The Sinful Vixen Whorehouse

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Never actually appears in the room as more than mist.. but roots begin to sprout from the floor and entwine themselves around Aus' ankles.

Ethereal laughter echoes.
 
Oh, just seemed like one of those nights, you know? And its been rather quiet around the SV, so I figured some activity would do the place some good.

Takes another sip of his drink, eyes flashing to hers as he does. He leans back in his chair, relaxing as much as he can for now. It had been quite some time, since Aus had visited him here...

And what about you, little one? To what do I owe the pleasure?
 
Never actually appears in the room as more than mist.. but roots begin to sprout from the floor and entwine themselves around Aus' ankles.

Ethereal laughter echoes.

Slices the roots without at word and looks up at Leo with a smile

I just thought I would join you for a nightcap.
 
Chuckles as Angel pops in and Ausus cuts the roots with ease.

Well, its always nice to have some company, my dear.

He stands and tops off her glass, then his own. His lips brush her forehead, then he takes a seat on the couch along the wall.
 
Excusez-moi monsieur...

Gets up and pours a glass of water behind the couch.

Out Angel.

Smiles and sits next to him on the couch, snuggling.
 
Raises a brow as he watches Angel leave, wet and stomping, and he shakes his head with a small laugh. His arm drapes around the beuatiful woman cuddling up to him on the couch, and a soft whisper as his lips brush her ear.

Seems your rather popular, my dear. I'm glad you've chosen to stay here, though.

He enjoys the presence, the company, hoping that it lasts.
 
Snuggles closer and kisses his shoulder

I've got no plans to go anywhere...

Pulls his arms tighter around me, giggling at the wet footsteps that lead out...
 
I'm gonna have to get my floor cleaned now, aren't I?

Chuckles and pinches her playfully, before taking another sip of his drink, and wondering if there are any other lurkers in his office he should be made aware of.

But then, it is just water. Should be fine when it dries, huh?
 
Giggles and kisses his cheek...

Oh it will be fine, I can think of other things for you to focus on.
 
His brow perks up as she speaks, and he gazes at her curiously.

Oh? Do tell...
 
Chuckles softly and shakes my head

Well, we could focus on SV paperwork, I mean, there is some that needs to be done. But I am sure that's not where your head is right now.

Reaches over and tops his glass off.
 
He nods in gratitude as his glass is topped off, and can't help but chuckle at her words.

I would be lying if I said paperwork was at the top of my priority list when you come to visit, my dear. Face it; you tend to distract rather well...

As he takes another sip, he runs fingers lightly through her hair, brushing the short curls back as his eyes lock on her neck. He leans down and takes a nibble, pausing before taking another just below her ear.

Mmmm... Sorry, as I said... You tend to distract.
 
Leaning into his touch I smile. Bringing the hand in my hair to my lips, dotting small kisses over his knuckles.

I distract? Please... You're a bit of a distraction yourself.

My glass is out of reach, so I take his and sip, before turning in his arms and kiss him, letting him taste the liquor on my lips.
 
The soft lips, the taste of the liquor... Too much.

He pulled his fingers back up to her hair, wrapping firmly, before tugging her head back. The next kiss he took from her was on his terms, as he drank in her flavor deeply, biting her lip, sliding his tongue between her lips to explore her mouth, and flexing fingers across her throat, the hint of nails on the flesh.

He finally breaks the kiss slowly, eyes shining as the lock on hers. His hands still grip her hair and throat, though not as tight anymore. He leans forward, his teeth grazing her ear as he growls.


Why did you really come here, little slut?
 
Why did you really come here, little slut?

I smile softly and take another sip while watching him, saying nothing. It's possible that he will make me pay for making him wait. I lick my lips and savor the heat sliding down my throat.

Well...

I trace little images over his chest with my finger, and watch him intently through my lashes. It's possible that I don't know why I am here, except that he drew me in. I shrug up at him.

A craving?
 
A craving, a desire, a need. He wonders which of her many cravings brought her to him, but he doesn't bother to ask. Instead, he stands simply, placing a soft kiss on her lips this time.

He moves to the open door, closing and locking it, before flipping a switch opposite the one that controls the lights. A wall opens, and a display of tools and toys is displayed. Everything either of them could possibly want or need is on those shelves.

Fingers trace her cheek as he moves to stand beside her.


Go get me a pair of leather cuffs, ankle cuffs, and a spreader bar. And while you're up, pick out five toys that you would like used on you, little one. Go, now.
 
I take his drink out of his hand and down the rest of it, then place the empty glass back in his hand. I bring him all the cuffs and the spreader bar. Setting them all within easy reach on his desk. I walk over to the cornucopia of toys and grab one item, I walk back to his side and set it down.

A Candle.

I walk back over to the toys and grab another, and then bring it to him.

A flogger.

Another

Nipple clamps

Once more the process is repeated and he watches me now with annoyed eyes

Vibrator.

And finally I stop. And stand before him. My nimble fingers reach out and undo his belt working it open and finally off. I slide the belt from it's loops, while never taking my eyes from his. Playfully setting the belt into his hands.

Five... Just like you asked.

I sit with a heavy, tired, mocking sigh on the couch and look up at him with a grin.
 
A glance down to his empty glass is accompanied by a deep frown. Then he rolls his eyes and watches as she makes her toy selection one at a time.

Candle...flogger...clamps...vibe... Belt?

Cheeky bitch. He says nothing as she works on removing the thick leather belt and places it in his hand with her bratty little grin in full view. She would certainly pay for this dearly, and he was going to make sure of it. But for now, he remained calm and in control as she sat down back on the couch and released a mocking sigh.


Oh, I know that was so tough, little one. I'm sorry I had to make you go through all that...

His voice was obviously patronizing now, and the folded belt came down across her bare thigh hard, right before his hand lashed out and grabbed a full fist of red curls. He yanks her up off the couch and tosses her to the floor. Another flash of his hand, and a tearing noise as the dress crumples and rips away from her body. The prim and proper act didn't fool him, and he decided it was time to put the slut in her place.

He stands over her now, towering with his arms crossed, glaring down at her.


Are you ready to be broken, bitch?
 
He is ever so hot when he's on top of the world. Or in this case... me. My tattered dress lying around me like confetti, and a stunned and stinging me... it isn't fair. Course he knows that. It's his creed. Never let the Bitch get the upper hand.

But a girl's gotta try. So not a word passes through my ruby lips, though a smile and perked brow say more than enough as I stare into his eye defiantly. Oh I am sure he'll knock that damn grin off my lips, but for now.. it stays.


"Oh I don't know... think you're man enough to break me?"

The words are soft, mumbled even. But their meaning isn't lost as I square my shoulders and cross my arms back at him, though I do the smarter thing and stay kneeling. Not worth offering him my derriere to beat on, which standing would certainly do. As a bonus, I blow a kiss at him. If I am going to get my ass beat and broken, I might as well give him a reason.
 
After having exited the room with Princess and Leo, I had made a mental note to get to her paperwork having passed her in the interview. I'd been lazy though and put off the work until now, I drag back the covers and get out of bed at last. Padding across the room as I notice Leo's absence and thank fuck I don't have to be quiet about things.

I make my way to my wardrobe and throw it open, carefully selecting an outfit to my client's specifications, I slip into it and make my way down into the bar area to wait for him. My outfit...


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I move across to the stereo and flick it on, scrolling through the touchscreen to find an appropriate song, I press PLAY just as he walks through the door...I spin around...
 
He enters and watches her appreciatively as she spins on her heel. His black shirt is buttoned and only leaves the top two open, his trousers make a rustle as he walks across the floor, the shiny black dress shoes click almost soundlessly over the tiled floor.

He wordlessly takes her hand as the music plays and pulls her hard up against his chest, taking her mouth in a deep, sensual kiss. When he releases her mouth at last, a low growl rumbles in the depths of his throat.

"So you are mine tonight at last muchacha descarada? Not the scenario I had hoped for but from you, anything is better than nothing... You do look quite delicious, gracias for more than meeting my request puta." He states in a low voice, spinning her out with one hand and pulling her close to crash into his sturdy form.

"One dance, then you will take me to a place more private. Comprendes?"
 
I gasp breathlessly as his lips press to mine, his sudden grip, fingers closing around my wrist is surprising to me but not more so than the kiss itself. When his tongue is done with its exploration of my mouth, I take a lungful of air and look up at his face. I have a feeling this is going to be an amazing experience indeed!

Si Senor, I am yours for tonight...

He spins me out as I whisper it and I blush brightly over his compliment, smashing into his chest in a whirl as he pulls me near again.

I nod quickly.


Understood Sir, the Kink room as we agreed...

I spin around to face him again and grin, sliding my leg up his slowly. I press my hand flat against his chest and push him back into the nearest chair.

I promise my control is just for now Senor.

I bow my head respectfully lest he think I am up to no good...well I usually am but not right now.

I straddle his waist and breathe across his neck, griding my hips against his slowly but strongly. When I feel him responding, I pull back and get up, walking around the back of the chair. I run my hands down his chest and slowly begin to slip the buttons of his shirt, pulling it free of his pants. When at last it is loose, I move away from the masculine Spaniard and shake my ass more than necessary while it's facing him.

I wander up the stage steps and head to the stripper pole, gripping it and bending to him lazily with a sparkling grin.


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