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The Sacred Sensual Resort
Exclusively for women
Situated over several acres of beach front and into the depths of lavish jungle with private dwellings for guests who would prefer a privacy more complete than the 12 floors of massive suites.
Constant activities to indulge in as well as the various 5 star restaurants scattered throughout the grounds. A casino theaters live shows and music in the top of the line venues.
The Sacred Sensual also offers several secluded nude beaches and any other amenities imaginable.
THE GODDESS DEN
STRIP CLUB
Was one of the many features of the exclusive women's resort The Sacred Sensual. The Sacred Sensual was a well kept secret from most. Even the long time employees didn't know who owned it or how it was started. All that was known was the guests were all women of selective tastes and very deep pockets. The Goddess Den was in all honesty more than just an exclusive strip club situated in this lavish paradise it was also the "Sales floor". The men who danced at the club were also for sale. Sales could be for the duration of the clients stay or for a night or two or... Permanent. The men selected to even audition for the club were chosen for any number of reason to match the guests for that weeks preferences tastes or needs.
Stamina... Endurance and Strength
Appearance ranging from the near androgynous to the rugged chiseled mountain from clean shaven to scruff to hairy.
From little more than mindless muscle eager to please any requirement from manual labor to sexual kinks to the passionate romantic even intellectual.
The latest arrival of potential dancers for the club sat scattered around the room after auditions were over. A woman stood in front of the stage addressing the ones who made the cut.
Gentlemen... You have all passed your auditions now you are able to know the rest of the job. Not only will you be dancing here at the club you will be for sale while you dance.
She paused for a moment as that sank in.
If any of you are not comfortable with that you will still have a job within the resort but you will not be dancers. If any of you have an issue with being sold to the guests leave now and speak with Barbara in the main building for your new assignments.
Pausing again as a couple of the men left. She smiled seeing how many stayed.
Now as you each already know your life and living arrangements here are paradise in comparison to the rest of the world. That will not change with your new job. As for our clientele we are a resort exclusively for women. These women have the option to purchase one or more of you for a night or two or for the duration of their stay with us or if they so wish it... Permanently. Some of you have been selected to begin dancing this week due to our knowledge of the guests arriving this week. We pride ourselves on knowing our repeat clients likes requirements and kinks perhaps better than they themselves know. You are dismissed to go and rest or prepare train work out get something to eat whatever but you will be back here at 9 pm to start the show. Dismissed.
With that the woman left the room and made her way to the hydroplane dock to begin welcoming guests.
Nadia Tallos
She was a bit of a regular at the Sacred Sensual and an occasional buyer at the Goddess Den but only purchases for the duration of her visit. The men were always stunning and eager to please and they did always please her but there was always something missing. She was not sure what it was but Selena the woman over the club and its entertainment assured her that she had found after long last that perfect purchase for her. A musician well maintained scruff longer hair soulful eyes and a firey passion for beauty and words and music. Nadia had to see if this could finally be that final forever purchase.
Melina Braddock
Mediterranean of Greek mother American father
Long raven hair
Dark eyes
Body of a dancer Well blessed form even in high school
She had managed to talk her parents into letting her move in with her sister so that she could finish her senior year of high school and she had partied on campus whenever her sister went and even some she didn't. Thats where she met him. He was a younger professor there and they hit it off well enough that he even took her to prom and was her guest at the after graduation party. They had fooled around some but he never let it go too far. She however knew that he was more reluctant that he would admit when he stopped their actions and left.
She knew she had power and now that she was a freshman at the university she was going to use that power and allow him to give into his thoughts hungers and desires. Oh she knew he was seeing his department heads daughter but after seeing the little wilting violet she knew there was no competition she would be able to get him and if he kept the bosses daughter on the side so be it she might just have a guy or two on the side as well.
She made sure that her schedule was changed at the last possible second so that all he would know was that there was a new student added to his roster but not time enough to find out who. Sitting right up front she wore a billowy off the shoulders almost gauze thin top with a spaghetti strap second skin top under it and a short billowy skirt and 3 inch heels her hair pulled up like she wore it to her graduation. Remembering all too well him pulling the clip out of her hair and her waist length hair cascading down over his hands and face as he kissed her neck and caressed her form through her satiny blouse.
She smiled as she watched him nearly fall over the corner of the desk when he saw here there. Her long legs crossed at the ankles and tucked beside the chair legs. She licked her lips slightly and leaned back a little twirling a lock of hair around her fingers. Those dark exotic eyes watching him. She knew that every guy in the class was locked on her but she could care less she had only one target for now and that was him. Let the games begin...
She was long past the days of choosing to be good or evil. To her they were one in the same... survival. Clearly as she of course had not lived her 800 or so years without being both. She had seen much in her centuries of life to the point she really had no concrete proof of exactly how old she was. She could clearly remember the last 800 years but there were no memories of being a child during any of them. Memories however mattered little to her however... what did matter was life... what fun she could derive from it and what powers she could possess be it royalty politicians business magnates or perhaps just some rising star ready in their own way to take on the world. Her help came with a price and those who decided not to pay... well let's just say she had many ways of dealing with fools and arrogant vermin. While some would call her cold or ruthless or calculating there were many more who would call her sensual or mysterious or seductive. There had always been very little room in her heart for anything beyond a fling with whatever male she chose to help.
Bartender... Dancer... Half owner in the club Onyx. A wild soul of the city's night. She never fell for anyone never loved anyone. Till the night he walked in...
(1. Wealthy young business man way out of his element)
(2. Good ole country boy lost in the city)
He was supposed to be the one... finally after a life of hell abuse and loss she had finally found her safe haven her happily ever after.
They were dancing... he had leaned in to kiss her... then darkness. She awoke was it days or weeks later with no idea of where she was and only a picture of the near kiss they almost shared with the words written on the back... was that blood... it said... find him. She also had more memories of her life than she did before. She had been a killer hired gun or government she could not remember. One thing she did remember was where she hid the weapons that were her life for so long and now... they would be again.
Little did she know when he woke up he had the same photo and the same cold blooded killer memories. Were they supposed to kill each other or what?
He was agency sent in to get Intel and if possible destroy from the inside. He was however not ready for the brutality he saw. His people had what seemed not all that long ago helped place this vile vermin in power and now he has turned on the people he said he was fighting for as well as turning on the agency.
She helped lead the people to try and fight back. A sign of strength to them. The daughter of the former ruling powers top generals she knew the jungles and the mountains well. She also knew the current dictator would not kill her. He would not risk giving the villagers and resistance a martyr.
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General Mendoff led who he believed to be an ally to him and his cause a rogue Agency killer down into the depths of the ancient temple turned compound.
You see I have to be careful when dealing with these people. Average villager shoot them no big deal but with rebellious aggitator like this we can not risk giving the villagers a martyr. So we imprison torture interrogation then release... They see that we are stronger... And eventually they stop following aggitator and learn their place as sheep.
He motioned the guard away from the door and walked in he was testing this ally to let him see that the aggitator was a rather beautiful woman. Clearly having seen many angles of torture from the fact she was clad in only a shirt and hanging from her wrists her head down possibly unconscious.
1. He knew well watching her around the man he was sent to destroy that she had been so broken under his iron fist that her actions were seldom if ever her own but now... In this moment... They had to be... He had to be sure that she wanted to do this. Not out of her own terror conceive fears that his is what he or their "boss" wanted but what this frightened beauty truly wanted.
2. You... I don't want to leave... The tour... Come with me... Please!
He broke the kiss to plead. The international music festival was quickly coming to an end. He would be returning to Europe and she would still be here. He wanted to never be without her and she didn't want to lose him either. How could they make this fling into more being from two different continents.
The chief was less than pleased that the order had sent in a specialist. He understood the gravity of why but still to him it screamed of their distrust in his ability and that of his officers and town.
So you from the main city? Or one of the other monitored places like this Miss?
Dr. Daria Blackwind. Yes I have called Darrennox home for most of my life. They believe the Venom fang has awakened and they are seeking to bring back their king?
That's the rumor among the... More than human denizens of this town believe but last I knew the venom fang didn't leave victims where they could so easily be helped. We have five unexplained attack victims in the hospital right now under psych watch because of their insane stories.
I will require a copy of their stories as well as any medical reports.
She watched him carefully she knew specialists were seldom truly welcome and she could care less. She had helped seal their infernal king away as a child. A progeny to say the least she wielded magic as easily as an artist wielded a paintbrush.
Yeah yeah I know the drill and you know to keep down questions you will be working with one of my officers. He has had no direct field experience with such beings but he knows there are things outside the realm of normal humans in the world.
He paused then bellowed out for the poor pain in his ass that he could dump the specialist on.
Isabella was 22 living in the completely self sufficient apartment with its own entrance shadowed by the woods that backed all the houses. The apartment was the third floor of her parents house. It had been her older brothers apartment before he followed in their dad's footsteps and went to Harvard. Isabella however was content to attend a local community college for now. The neighborhood around her was all professional conservative families so that kept her actual job safe from being found out since no one in this snooty neighborhood would be caught dead even in an upscale strip club. She was one of their premiere dancers and she loved the power and attention and the fact that she was untouchable a safety precaution law of the club.
She didn't ever think that anything exciting would ever happen in her boring neighborhood till "he" moved in. He was a porn star not that any woman in this neighborhood would know that except for Isabella. The most attractive man she had ever seen was now living next door. Let the fun begin...
-Isabella in costume-
He was looking for a nice neighborhood to hide in where they wouldn't recognize him. He was in his mid 30s single and happy. He wasn't expecting to find love in a very out of place wild woman who had more affect on him than anyone ever had. Life was happy for him with a wonderful love and a neighborhood where he could be a normal guy. But all that changed when he introduced Isabella to someone he called friend...
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Isabella was on her private deck off her upstairs apartment at her parents home practicing dancing when she heard the moving van roll up to the house next door. She continued to dance even after seeing him... She knew exactly who he was from his countless porn movies and series. She highly doubted that anyone here would know who he was or what he did for a living just like they had no clue about her job. As far as anyone in this white picket fence snooty neighborhood she attended the local university and was on their dance teams which was the perfect cover for her job. Things might get quite interesting with him around. Her mind played over various scenarios from his movies and it being the two of them making their own movies. And if he was game maybe pulling in one of his fellow actors that she also found damned hot.
Turning up the music to possibly snag his attention she finished her daily 2 hour practice with a fairly upbeat song
See it all happened like this... I was the family animal. Not blood family but still the family animal. They had taken me in when my old man died. Showed me exactly what my brute strength and tendency to completely ignore the rules could do. A mob animal. Problems they didn't want to dirty their hands with they sent me. I was very good at what I did and it didn't matter as long as they were guilty. That was till my piece of shit older "brother" fucked the wrong guys girl so instead of having his own flesh and blood cleanup his own fucking mess he sent me. I was to pick up the duffel of cash from the docks crew then find this scum bag and kill him. Never leave witnesses.... Never did... Till that day. Scumbag had a wife and kid and was willing to start a war over his "girlfriend" picking my dumbass brother over him. Killing him was easy when I saw his wife and kid I... I broke the one rule the family animal or anyone else never breaks. I left witnesses. I took some money from the duffel told her to forget this bum forget this town and leave and never come back. Didn't take her two seconds to agree and her and the kid ran. I guess so did I. Cross country stealing the money and getting the hell out of town.
Days of driving I found a little a little nowhere town. The kind that never knew anything about the real world just their little slice of repetitive simple boring lives. The type of place anybody hunting me would never look.
The plan... Lay low for a while in this dead end place then move on... Keep moving on. Well whatever cosmic dirt bag is running the show down here like some people believed in he or she had just begun fucking with me. Especially after I finally decided to blend in more and eat at this little diner that clearly hadn't gotten the memo of what century this was. But it had Lauren and that spelled trouble for me. She was beautiful... Beautiful trouble for a killer on the run like me.
She was almost the only waitress in the diner. The owner cooked and Lauren pretty much ran the place. She had heard there was a stranger in town who was helping out at the garage she hadn't met him yet and after her last relationship... A man was the last thing on her mind. She was rebuilding her life and the owner was protective of her. A kind old soldier who found out he had a nack for cooking in the army of all places. Garrett had helped the sheriff run her no good drunk of a fiancee out of town but he would always wander back and torment her life till they would run him off again. Old Sheriff Davis would have made the Mayberry police look like tough but in this sweet sleepy little town he seemed just right.
She did finally get to meet the new mechanic one morning as he finally came in for breakfast like a normal townsfolk all did. She couldn't believe her eyes. He was tall... Powerful... Tattoos... A few days scruff on his cheeks that looked perfect for him. That long hair and icy steel eyes. What was a gal to do... Why did he have to be so stunning like he had walked out of one of those romance movies or novels.