Chapter 84 The Mask of the Night Devil
After the sword dance, I returned to the backstage dressing room.
I had just changed out of my stage costume and was about to go find Zhong Mengfan when I heard the foreman call out my pseudonym, "Xia Tian."
"What's up"
"In the private room on the second floor, a customer has requested you perform the same sword dance for him." The foreman rubbed his fingers together. "Performing for a VIP guest will earn you this amount, plus tips from the guests."
I happened to want to know the specific seats on the second and third floors, so I agreed, "Okay."
At this time, the foreman frowned and said, "Why did you change your stage clothes? Change back quickly."
"I think this will do."
Hearing my voice, the foreman was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Then come with me to the second floor."
When we got to the second floor, the supervisor reminded us, "The VIP guest in the private room on the second floor is a man. Don't make a fuss when you see him."
I didn't reply, but asked, "Can I go to the second or third floor by myself?"
"No, you need an access card to go upstairs, and only management has it."
I held out my hand to him. "Well, lend me your access card."
The hypnotized foreman did not raise any objections, took out his access card from his pocket, and we walked to the door of the private room.
In the private room, apart from a waiter pouring drinks, there was only one man sitting on the sofa. He was wearing a suit and had a leer look on his face, looking like a successful person in society.
"It's so slow." He said to me and the foreman.
The head waiter bowed slightly. "Sorry, Mr. Wei, I've kept you waiting. This is the club's new dancer, Xia Tian."
"Oh, why aren't you wearing the performance costume you just wore? But it doesn't matter." He asked casually.
When my pseudonym was called, I nodded indifferently. I planned to contact Zhong Mengfan after the performance to check the situation on the third floor together to avoid causing unnecessary commotion.
"He seems a little cold, but I like him." He took a sip of wine and looked at me.
The foreman said to me, "Mr. Wei wants to see you perform a sword dance. Let's start."
I held up my two-handed sword and walked onto the stage in front of the man.
The sword dance was less than halfway through when the man signaled the waiter to turn off the music.
I stopped.
He asked, "How much is it per night?"
I raised my eyebrows slightly.
The head waiter said, "He's a newcomer we just hired. He's just a dancer."
"I know he's new, and I just like fresh faces, so that's why I asked."
The head waiter looked embarrassed. "But dancers are not allowed to accompany guests. You know this is our rule, Mr. Wei."
The man smiled nonchalantly. "I'm a regular here. I'm well aware of the rules." He pointed at me and said, "As long as he agrees, it doesn't count as violating your club's rules."
"Hey, your name is Xia Tian, right? Do you hear me? Come to the third floor and spend a night with me. I'll give you five times the money you'd get for a dance." The man slowly took out a stack of bills from his wallet and put them on the table.
Seeing that I was unmoved, he curled his lips and said, "Tsk. The last time I said that, the dancer immediately agreed with a look of joy on her face."
"How about this." The man took out more money from his wallet and waved it in front of me. "How about I give you more than before?"
I tilted my head. “The special services I provide are very expensive. You should consider this carefully.”
My words not only did not make him back off, but instead aroused his competitive spirit. He untied the watch on his wrist and said, "This is a limited edition. I'm giving it to you. That should be enough."
The other party's behavior clearly indicated that he was planning to continue pestering me, but I didn't want to waste time here. Then I realized that I had to go to the third floor anyway, and this guy happened to be a regular at the club, so maybe I could ask him something. So I casually reached out and took his watch and said, "Let's go to the third floor."
Hearing my agreement, the man smiled and drank all the wine in the glass, and said, "No matter how expensive it is, it's just this much."
He stood up from the sofa and said, "Let's go."
Third floor
As soon as we entered the room on the third floor, the man showed his eagerness and said, "Take off your clothes now."
He took out a new bottle of wine from the wine cabinet in the room and waved to me, "Finish taking off your clothes and come pour me some wine."
The man took off his coat, untied his tie, kicked off his leather shoes, and sat down on the bed with a relaxed body. He looked at me arrogantly and said, "Then, start performing the sword dance that you didn't finish just now. You have to make me feel that the money was worth it, so that next time, I will come to you again."
I slowly walked over to the chair next to him and sat down.
Because I didn't do what the man asked, he started to yell at me in dissatisfaction, "Hey, are you going to go back on your word? You can't do that."
"You asked me to take off my clothes and perform for you, what else do you want me to do?" I asked
"There are some sex toys in the drawer. I'm going to use them on you."
"You often do this kind of thing on the third floor. Do you like men?"
"Yes, I spend money, negotiate a price, and buy your bodies. You provide me with the necessary services and bring me pleasure, all of which are your own free will. I like to see handsome men being pressed down by me and become miserable, just like treating a pet dog."
"Do you know the demi-human on the third floor? Have you seen the young man with brown and red fox ears?"
"I've played with demi-humans a few times, but once the novelty wore off, it was just like that. I've seen young men with animal ears before."
"Where is he?"
"Room 304. Ya-Ren is here to accompany guests, so he has a designated room."
I asked all the information I wanted to know, then leaned back against the chair. "Normally, I don't have any problem with rich people like you who spend money to buy happiness and have strange sexual fetishes. Since we will never have any intersection and can't see each other, naturally nothing will happen. But who made you choose me?"
"You are my type." His hypnosis continued.
I propped my cheek up with my hand "Well, you're annoying me a little bit."
I raised my hand and snapped my fingers. The man looked blankly in the direction of the sound. "From this moment on, your body will no longer be able to experience the happiness that money has bought in the past."
I stood up and said to him, "Go to sleep now. You will dream and recall all the memories of the men you toyed with in the past. However, this time, the roles will be reversed - you will become the one being toyed with, and you will feel the pleasure. You will remember this "pleasure" until you wake up.
Then, your body will be ready to be played with and abused, and that will be the only way you can ever experience physical pleasure.”
I'm aware that what I'm saying now is like the whispers of a demon. Using supernatural powers to forcibly bend a person's will, altering their self-perception, turning this successful person into a lowly dog. Such behavior is not at all like that of a righteous professional hero.
But, the identity of the hero of justice was originally pretended by me.
Occasionally, I would slack off, strip off my professional hero identity, take off the mask of the A-class hero Night Devil, and do something that I suddenly wanted to do.
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