The Sinful Vixen Whorehouse

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I step off the stairs, giggling as I overhear the conversation and I blow AMC a kiss

Hey darl, long time no see...

I wink at Ausus and grin devilishly at Ezra

Don't worry, I'm harmless today my sweet, it's not you I'm after.
 
After his smoke, he retreats back to his office and the shower. A fresh shirt and slacks are laid out, but he foregoes the jacket and tie for the night. After his shower and toweling dry, he dressed quickly and heads back out to the bar.

Minx has arrived, and he pats her bum playfully, then moves over to Ausus.


Excuse me for a moment... He grabs a handful of her hair and pulls her head back hard, stealing a kiss, before growling, You owe me, for the bottle.

Then he turns back to Minx.

Did you have fun with your client, fucktoy?

Grins as he comes up behind me and pats my ass, I lick my lips when he turns back to me

My first client, it was quite fun really, much gentler than I'm used to but at least not completely tender so it was pretty wonderful.

I shrug and hide a smirk over the bottle part, looking away
 
I step off the stairs, giggling as I overhear the conversation and I blow AMC a kiss

Hey darl, long time no see...

I wink at Ausus and grin devilishly at Ezra

Don't worry, I'm harmless today my sweet, it's not you I'm after.

* I smile at Minx , I am almost disapointed..almost..*
 
Excuse me for a moment... He grabs a handful of her hair and pulls her head back hard, stealing a kiss, before growling, You owe me, for the bottle.

Ah. Um. Wipes my lip and smiles at AMC, trying not to glare at Leo


Does "Fill you with cum till you beg for me to stop" count?

Smiles at Ausus.

Grins and blushes softly That's you're plan? Come on sweetness...

Leads him away from the others.

You can choose the rooms, phallic or BDSM fun room, the fantasy room.. is.. it's cleaned.. so you can choose from there too.
 
He nods at Minx, then shrugs slightly.

At least it was fun, huh?

His arms wrap around her, drawing her close and squeezing tight. No more words come, just the closeness of the moment, the scent of her hair, the matching of heartbeat and breathing.

Lost to the rest of the house, he holds her.
 
Hmm well..
Oh one question I wanted to ask you, this place to keep a sense of realizm or will am I able add some fantasy to it for my plan for you?
Either way lets go Fantasy room.
 
He nods at Minx, then shrugs slightly.

At least it was fun, huh?

His arms wrap around her, drawing her close and squeezing tight. No more words come, just the closeness of the moment, the scent of her hair, the matching of heartbeat and breathing.

Lost to the rest of the house, he holds her.

I nod but before I can so much as open my mouth, he pulls me into his tight embrace and I contentedly wrap my arms around him too. I lay my head on his shoulder, snuggling close to his neck, smelling him; just the scent of him...bliss.

((OOC: Amc, Ausus wants me to inform you she's been momentarily dragged into the RW but she'll be back pretty soon :) ))
 
Those electric hips couldn't resist rolling, in slow, tumultuous strokes, along to the rhythm of the blaring, sinful beats that her stud sings with such a deliriously smoky growl. He circles her, like an animal zeroing in on its prey, and she lets that body sing its siren's song, hands running invitingly down her own sylphlike frame as those eyes close in on his every movement.

His lips on her feet have her teasingly tugging the hem of that obscenely tight dress up for a moment, before wriggling it down again over that ample rear in time to the chorus. Lust-stricken face greets his with a devious grin, just before he pulls her into his bare torso with the buttery leather of that slender belt.

Striptease for me baby, he intones. And oh, she tries her damnedest not to just that, as the heat of his flesh sends her tongue to flick naughtily over his singing mouth. But that darling blonde head tilts down, watching him lead those petite hands over those tailored slacks, and that gyrating ass works harder now, flimsy skirt riding up those supple cheeks again and again.

Fingers squeeze whatever his hands lead them over; the feel of taut thighs leaving her aching between her own creamy pair. And suddenly, he's pressed against her, and that hot bulge is throbbing into her stomach, crying out for the attention she so desperately wants to give.

She pushes him forward, still dancing, but stepping out of those sultry heels and stepping into him. Dainty feet stretch on high arches and well-manicured toes so she can still meet his eye line, and the look on her face is that of a seductress finally meeting her match. Hips writhe again, and she leans that graceful dancer's body backward now, letting him grind that rampant erection into her as the song drowns out the sounds of her slightly heavy breathing.

Lips are on his ear in another second, and that breathy, playful coo has turned into a throaty, commanding drawl. "Get onto the bed."
 
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She dances into him, and his hands fill with the curves of her body. The rumpled dress exposing her to him, inches at a time, even as he concentrated on making his body bare for her. His erection, an agressive force, throbbing as he pressed it against her hips. His fingers and palms running the circuit of her stomach, her chest. Pulling her skirt further off of her sinful hips. And over her perfect ass. Her glorious sinful curves, pressing with equal fervor against his needs.

He wanted to throw her on the bed now. Take his face to her legs, and slowly begin to devour her whole. Until she could do nothing but scream and moan, while he took his pleasure back from her. Always a danger, that feeling. That primal urge to simply have, and take and use.


"Get onto the bed."

He obeyed, moving softly up onto the bed and his shoes on the floor. He lounged back against the comforters, leaving his legs spread to her gaze, his pants fallen just a little further by the work. A single simple tug and they would be off. Joining the remains of his other clothing, over the room.

And in the background the song changed.
 
Clears my throat, blushing.

Fantasy room it is.. lets go.

Takes Amc's hand and drags him into the gauzy room.
 
Let's go, fucktoy.

A deep, possessive kiss took her for several moments, his tongue diving between her lips to explore what was his. As he broke it slowly, his teeth latched on to her bottom lip and tugged hard. Meanwhile, his hands held onto her back and ass, squeezing, caressing, keeping her pressed against him, and offering no escape, even if escape was desired.

Then he spun her around, a hand in the small of her back to guide her. He led her down the hall, stopping at his office. Leaning in close, his words were barely audible, whispered into her ear.


Wait here.

Then he disappeared into his private domain, only to return a few moments later with a small bag in hand.

Your room, little one. Lead the way.
 
(lag sorry for long wait in my reply)

Follows Ausus into the fantasy room

Nice place Ausus ^^
 
I smile

So what's your wish? Flavor?

Giggling softly I jump on the bed, and lay down on my belly, lazily kicking my legs.
 
Let's go, fucktoy.

A deep, possessive kiss took her for several moments, his tongue diving between her lips to explore what was his. As he broke it slowly, his teeth latched on to her bottom lip and tugged hard. Meanwhile, his hands held onto her back and ass, squeezing, caressing, keeping her pressed against him, and offering no escape, even if escape was desired.

Then he spun her around, a hand in the small of her back to guide her. He led her down the hall, stopping at his office. Leaning in close, his words were barely audible, whispered into her ear.


Wait here.

Then he disappeared into his private domain, only to return a few moments later with a small bag in hand.

Your room, little one. Lead the way.

I gasp as his mouth claims mine, his tongue slipping to entwine in a little wrestle with my own while I melted into his kiss. I moan as he tugs my bottom lip, my body pressed hard up against his while he gropes my ass...or I should say, the ass he owns...the sore one, I groan as I recall the spankings vividly and tug a little. I want to leave his grip because of the burning pain in my bottom but I want to stay just as badly because...well it's him, no other reason necessary!

He spins me and guides me toward his office with a single hand, I wait as he desires and eye the bag anxiously upon his return. I bite my lip and nod as I lead him upstairs, grateful that walking in heels is an age old custom for me now. My body is generously displayed to him on all angles and I get a little thrill imagining what he sees from behind as I walk up the stairs; the marker on my ass now washed away. I open my bedroom door and walk in, turning to look at him questioningly once I'm inside.
 
She dances into him, and his hands fill with the curves of her body. The rumpled dress exposing her to him, inches at a time, even as he concentrated on making his body bare for her. His erection, an agressive force, throbbing as he pressed it against her hips. His fingers and palms running the circuit of her stomach, her chest. Pulling her skirt further off of her sinful hips. And over her perfect ass. Her glorious sinful curves, pressing with equal fervor against his needs.

He wanted to throw her on the bed now. Take his face to her legs, and slowly begin to devour her whole. Until she could do nothing but scream and moan, while he took his pleasure back from her. Always a danger, that feeling. That primal urge to simply have, and take and use.


"Get onto the bed."

He obeyed, moving softly up onto the bed and his shoes on the floor. He lounged back against the comforters, leaving his legs spread to her gaze, his pants fallen just a little further by the work. A single simple tug and they would be off. Joining the remains of his other clothing, over the room.

And in the background the song changed.

Ohh, he's so eager to obey, even after yanking that skirt up and giving her a wicked preview of that hardening shaft beneath those midnight boxers. She's almost sorry to have him pull from her, the sudden absence of heat making that body snap around quickly and follow him.

Melodic laughter can be heard as the first few bars of 'Jealous of Your Cigarette' begin to play. "Ohh, you're so far away from me now." Busty blonde crosses over to the edge of the king-sized bed and pounces onto her stud, those supple, massive globes bouncing all for his benefit. Bare, smooth legs straddle him expertly, and that thong-covered sex begins to grind into his rock hard tool as she leans down and gets a good look at what she's paid for. He's plenty big, and as those hypnotic hips work their magic, she can feel him twitch beneath her, burning into her thigh through that thin bit of fabric.

"I didn't exactly mean for you to climb all the way up here,"
she continues after a moment of teasing. A cocky grin is flashed as she climbs off him again and kneels down by the foot of the bed. "I mean, I love that you're ready, willing, and waiting, as they say. But c'mere."

Hands grab either of the stud's ankles, and she pulls him down, an easier feat than expected, considering that his chiseled ass is covered in silk, and the comforter is silk-threaded as well. "I want to get a better look at my top earner. Sit up for me."

As he moves, she settles into the carpet, and peels either dark trouser sock off his feet and tosses them aside with a small smirk. Hands then begin to travel up his shins, to those thighs he so graciously gave her a tour of before, and fingers start to massage deeply in either strong inner section. And then, those fingers snap the waistband of those boxers down, and with a tiny gasp of delight, a thick, veiny member pops out to greet her, oozing precum and pulsating in the cool night air.

"You. Are. Beautiful."
An elated fizz runs through her, like champagne uncorked from a bottle, as that lusty tone purrs an emphatic approval of what he has to offer. "Mmm. Shall I taste you?"
 
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Smiles at Ausus and sits down on the bed and takes in the room for a moment before taking in the sexiness that is Ausus herself.

Do I only get 1 wish? :devil:
 
* seeing that no one is watching the store I move to a central spot next to the bar and make my self somewhat comfortable, trying to look like I am in charge,,*
 
Smiles at Ausus and sits down on the bed and takes in the room for a moment before taking in the sexiness that is Ausus herself.

Do I only get 1 wish? :devil:

You got to pay for extra babe. giggles softly and reaches out to pull him closer
 
Smiles and lets Ausus pull me close to her.

Well for you I just need to know how to pay?

Smiling and getting hard just being this close to her
 
kneels up to sit behind him, wrapping myself around him, my breasts pushing into his back.

We'll leave your card at the front desk. Don't worry about it.

slides my lips along his neck
 
As she starts leading the way, he is busy digging into the small bag. It produces a square device, and when he opens the side panel and pops off the lens cap, the camera whirs to life. It displayed full battery power, so he nestled it in his hand and pointed it directly at the ass leading him just as it started traversing the stairs. The record button was depressed, and the little red LED indicator dutifully lit up, while the unblinking eye made visual records of all that was to come.

As she ascended, the camera lowered, catching the upskirt shots, and proof that she remained without panties for his pleasure. His lip curled in a wicked grin while watching the bright screen show him what he couldn't see from his own angle. Her ass looked just as nice from above as it did below. Then they were at the top of the stairs and approaching her room. Still, she'd seemed not to notice...

Until they entered and she turned around.


Smile for the camera, fucktoy.

His smile was unmistakably wicked now, and the camera slowly panned up from her heels, drinking in every curve.

Why don't you slowly strip, my little cumslut?
 
Sighs happily as I feel Ausus's breast push against my back, knowing they would feel even more wonderful if we were naked. And know anything I spend will be well worth it, as she is one of the few I'd sell my soul for.

I may have to do this on no less then a weekly visit Ausus.. :heart:

I shiver a little as her soft lips touch the skin of my neck
 
smiles and takes his hands in mine

You are incredibly sweet, amazingly so.

I slide my hand down his shirt, and then up under it, grazing my nails against his chest
 
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