I worked a long shift Sunday in order to guarantee that I made some headway into my new car fund. I did the mani-pedi beforehand and got new perfume, so I felt fantastic and gorgeous. I determined that it would be a good day, and it was until I went on my last stage rotation.
This thirty-something guy kept telling me how beautiful I was on the side stages and to go see him for sure. He seemed fairly normal for a normal-looking white dude at the club, so I went to him and immediately went to the dance room (we only dance in rooms at my club).
I go to dance for him, and acting like a typical creepy Houston pervert, says, "I don't want dances...not THIS. I'd rather take you somewhere else." I tell him I only do dances. He tells me to keep going then.
He then tries to put his hand into my vazheen, I move his hand. I did this a few times during the song... he then reaches up and starts choking me PAINFULLY.
I managed to rip his hand off and get up, wheezing "NO! Don't-" He then two-handed choked me and (at the same time) pinned me against the wall before I could get out or scream anything. I tried to grab his carotid with my new nails... he let go of my neck with one hand and tried to put his entire hand into my vagina as I struggle against the choke and attempted awfulness.
Remember, except for brief seconds when he released my neck to choke harder to fight me back, I was being choked hard enough to see stars. Meanwhile, he was talking sh!t, telling me how I liked it and how I needed to stop fighting him.
I moved his hand (thank God I'm stronger than I look), and he just crammed me against the wall and choked me some more. I got a good grab on his neck with one hand and another on his crotch and yanked in opposite directions. It was all I could do as his arms pinned my shoulders so I couldn't punch him (not enough room). Finally, three songs after I got in the room with this psycho, I got myself close enough to the open doorway as other girls walked by and yanked his neck and ball-zone harder. He stopped immediately.
Now, if that sounded messed up, it gets worse. Feeling violated and pissed that he seemed to get off on all this (evidenced by his creepy grin), I began demanding that if I had to be back there with him, he needed to give me my money. I sat on his lap in the open until I did. I had to listen to him try to haggle me and convince me that I was the one who wanted it and had grabbed his neck, making all this okay. Besides, he'd never done this before except for a wild trip in Hawaii once, so he didn't know what he was doing. I told him that was obvious... I told him that men who choke women as part of sex DON'T DO ANY OF THE THINGS HE WAS DOING. I got my money though, dangit, and told him to never even think of touching a woman like that ever again. He just smirked.
I left, told a good customer of mine what happened (I was woozy and dazed), and found a manager as soon as I could really say what happened. I was having a hard time breathing and was wondering if I'd led this guy on or something (until I remembered how little I actually said to him!).
The guy disappeared, and ten minutes later, showed back up in his chair... probably to do it again. My manager kicked him out and banned him, and the guy was alright with this.
Now here's the kicker:
He called the club up minutes later and told the manager,"I can explain why I had to strangle your girl. I don't appreciate what your girls and club are selling here and had to do something about it." The manager told him he didn't care about his justification for hurting me and to never call or come back again in no uncertain terms.
One of my dancer friends at the same club had the same thing happen to her two weeks ago!!! She told me about the bruising, the anger, the pain, not being able to scream for help... the club took care of her in the situation also.
Now, I have a few questions:
1) Was this guy some religious/loser psycho with a potential to be a serial killer? He seemed a little surprised and frustrated that I could handle him as well as I did.
2)What if a smaller or less defensive and aggressive girl had gone back there with him? Geez!
3) Is this something that's been going on a while, or is it fairly new/trendy behavior for psychos?
4) Is dancer-strangling the side effect of having so many dirty freaking clubs in this city? Are there just no boundaries for Houston customers who feel entitled to treat us like hookers in bad episodes of CSI?
5) Am I alone on here with this? I just don't know who I could talk to about this. My boyfriend seems to be weirded out by it-- he doesn't know what to say.
Ahhhgggg!
Sorry for the rant.
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He had claw marks all over his neck... deep ones.

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