I'm really happy that something like this has never happened to me, but it goes to show how pissed off people get when a) they don't get the stripper they wanted and b) his show isn't long enough. Kind of like complaining about the bad food and the small portions.
I only worry that I may inadvertantly tie up a bachelor with a severe case of claustrophobia or a bad history with bondage play, causing him to flip out. I've seen some guys so anxious to escape the Chair of Pain at XTC that they've dragged it in circles around the pole onstage, but fortunately haven't encountered any extreme reactions like that in private parties. Except for that one really bad sport birthday boy that wouldn't let me do anything to him.