The Sinful Vixen Whorehouse

[monique_minx]

My bleary eyes snap open, my ass teetering precariously on the very edge of a barstool. I move to stretch my arms and hiss as the cuffs bite into my wrists. Oh shit...don't tell me I'm still... I look around at the bar area and pull my ass off the edge of the stool, my legs are screaming at me and my cunt has a dull throbbing in it now.

Can someone please untie me now?

I say tiredly, lifting my head as much as the rope allows.

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Angel saunters in through the front doors, following by intuition the scent of passion.. and some pain. Well intuition and Ausus telling her to get her butt in there... yesterday. She pokes her head through the doorway and makes her way around.

Can someone please untie me now?

Angel heads in the direction of the sound, green eyes peering toward the bar. "Are you alright?"

 

[Leopald]

He looks up as Minx finally starts to stir, and then speak. Before he can say anything, Angel appears as well, asking if Minx is alright. He smiles and waves casually.

Oh, she's fine. Aren't you, Minx? I was wondering when you'd wake up. Looks like someone else got the idea to write on you in your sleep, too. Feeling any better?

And how are you, Angel? Haven't seen you in a while...

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Angel smiles as she straightens up, her posture reflecting an inner confidence.

"I've been good... .Leo, isn't it? Why is she tied to the bar.. and did she enjoy it?"

 

[monique_minx]

I lift my head trying to see who's speaking to me and I open my mouth to respond, groaning softly and closing it as that familiar even tone beats me to it.

Oh, she's fine. Aren't you, Minx? I was wondering when you'd wake up. Looks like someone else got the idea to write on you in your sleep, too. Feeling any better?

I twist trying to see my bum as I remember where he wrote and I flex my fingers in my restraints. The rope pulls tight on my collar and I cease my movements.

Not by much Sir, please....untie me now?

I speak a little desperately, the position isn't exactly comfortable but I'm not willing to antagonize him at all...well not right now anyway.

 

[Leopald]

"I've been good... .Leo, isn't it? Why is she tied to the bar.. and did she enjoy it?"

Leo, it is. Very good. She was in a rather unique mood, last night. I had to break her of it, and I left her tied to the bar at the end, to see how she would respond...

She's unhappy, methinks.

Not by much Sir, please....untie me now?

He smiles and reaches up to release her cuffs quickly, then unties the rope holding her collar to the tap.

How you feeling, fucktoy?

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Angel's expression carries curiosity and a certain naivety regarding such things. She walks thoughtfully to a bar stool. "Are their still drinks to be had? I hope I haven't come after hours"

 

[monique_minx]

He smiles and reaches up to release her cuffs quickly, then unties the rope holding her collar to the tap.

How you feeling, fucktoy?

I move my arms slowly, they ache from having been held in the same position for so long. My wrists have red marks from where the cuffs have bitten into them. I hold the position until he releases the rope and I slowly push myself straight up, wincing as my spine returns to its normal position.

I rub my wrists, trying to control my pain as my cunt flares a little and reminds me that it's been tenderised within an inch of it's life.

Like someone took a belt to my pussy Sir

I stifle a soft cry and stretch my aching muscles. Giving a small apologetic wave to Angel.

Sorry, I'm Minx by the way...

I remember something and twist my body, catching a few black letters on my ass before I look up at Leo again.

What did you write there anyway?

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Angel watches Minx stretching and rubbing her wrists. Although trying to grant privacy she cant help but notice the red marks, the bruising in places and the obvious soreness down below. She cringes wordlessly as her mind goes in the direction of what could have created those affects.

Sorry, I'm Minx by the way...

Angel smiles, warm and open, "Oh, so you're Minx! Ausus sings your praises regularly. Nice to finally meet you. I'm Angel."

 

[Leopald]

Are their still drinks to be had? I hope I haven't come after hours

There's plenty of booze, though I think you'll have to help yourself. Our bartender is off for the night, I think.

Like someone took a belt to my pussy Sir

Sorry, I'm Minx by the way...

What did you write there anyway?

I just wrote whore. Seemed fitting. Someone else decided to write something about Leo's slut and having too much rope, I dunno.

Shrugs dismissing.

 

[monique_minx]

Angel watches Minx stretching and rubbing her wrists. Although trying to grant privacy she cant help but notice the red marks, the bruising in places and the obvious soreness down below. She cringes wordlessly as her mind goes in the direction of what could have created those affects.

Angel smiles, warm and open, "Oh, so you're Minx! Ausus sings your praises regularly. Nice to finally meet you. I'm Angel."

Giggles

Can't begin to imagine what she must say about me

I roll my eyes with a grin

And I know she's very protective of you Angel though I haven't had the opportunity to meet you yet. How are you finding Lit?

I just wrote whore. Seemed fitting. Someone else decided to write something about Leo's slut and having too much rope, I dunno.

Shrugs dismissing.

I growl softly and slip behind the bar, eying my bum in the mirror and breathing out angrily

Ezra...oh he's dead if I get my hands on him again!

I pull the bottom draw open at the end of the bar and pull a tiny red tartan skirt out, the draw is full of them in an array of colours - this contingency was planned for. I slip the skirt on tentatively and lift my eyes to Leo.

You couldn't have just gone after my ass, could you?!

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Angel walks toward the edge of the bar, the gossamer hem of her dress trailing in the wake of her movement.

Dimples adorn her friendly smile as she asks.

"So its okay if I fix myself a drink?"

"Ausus only says the best things about you, don't worry. And Lit is breathing new life into my writing and even my real-time rp in other genres is becoming more descriptive.. and that's a good thing. I'm meeting wonderful people, some of whom I'm taking quite a liking to."

 

[Leopald]

Ezra...oh he's dead if I get my hands on him again!

You couldn't have just gone after my ass, could you?!

Chuckles as he watches her pull on the skirt.

That wouldn't have been nearly as effective, now would it? Besides, I know you love a sore cunt...

 

[Ausus_girl13]

She says.. that the minx is a slut bag..

I say this as I come down the stairs with a smile

But that's okay, because my Angel here is a total cunt. Evening girls.

I kiss them both hello and make myself a drink.

How are you Minxy? Nice to see you're finally free.

Evening Leo. I wink

 

[Drunken_Angel]

"Ausus!"

Angel catches Ausus as she passes, and throws her lithe arms around the woman's neck. "You're up late!"

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Smiles and hugs the Angel

Indeed. How are you little one?

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Angel responds with a single word that she expects will explain all: "butterflies". She unwraps her arms and heads for the absinthe.

 

[Leopald]

Well, hello Ausus. Did you sleep well?

Angel, can you hand me that bottle of whiskey, while you're back there, please?

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Angel grins at the request. She produces said bottle and also a snifter. "Allow me, Leo, straight or on ice cubes?"

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Giggles and sips at my wine

I slept well. How are you?

EDIT- Suck it up Angel. You're going.

 

[monique_minx]

Angel walks toward the edge of the bar, the gossamer hem of her dress trailing in the wake of her movement.

Dimples adorn her friendly smile as she asks.

"So its okay if I fix myself a drink?"

"Ausus only says the best things about you, don't worry. And Lit is breathing new life into my writing and even my real-time rp in other genres is becoming more descriptive.. and that's a good thing. I'm meeting wonderful people, some of whom I'm taking quite a liking to."

Good to hear! Oh and yeah, feel free at the bar, I do

Grins and gestures to my skirt, taking up a bottle of scotch as Leo speaks.

Chuckles as he watches her pull on the skirt.

That wouldn't have been nearly as effective, now would it? Besides, I know you love a sore cunt...

I give him a withering look and mutter.

It still would have been pretty damn effective...and I'd be able to fuck right now.

I shake my head with a scowl

How long are you going to gloat anyway?!

She says.. that the minx is a slut bag..

I say this as I come down the stairs with a smile

But that's okay, because my Angel here is a total cunt. Evening girls.

I kiss them both hello and make myself a drink.

How are you Minxy? Nice to see you're finally free.

Evening Leo. I wink

I turn my head and stick my tongue out at her as she appears

Really sore and never free my darling. It just looks that way without the cuffs and rope

I giggle and pour myself a glass of scotch and dry.

 

[Leopald]

Allow me, Leo, straight or on ice cubes?

Straight, please and thank you.

And Minx, don't tell me a little belt will ever stand in the way of you and fucking. Its just not true, and you know it.

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Angel holds the bottle awkwardly remember how Vail had asked for three fingers. She counts to herself as the whiskey flows "One finger, two fingers, three fingers. There!" She slides the drink to Leo beaming with pride.

"And Ausus, not THOSE kind of butterflies.. the good kind!"

 

[monique_minx]

Straight, please and thank you.

And Minx, don't tell me a little belt will ever stand in the way of you and fucking. Its just not true, and you know it.

Yeah but it sure does hurt a little too much to bother so I'm not lying and you're an ass.

I poke my tongue out, lacking any other way to end that sentence, I giggle and take a mouthful of scotch, sighing.

 

[Leopald]

Takes the offered drink and lifts it towards Angel before taking a sip.

Thank you, my dear.

And Minx, you deserve everything you got last night, and more. Stick your tongue out all you like, brat. Its the truth, and you love it.