m here to help you…but I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s going on here.” <br><br>This approach would hopefully be enough to help him realize that he’s a good guy and not one of them. Todd could only hope to get him and everyone else out of this hellhole…and soon. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 07:15:58</strong>
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				When that hand curled over his, his skin prickled--fuck, fuck, fuck, anyone could feel those goosebumps crawling over his whole body. Bad show. And this talk, this <em>talk</em>--his insides curled into a tighter knot. As if he wasn't already a bundle of nerves, the detective amped up his anxiety further. Nevermind this being his first time. If this guy was for real, Isaac would be a moron to let the opportunity pass buy--but what would he do with himself without this place? If this guy wasn't for real and he said something, his ass was on the street. Either way, he was fucked. <br><br>He took one--two panicked breaths, eyes flickering up to the video camera that he knew watched them every minute. He looked back down to the detective. He had to keep this job. <br><br>Hand turning over in the other's palm, Isaac stretched his fingers, reaching for the taller man's jaw. Slowly, he sank to his knees as well, scooted his legs and hips closer. At this distance, his short bursts of breath could breeze over the detective's knuckles. "Are you going to save me, officer?" He muttered, lips jerking into a shaky smile. "It's funny--most men want their boys to be in danger." His second hand pulled away, the movement as languid as the slow trail of his eyes roaming down Todd's face. As the second hand drifted down, eased towards the waist of his client's pants, he tilted his head back--an animal exposure of his neck as he whispered, "Why don't you put me in danger?" <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 22:58:24</strong>
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				This wasn’t what Todd thought was going to happen and he couldn’t believe that he was trying to play him. He narrowed his eyes at the boy and shook his head, getting annoyed by the fact everything was going down hill at a rapid pace. He stood to his feet quickly, nearly falling over his own two feet. This wasn’t the way he wanted it to go down, but he would have to find another way to get the boy to start talking. “I’m not fooling around. I told you that I’m a police officer and I want to hear the truth.” He placed his hands in his pocket and paced back and forth. <br><br>He wasn’t sure how to make him burst, but he wasn’t going to give up. After a minute of pacing around, he stopped and looked down at him. “Just tell me the truth. I know more about this place, but I need the proof from someone that works here to shut this house of horrors for good.” <br><br>Meanwhile, in the control room, one of the men was confused what was going on in their room. It didn’t appear that there was anything wrong, but nothing sexual was happening and that wasn’t normal. “Something is fishy about that guy.” He muttered as he rubbed his chin in thought.<br><br>“What guy?” A voice behind him startled him. It was the second in command, Clyde. He was wearing his usual black suit and it appeared that he came here just because he was bored. <br><br>“This guy.” He pointed to the screen.<br><br>Clyde leaned in closer to the screen and nodded in agreement. “That is strange…I’ll go talk to Percy.” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 20:05:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				[I'm going to go ahead and start bringing ol' Percy back in. : D]<br><br>He was for real. He was really, really for real. Isaac's eyes widened with the revelation, and he straightened from his seat on the floor. He had to avoid looking up to the camera as he rose. Had to make it look normal, like he could make this happen. He swelled forward, lacing his shaking hand around Todd's waist and pulling himself close. His nose nearly brushed the man's collar. <br><br>"You mean it." He hissed, voice trembling. "Oh god, you mean it. Can--" His hands clenched, fingers digging into Todd's back. It wasn't hard to look anxious as he heartlessly pressed his mouth to the skin beneath that neat collar. In a whisper against Todd's neck, he directed: "I'll talk to you. I will. Just--you have to do something or they'll come here. Grab--grab my hair. Or put me on the wall or--or something, just--" He was choking on something, relief or panic or lingering stage fright. "--make it look good." <br><br>---<br><br>He'd just gotten last night's paperwork out when Clyde came to him. While he wasn't entirely displeased to see his second, it couldn't mean anything helpful if the man was coming around before his shift. He scowled gently at the sight of him, before looking back down to his desk and his numbers. <br><br>"I told you to take the night off." Percy lilted emotionlessly, one hand drifting into a desk drawer, fishing for his stapler. "Is something wrong? Or did you just miss my...<em>charming</em> company." With the last facetious statement, he looked up, eyebrows piqued. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 21:03:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Todd was taken back by this, but smiled and nodded to the boy. "Hmm, a hidden camera...their pretty clever here, aren't they?" He glanced around, but quickly made his way over to the rack of items and devices to use. He pretended as though he were just looking them over and trying decide just once to use. "So, tell me about this place." He picked up a dildo, but set it back on the rack, pretending to look over the items still and keep talking to the boy at the same time. <br><br>"Do they take men against their will and force them here? Anything would be helpful in shutting this damn place down." <br><br>------<br><br>Clyde smiled at this and chuckled, shaking his head at the thought. "One of the men here is acting strange. He's in the room with Issaac and just standing around talking to him. You said alert you if anything looks odd and well...that isn't normal." He shut the door to Percy's office and sat down on the chair in front of the desk, leaning in forward to Percy. <br><br>[Ugh. Sorry it's so horrible. Writer's block. xD]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Whitaker</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 18:10:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"They do. Some. I guess." Isaac breathed heavily, forcibly. It looked good for the camera and did a hell of a lot to calm him down. As he spoke in a murmur, he inched back away from the detective, as though it was Todd that he was afraid of. "Mostly blackmail. Keeping guys here when they wanna go. I heard--I heard they do slave trade even. We have guys who don't even speak English--can't <em>read</em>."<br><br>The thoughts started clouding his calm, and Isaac pinched his hands over the arm of a chair. "You--are you really gonna take me out? Please, you gotta tell me you mean it, I don't wanna be here." <br><br>---<br><br>Percy visibly tensed in his seat. The pen caught between his fingers creaked with taut pressure. "With Isaac? Shhhhit." He dropped the pen, leaning forward to access his computer. "Stupid fucking new boy. You're sure he wasn't just stuttering? We haven't put him on his own before, maybe they just need a little warm-up." In a few clicks, he brought up the evenings records. To whom had he assigned Isaac...? <br><br>"Clark. J. Clark, I let him in on a patron recommendation--" His eyes shot over to Clyde. "Does that sound like your man?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: I'm Busting this Place [Whitaker &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 19:31:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Slave trade?" Todd looked over his shoulder at Isaac and shook his head just hearing about it. He eyed the "tools" again and kept from looking for at the boy. It was going to be easy to shut this place down with Isaac being his witness. "Damn. This place is even more sick than I thought." Slave trading on top of this BDSM club? He couldn't believe it! At least there was something else to go by.<br><br>Todd nodded over at him and made his way toward him. "Yup. I don't plan keeping this place open for long and with you, this place will be shut down so fast it'll make their heads spin. This will be easy, a piece of cake." He chuckled just thinking about how fast this place will be shut down. <br><br>---<br><br>Clyde thought about the men in the room and nodded. "That must be him. Isaac and this Clark guy are just sitting around talking. It annoys the hell outta me. This is his first time and just talking? What kind of guy comes to a club to just talk? Something isn't right here, Sir...I'm getting a bad feeling from it." He bit his lip as his thoughts began to race. 
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