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I'd been working at the nightclub for several years, much longer than I'd hoped. Like a million other girls, I came here looking to break into show business. This was the hottest club in town, and a lot of big shots were regulars here. I managed a few small parts here and there, but mostly all I got were invitations to some slimeball's Casting Couch.
Still, the tips were good, and I actually enjoyed the job, meeting all the different people every night. And there was always the chance that tonight could be THE night.
I was enjoying my break when one of my colleagues, Penny, stuck her head in the room.
"Oh, Brenda. There you are. Rietta wants to see us when we finish up our shift tonight."
Rietta was the club manager. She took care of everything in regards to running the club, nothing went on without her knowledge. She was nice enough, at least to Penny and me.
A couple of weeks ago, she announced that she was looking for an assistant manager and wanted someone from inside to fill the position. Penny and I eagerly applied, figuring it could be a good career move should our dreams of stardom fizzle out. Maybe that is what she wanted to talk to us about. I decided not wait for the end of our shift and convinced Penny to go to Rietta's office.
We made our way upstairs to Rietta's office, but she wasn't there. However something was there that caught my eye. On her desk was a briefcase full of money. More money than I had ever seen in one place in my life. There had to be a million dollars there.
This was not right. One of Rietta's strictest rules was that all cash was to be kept down in the basement vault until it was picked up by the armored car people at the end of each night. Why did she have all this cash up here?
My heart stopped for a minute at the first thought. Drugs? Was Rietta a drug dealer? We all knew drugs were a common part of the club scene, but Rietta always tried to keep the club as clean as she could. Security was always on the lookout for drug use on the premises, and any employee caught using or dealing was fired on the spot.
I liked Rietta, and the thought of her being a drug dealer really made me feel bad inside. Penny and I stared at the money for a minute, almost frozen in place when we heard a voice behind us.
"I thought I asked to see you at the end of your shift."
We tuned quickly and saw Rietta standing in the doorway.
"Rietta... uhm... We were on our break, so I figured we'd come see you now."
Rietta smiled. "It's just as well. As my Assistant Managers, that briefcase over there concerns you as well."
The fact that it seemed like we got the promotion did little to ease our fears. In fact, it just compounded them. We didn't want to get mixed up in any drug dealing, or anything illegal for that manner.
"Rietta, I don't know what to say... I mean, that money... where it came from... I won't get involved in drug dealing."
Rietta's smile evaporated, replaced by a disappointed look.
"Drugs? Oh, come on, Brenda, that's not what's going on. I thought you knew me better than that."
"Then where did it come from? That can't be tonight's receipts." Penny asked
Rietta smiled again. "More like several nights' receipts. Say about a week or so. Call it a bonus. I make our owners a lot of money, but they don't pay me what I deserve, so I manage to take a little extra for myself, off the top."
I relaxed a bit knowing that Rietta wasn't a drug dealer, but still... an embezzler? That really wasn't much better, was it?
"That's stealing, Rietta. As much as you may feel you deserve it, that money belongs to the club owners. Besides, the nightly receipts are scrupulously counted and notated, how can you get that much and not have it noticed?"
Rietta smiled again. "Why do you think I keep such a tight lid on things here. Everything goes through me. All it takes is a little creative bookkeeping. But, it is getting a bit more difficult to keep things hush hush. I need a helper. That's where you two ladies come in."
My look of shock and disbelief turned to one of anger and defiance.
Rietta walked to her desk and sat down. She began typing something into her computer as I turned to face her, an angry look on my face.
"I'm sorry, but I am not going to help you steal from the club owners. It doesn't matter if you think you are underpaid or not, it's wrong."
"Brenda, I like you. You're a good kid. Probably too good. What do you know about the owners of this club?"
Penny and I shrugged. "Nothing , really. Just that they are a group of foreign investors."
"Correct. And they have a lot of holdings here. They make a lot of money, and every penny of it gets sent overseas. They won't spend a nickel more than they have to here, and as soon as a business becomes unprofitable, they close it down and take the jobs with them. They don't care about us. Why should we care about them?"
"I can understand how you feel, Rietta, but it's still stealing. Grand Larceny, embezzlement... you could go to jail for a long time."
She smiled at us again. "Brenda, Penny, I know what you want to do with your lives. And I think you could make it. You have the looks, the brains, the personality. But you need more in today's world. As the Assistant Managers here, you'll get a nice salary. You'll be responsible for running things down there. You'll be the contact person for all the Whales. You'll have an in. Plus, there will be regular... bonuses." She pointed at the briefcase.
I maintained my defiant look, which made her think for a second.
"Look, you won't have to do anything... illegal. I'll handle all that. I just need more free time to manage things, move money around, stuff like that. But I need someone I can trust to run the club. You girls won't get hurt, I promise."
I shook my head. "I'm sorry, but I can't. We'll know what you are doing, and knowing about a crime and not reporting it is just as bad as committing it."
Rietta's look changed to sad resignation. She sighed. "Well, to be truthful I half figured that would be you answer. She opened her desk drawer and pulled out a pistol, which she pointed right at me and Penny!
"I guess I'll have to go to plan B. Put up your hands and don't move a muscle."
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No one had to tell me to put my hands up once I saw that gun. I may have been born at night, but it wasn't last night. I think I actually heard myself gulp as my heart fluttered for a second. I turned my head to look at Penny, her hands we also up in complete surrender.
"Like I said, Brenda, I really like you. We could have made a great team. But now it looks like I'll have to end this game a bit prematurely."
I was scared, terrified. More scared than any other day in my life... not counting blind dates and auditions.
"Please, Rietta. Don't do this. I'll... I'll quit my job here and never say a word. I promise."
Rietta smiled ruefully. "We both know you couldn't keep quiet, even if you wanted to, and the same is true about Penny here. I've seen you down there with the greaseballs. You have scruples and you stick to your guns."
I winced at that last line.
"What are you going to do with us?" Penny asked.
Rietta got up from behind the desk. "Turn around and keep your hands up where I can see them." We turned unsteadily as I heard her rummage through a desk drawer.
Rietta came behind us and quickly gagged our mouths with some duct-tape. "I need to take care a few more things here and this will be easier than holding a gun on you , which frankly isn't my style."
"Please, don't hurt us. We'll do whatever you want, honest." Penny said before being gagged.
I tried one more time to talk my way out of trouble.
"My break has been over for quite awhile. The others are going to be looking for me. It's busy tonight and I know the other girls don't have time to cover my tables."
Rietta smiled.
"You are right, of course. I'll take care of that with one phone call." She said as she gagged me.
"Well, you be the good girls you are and maybe we'll all come out of this unscathed. Now, walk, ladies!"
As we were walking, Rietta was on the phone: "Bob, this is Rietta. I'm sending Brenda and Penny home for the rest of the night, they both don't feel well. Tell the girls they will have to cover their tables. And tell Lisa she better make sure Brenda and Penny get a share of all the tips or she'll be looking for a new job tomorrow."
I mumbled inquisitively into the gag as she led us out of the office and down the back stairs to the basement.
We made our way down to the basement, totally unseen and came to an empty store room. It only had... two couches? That was weird... Rietta led us to the back of the room and stood in front of the door, pointing her gun at us.
"OK, Brenda and Penny, here's the deal. Since my little side business has been derailed, it's time for me to retire to someplace nice and warm. I have everything planned out. All I need is a head start, say 8 hours or so. Since you are the only ones who could trip me up, you're going to spend that time down here. This part of the building is never used anymore, it's the last place anyone would look for you. Once I am safely away, I'll see to it that an anonymous caller tips off the cops to your whereabouts... I'll be long gone and untraceable, so you can tell them everything if you want, I won't mind one bit."
We whimpered and protested into the gag at the thought of spending the night in this cold damp room, and Rietta looked at me sympathetically.
"I'm sorry the accommodations will be so harsh, but it's for the best. Now, ladies, let's get rid of those shoes."
Penny and I reluctantly took our shoes off.
"Now, the skirts!"
Protesting was impossible, so we complied with that too.
"Alright, ladies, unbutton those shirts, and take them off too!"
Penny and I slowly unbuttoned our shirts, and took them off.
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Rietta was holding us up at gunpoint with our hands up in surrender for a minute or so, maybe even more. She was admiring us. She even took out her phone and took a picture! And, well, I can't blame her. Penny and I are two beautiful girls, if I may say! But back to the story...
Once she admiring us, she asked us to lie down on the couches, she tied up our hands behind our backs and then she tied our legs together. She admires us in our tied up positions, and again took some pictures for her phone. After she was done with that she went back towards the door. She turned to us and smiled. "As funny as this sounds, it's really been a pleasure knowing you, Brenda and Penny. You're wonderful girls and I hope you get all you wish for. Sometimes that big break comes from where you least expect it. Oh, and don't worry, you'll get the photos!"
As she turned to leave, I pleaded into the gag for her not to leave us like this all night.
She stopped, turned and looked at us, smiling sympathetically. "Try and get some rest. You'll be out of here before you know it."
She gave me and Penny a gentle kiss on the cheek and walked to the door, turning to me one last time.
"Oh, by the way. Today is payday and I made sure everyone's paychecks were put out before signing off. Yours was directly deposited to your bank account, as usual." She winked at me and shut the door, locking in behind her. I sighed into the gag, Penny and I were looking at each other. Clearly, we were both enjoying what we saw. I was trying to get loose, but to no avail. Penny was not trying anything, she had surrendered herself completely. Exhausted, we both fell asleep.
We were awoken later by policewomen who untied us and took us home.
Wwthuis did a great job with this. He has made several with me on DA. His account was active up to last week, so sad that it has been deactivated: cry: We lost a good content curator on DA as well as a good depositor of his content here as well.
