The days felt short but the nights were always so long. From one city to the next. All across the globe. Night after night, one record after another. One song signing along to the next. Char Aznable never stopped. DJ Charming was a wave so high that often at times he felt like he could drown any second. But yet somehow, he always thrived in it. He survived in this lifestyle, perhaps longer than all the others. The underground party night life, the drugs, the alcohol, the sex, the parties, large and small, from massive festivals to private elite high rises.
Everything was offered to him, even on the most shiniest silver of platters. Yet, he would just smile and give a polite gesture to wave it off in that sexy and captivating French accent of his. It wasnt that he didnt want to. Char wasnt no fool. He knew he could have almost any woman he dreamed of. Magazines and media outlets all over had him listed as one of the worlds most sexiest man alive, or eligible bachelor, some top ten list. And he was usually the top of the lists. But what made it so hard to indulge?
Maybe It was the over exposure, the well adjusted lifestyle he lived. He longed for something to take his distractions away. Longed for something to truly captivate his ways. Suppose he was chasing a high that perhaps was just too hard to obtain. Never the less, the brilliant DJ played his tracks, played his beautiful melodies, his fast pace records that set stages ablaze. But all in all, they were just his own "lonely love songs". Across the world, city to city.
For when he took the stage every time for the world to see, it was pure Euphoria.
-Tonight was no different scene. Though a little special than most places. He was playing for an elitist party out west. One of those fancy little cocktail parties that was still at its core just a orgy, yet everyone was just filthy rich. Men sharing their trophy wives, and hiring the most expensive of escorts and porn stars to get their fix. And of course, lots and lots of private rooms for the more private and very deviant acts.
Most of these men just wanted to pump and dump.
While getting degraded and have their faces sat on.
Course they would always hire the most top pop culture DJs to play the trance like melodies and tunes for these drugged out girls and boys. Exploitation rampant, some girls invited to get their "big break" in whatever outlet they were wanting. Char knew this game. For he was just a victim of it himself. His toxic relationship with his manager. The one forcing him to play these kind of shows. For the pay was massive to the record label. And that was money not to be ignored. Yet it wasnt hard to not want to keep your eyes on the DJ. Especially DJ Charming
This kind of sex club was a member service with special tiers that each tier gave you unique access to certain perks. How you progressed was based on your loyalty and services paid to the club. With the highest members receiving a diamond rank. Char was given such a membership card. Basically allowing him to have his pick of the litter. Whatever woman or man he so desired sent straight to his room for nothing. He stared down at the diamond card for a moment. Before placing it in his pocket. And heading through the red and golden trimmed double doors.
He stepped inside and the first area was a more or less lobby of sorts. With few elevators and some people scattered about indulging each other right then and there. This was generally a place where new members came to first to then get in. Often having to demonstrate allegiance and such to secrecy for many of things done within this place could compromise many wealthy and powerful people. Char was quickly catching attention from some peeking eyes. As a few large men standing by a elevator to the far end which looked like a service elevator motioned for him to approach that way.
-Char showed the Diamond membership and they instantly knew. "right this was Mr.Charming sir, im a big fan of your stuff, im sure our guests will love to hear you play tonight. Char watched the elevator door open and inside he went. It was a quiet way down. And each floor he passed he could hear things. Screams, moans, shouting, things he wasnt sure if what was happening was sex or not. But once he reached his floor the doors opened. And into a smaller room he appeared. This elevator went straight to the stage area. So there was no one here except for a woman dolled up to the nines with golden skin almost and tons of golden jewelry and this beautiful red tunic dress that covered her body but still her massive assets flowed freely under it as it was near sheer like in appearance.
"my oh my...you are even hotter in person.."
-She was gazing upon him with the biggest blue eyes as she ran her finger along her long auburn colored hair and chuckled; "Mal sure does know how to pick em.." -Char gazed long at her for a moment, and he raised a brow at her realizing what she was; "you......you're a fable?.."
-She laughed and folded her arms; "what if I am big boy?..You can call me ..Meg...and welcome to The Underworld, the hottest and elitist sex club in the world. And its Coliseum night.."
-Char blinked for a moment and shook his head; "what does that even mean..." -Meg hooked his arm with her own; "follow me Prince Charming...ill explain..." -Meg walked Charming down the small room and once they reached out on stage. He saw the entire place was done in marvelous marvel and golden decor and golden sheets and tapestries strown about as dozens and dozens of people all dressed in Greek and Roman attire of the period were indulging down below in the most comfortable of beddings wrapped in finest skil sheets while there was a small circular "arena" in the middle of bedding and more soft sheets.
"you see...you will playing the music for our special attraction event, where people will "compete" one on one to force the other into bliss" -Char was still in awe and wow of this whole thing, even for him this was unique but he had to admit it was sure as hell interesting. Though once he heard Meg speak of this "event" he laughed; "like...sex fighting?...okay..." -Meg gave a nod; "who ever cums first is the loser, with the loser having to service the main orgy rooms the rest of the night..." -Char had his headphones in hand as he watched out a far; "perhaps you would like to participate?" -Meg teased him before giving him a smack on the ass and walking away back down into the main chamber; "Rock our world ...DJ.."
-Char put his headphones on and plugged his flash drive into the controller and selected some easy listening low-fi trance to begin. Clearly he wasnt gonna be bouncing and raving but he had the perfect kind of songs for any occasion. Even roman themed sex orgies. He gazed out among the place as he soon as the first sex battle about to be had.
