The Sinful Vixen Whorehouse

[Arcane_Desires]

He moves back into the chair under her direction, a brow quirked in question which she quickly answers. He gives one solid nod and allows her to continue, clearly surprised when she moves up on his body. Her breath causing a deep relaxing one to come from him, he feels the slow move of her pelvis on his own, his erection growing unseen beneath his trousers.

She moves around him, he doesn't look to see where she goes or what she does. It does not matter in the slightest. Her hands are felt as well as her breath near his ear, the buttons come undone and still he does not move. She walks away and he can see why the Minx is called the Minx. He shakes his head with the faintest sliver of a smile as she teases him and then asks for requests...oh he had a request alright...

"Take your clothes off for me." He flicked his head in her direction, "Clearly they too much for you if you're shaking your ass 'no' at me. Too much nudity for such a wanton slut, perhaps you're even itching to fulfill that request?" His mouth curls into a cruel smile - the beginning.

 

[monique_minx]

He moves back into the chair under her direction, a brow quirked in question which she quickly answers. He gives one solid nod and allows her to continue, clearly surprised when she moves up on his body. Her breath causing a deep relaxing one to come from him, he feels the slow move of her pelvis on his own, his erection growing unseen beneath his trousers.

She moves around him, he doesn't look to see where she goes or what she does. It does not matter in the slightest. Her hands are felt as well as her breath near his ear, the buttons come undone and still he does not move. She walks away and he can see why the Minx is called the Minx. He shakes his head with the faintest sliver of a smile as she teases him and then asks for requests...oh he had a request alright...

"Take your clothes off for me." He flicked his head in her direction, "Clearly they too much for you if you're shaking your ass 'no' at me. Too much nudity for such a wanton slut, perhaps you're even itching to fulfill that request?" His mouth curls into a cruel smile - the beginning.

I squeak in surprise, blushing furiously over what he says and I grumble under my breath as I stand up straight. My hands slide up behind my back as my hips sway to the music, I unravel the tie which pulls loose instantly and releases the top half of the corset, it still holds tightly to my form though.

My hands drift to the front of it and I slowly undo each of the clips there, I hold the free corset closed and cross one ankle over the other. I spin around so my back faces him and I open it to free my breasts to the air, dropping the corset to my right and looking over my shoulder at him. I give him a sexy fuck you smile and slip the tie of my skirt, doing the same so only my ass is bared to him.

I give a shimmy of it in response to what he said about shaking it 'no' at him and I move across to the centre stage with only my boots on. A chair sits there and I prop one heeled foot up on it, slowly sliding the zipper from my thigh to ankle. I loose the boot and toss it aside, repeating the process with the other until I stand there naked and look at him expectantly.

 

[Leopald]

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.

Cheeky words in a challenging manner, a blown kiss to mock; this was Aus's particular brand of brat that he had missed, that he so thoroughly enjoyed stripping her of. And it was here, in all her brash glory. Let it never be said that the girl didn't have guts, when even in the face of assured beatings by a sadist, she still pushed, and pushed hard. But that was alright by him, and the grin of ruby lips would be fun to wipe off her face.

Fingers collapse around her throat as a laugh emanates from his. He leans down next to her ear and a low growl demonstrates his serious nature, even beyond what his words ever could.

Man enough? My dear little whore, you're nothing special. Anyone with a belt and a little confidence can break you, because, if truth be told, you beg for it every time you open your mouth... Behind the swagger, the bold words, the bratty attitude, is a little slut dying to be on her knees begging for mercy, while praying that none will come.

The hand clasping her neck tightens as he stands tall and straight once more, and the belt's single crack across her exposed chest was more of a promise of things to come than an actual strike. He had much in mind, and would be sure to take his time peeling back the layers of the girl before him, as much time as he pleased.

Finally, her throat was released, and he quickly moved behind her to try and get her wrists in the heavy leather cuffs, while he wondered if she would fight him on even this, or cooperate for now.

What will it be, girl?

 

[Arcane_Desires]

I squeak in surprise, blushing furiously over what he says and I grumble under my breath as I stand up straight. My hands slide up behind my back as my hips sway to the music, I unravel the tie which pulls loose instantly and releases the top half of the corset, it still holds tightly to my form though.

My hands drift to the front of it and I slowly undo each of the clips there, I hold the free corset closed and cross one ankle over the other. I spin around so my back faces him and I open it to free my breasts to the air, dropping the corset to my right and looking over my shoulder at him. I give him a sexy fuck you smile and slip the tie of my skirt, doing the same so only my ass is bared to him.

I give a shimmy of it in response to what he said about shaking it 'no' at him and I move across to the centre stage with only my boots on. A chair sits there and I prop one heeled foot up on it, slowly sliding the zipper from my thigh to ankle. I loose the boot and toss it aside, repeating the process with the other until I stand there naked and look at him expectantly.

He watches appreciatively as she strips and bares that lily white skin to the cool air of the Whorehouse. His arms folded across his own bare chest while she throws those bratty expressions his way, it makes him smile because she still thinks she can get away with that shit where he's concerned. He gives her a shake of his head to let her know she won't.

When her boots come free at last, he gets up from his chair which creaks at the movement and he walks across the floor to close the distance between them. His hand snatches her hair and he slips in behind her, pulling it back to force her body into a nasty arch so that she might look upon his face.

"Funny, I don't recall telling you to be such a perra about it." He states smoothly and releases her hair to smack her ass hard, "Think twice puta, we have all night yet."

He lets that sink in before he continues, "Now pick up your mierda, if you're expecting someone else to clean up after you then you need a humility lesson. Then you can lead me upstairs to one of your special little rooms."

 

[monique_minx]

He watches appreciatively as she strips and bares that lily white skin to the cool air of the Whorehouse. His arms folded across his own bare chest while she throws those bratty expressions his way, it makes him smile because she still thinks she can get away with that shit where he's concerned. He gives her a shake of his head to let her know she won't.

When her boots come free at last, he gets up from his chair which creaks at the movement and he walks across the floor to close the distance between them. His hand snatches her hair and he slips in behind her, pulling it back to force her body into a nasty arch so that she might look upon his face.

"Funny, I don't recall telling you to be such a perra about it." He states smoothly and releases her hair to smack her ass hard, "Think twice puta, we have all night yet."

He lets that sink in before he continues, "Now pick up your mierda, if you're expecting someone else to clean up after you then you need a humility lesson. Then you can lead me upstairs to one of your special little rooms."

I watch as he walks up and onto the stage with me, a glittering grin fades from my lips suddenly as he grabs my hair. I gasp and cry out as I arch back.

Fuck!

He speaks and I can't help but smirk, I still love this game. Though I didn't really think I was being a bitch...the thought goes unfinished as he releases my hair and smacks my ass, I issue a yelp in response and scowl at him when he tells me to pick up my shit. I fight the urge to stick my tongue out and move around to fish my corset and skirt up from the floor. I pile them neatly on the chair and stick my boots next to it before I turn towards the stage stairs and mumble

This way Sir.

He's always testing me in so many ways, I hate the lesson comes after the trial bullshit sometimes, I think to myself as I saunter up the stairs and down the hall towards the Kink room. I open the door and oblige him entry before flipping the occupied sign and shutting it. I turn and wait for his command.

OOC: Scene in progress, to be continued as we can...

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Cheeky words in a challenging manner, a blown kiss to mock; this was Aus's particular brand of brat that he had missed, that he so thoroughly enjoyed stripping her of. And it was here, in all her brash glory. Let it never be said that the girl didn't have guts, when even in the face of assured beatings by a sadist, she still pushed, and pushed hard. But that was alright by him, and the grin of ruby lips would be fun to wipe off her face.

Fingers collapse around her throat as a laugh emanates from his. He leans down next to her ear and a low growl demonstrates his serious nature, even beyond what his words ever could.

Man enough? My dear little whore, you're nothing special. Anyone with a belt and a little confidence can break you, because, if truth be told, you beg for it every time you open your mouth... Behind the swagger, the bold words, the bratty attitude, is a little slut dying to be on her knees begging for mercy, while praying that none will come.

The hand clasping her neck tightens as he stands tall and straight once more, and the belt's single crack across her exposed chest was more of a promise of things to come than an actual strike. He had much in mind, and would be sure to take his time peeling back the layers of the girl before him, as much time as he pleased.

Finally, her throat was released, and he quickly moved behind her to try and get her wrists in the heavy leather cuffs, while he wondered if she would fight him on even this, or cooperate for now.

What will it be, girl?

I didn't expect much mercy from him, and to be sure.. I don't think I want it. His hand is quick to close around my throat and I can feel the pressure build in my head. I breathe shallowly and fight the urge to pull his hands from my throat. His words make me blush a little, but I am still not completely mollified. Perhaps I am the little daring slut only begging for more... but he'll have to work work it to. I want it just as badly as he does.

I'll take whatever you give Sir. Pour l'instant.

My own insolence makes me smile. I give an inch only at a time, though I keep my hands still as he binds them behind my back.

Je veux ce que vous voulez.

 

[Leopald]

Je veux ce que vous voulez.

A wicked chuckle as he finished the binding on her wrists.

What I want? My dear sweet naïve slut... I always get what I want, and I never try to hide it like you. You may not admit it now, but soon...

He picks up the flogger and runs it over her breasts, the strands loosely fluttering on the flesh.

You'll be bearing your every desire, begging me to make them a reality. All that remains to be seen...

Several quick snaps of his wrists, and several loud reports of the flogger contacting her fleshy orbs. He paused and grabbed a nipple between his finger, sharply tugging on it.

...Is whether or not I'll tell you "No".

 

[Arcane_Desires]

I watch as he walks up and onto the stage with me, a glittering grin fades from my lips suddenly as he grabs my hair. I gasp and cry out as I arch back.

Fuck!

He speaks and I can't help but smirk, I still love this game. Though I didn't really think I was being a bitch...the thought goes unfinished as he releases my hair and smacks my ass, I issue a yelp in response and scowl at him when he tells me to pick up my shit. I fight the urge to stick my tongue out and move around to fish my corset and skirt up from the floor. I pile them neatly on the chair and stick my boots next to it before I turn towards the stage stairs and mumble

This way Sir.

He's always testing me in so many ways, I hate the lesson comes after the trial bullshit sometimes, I think to myself as I saunter up the stairs and down the hall towards the Kink room. I open the door and oblige him entry before flipping the occupied sign and shutting it. I turn and wait for his command.

OOC: Scene in progress, to be continued as we can...

He follows her up the stairs and a wrinkle of a smirk flits across his face to be replaced by that clear slate after she'd cleaned up her clothes; sporting some frustration over having been told to do so. The moment they both entered the Kink room, he knew this would be perfect for their first scenario together. He had all he needed and then some, not to mention the naked submissive by the door.

He makes his way across the room, ignoring her entirely as he pulls out a length of rope and a shackle with a ring attachment. He moves across the room to the pole standing alone there and he locks the shackle, adjusting it tightly so that it mightn't slip down the metal's length. Once it is stuck, he begins to thread the rope through the ring and leaves it to hang slack.

He then moves back to the rows of hanging toys and take a pair of leather cuffs after deciding the metal may just be too much for her today. He snaps his fingers to get her attention and points to his feet.

"Where you should be by now puta. Get there." His deep voice rumbles through the room to her. When she kneels before him, he attaches the leather cuffs to her wrists and feeds the rope through it, tying it tightly in a good devil's knot.

"If that comes undone, you'll wish you hadn't agreed to scene with me, Monique." He gestures to the rope and speaks harshly though he doubts her ability to undo that knot, he's well aware of her houdini-like tendencies.

"Stand up Minx." He says off handedly and moves to grab a 16 strand flogger with a good range on it. He oils down the strands and flicks the excess free, twirling it for good measure.

"How are you feeling? One smart ass remark and I'll flog the skin from your back." He warns quickly, already knowing how she might answer that question - he's unwilling to grant the opportunity.

 

[monique_minx]

He ignores me and makes his way across the room, I can't help but be impressed; he walks around like he owns the place. I know he knows his shit but watching him in action is something, being part of the action? Something else entirely. At the same time I know the RL offer I made to him was rejected, I was hurt by that until the reasons came to light, we discussed those almost every time we speak and still I can't deny him the truth of it. He's right. We can't. Maybe not ever. I need to learn to use my voice more before I can be a production piece.

He sets up a shackle around the pole, I'm fucking curious when he threads the rope through it and finally he acts like he notices I'm in the room with a snap of his fingers to make me look directly at him, I startle a little but settle. When he points to his feet, I'm already in motion long before the command comes.

"Where you should be by now puta. Get there."

I instantly slip down to my knees at his feet and look up at him, biting my lip nervously. I lift my wrists for the cuffs; knowing the drill all too well by now. He attaches the rope and ties it off and while I've expected it, the reality is unnerving because I really want to know what the game is here.

"If that comes undone, you'll wish you hadn't agreed to scene with me, Monique."

I gulp and nod quickly in response

Yes Sir, it won't Sir.

"Stand up Minx."

I get to my feet with a little stumble, it's much harder to stand when you can't use your hands so thankfully my calves and ankles are fairly strong. I watch while he oils down the flogger, I know the oil makes it much harder on my skin, it will redden instantly and hurt much worse than if he didn't.

"How are you feeling? One smart ass remark and I'll flog the skin from your back."

I want to hiss out some dry sarcasm but I think twice once he warns. I squeak, I've not a doubt that he isn't kidding about it. I swallow before I choose my words carefully

I'm fine Sir, anticipating what is to come with a....nervous appreciation...

 

[princesssexci]

Princess wanders in, wondering how she did on her interview. She looks at the empty reception desk and walks towards it, until she knows if she's been promoted to a Sexy Vixen.

 

[monique_minx]

Management would like to both thank and welcome Princess into her promotion as a Sinful Vixen Whore. First post is changed to reflect your new position. Congratulations!!​

 

[princesssexci]

Woohoo! Thank you!!!


Comes from behind the reception desk and walks to the bar to grab a drink to celebrate her promotion.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Je veux ce que vous voulez.

A wicked chuckle as he finished the binding on her wrists.

What I want? My dear sweet naïve slut... I always get what I want, and I never try to hide it like you. You may not admit it now, but soon...

He picks up the flogger and runs it over her breasts, the strands loosely fluttering on the flesh.

You'll be bearing your every desire, begging me to make them a reality. All that remains to be seen...

Several quick snaps of his wrists, and several loud reports of the flogger contacting her fleshy orbs. He paused and grabbed a nipple between his finger, sharply tugging on it.

...Is whether or not I'll tell you "No".

The caress of the flogger is relaxing to me, and to be held so in my bounds, the man knows me. It's highly, un-fucking-fair but he plays to his advantages and I... play to mine. Which is to say.. I don't have any. Those first few flicks across my tits send my brain hurtling towards nowhere land. I gasp and writhe a little, my eyes closed.

One long inhale later his scent carried to my brain, you'd think this would have a drugging effect, it does, but ever the fighter my eyes fly open and I look up into his with challenge.

"Tell me NO? I don't think you have ever told me NO. This will indeed be fun."

I slide my legs apart and straighten my back, the position allowing him to see just how turned on I am. I bite my bottom lip for a moment, pushing back the blushing that I usually do, and smile.

Give me your worst...

​

Princess wanders in, wondering how she did on her interview. She looks at the empty reception desk and walks towards it, until she knows if she's been promoted to a Sexy Vixen.

A note is delivered to the front desk...

"Welcome to the Sinful Vixen Princess!!!

Kisses, Aus and Minx"

 

[Dr_James]

Saunters in. Settles down to the bar wanting a drink. It has been one of those days.

 

[princesssexci]

Looking up as a new visitor enters the Whore house, she smiles knowing this could possibly be her chance to work her first customer. Turning to face him she flashes him a sexy smile

Hi there, welcome to the whore house. What can I do for you?

 

[Dr_James]

Looking up as a new visitor enters the Whore house, she smiles knowing this could possibly be her chance to work her first customer. Turning to face him she flashes him a sexy smile

Hi there, welcome to the whore house. What can I do for you?

Just here for a drink and to watch Ausus put through her paces.

I don't believe we have met. I am Dr. J. My little girl usually tends the bar.

 

[Leopald]

Tell me NO? I don't think you have ever told me NO. This will indeed be fun.

Give me your worst...

Those were the magic words. For all her teasing about Minx always pushing, she certainly did a lot of it herself. Never knowing anything else. And he would enjoy pushing her right back, down into her place. Oh, the fun they were going to have.

My worst?

Fingers grip her jaw, powerful grip pulling her face upwards just an inch from his own.

We'll see who wins this contest, though I already have my wagers placed. Never bet in the whore's corner, I always say...

He pushed her face away suddenly, then picked up the vibe and nipple clamps. The metal clamps were carefully placed on her nubs, after he took the time to tease them into a hardened state with his fingers, one at a time. The screws were probably a bit tighter than needed, but he didn't care at the moment. Instead, the vibe was shoved deep into her cunt, on a low setting, with a growl of warning from his lips to her ear.

Don't let this slip out, little slut. I know how wet you are, better grip it tight...

A sly smile, and a lighter held to the candle-wick, as he watched her face.

 

[princesssexci]

Just here for a drink and to watch Ausus put through her paces.

I don't believe we have met. I am Dr. J. My little girl usually tends the bar.

Hi there, I'm Princess Sexci. I love your avi. Since she's not here I can get you something, if you'd like. Although I warn you, I tend to add too much alcohol because I have noooo clue how to prepare drinks!

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Those were the magic words. For all her teasing about Minx always pushing, she certainly did a lot of it herself. Never knowing anything else. And he would enjoy pushing her right back, down into her place. Oh, the fun they were going to have.

My worst?

Fingers grip her jaw, powerful grip pulling her face upwards just an inch from his own.

We'll see who wins this contest, though I already have my wagers placed. Never bet in the whore's corner, I always say...

He pushed her face away suddenly, then picked up the vibe and nipple clamps. The metal clamps were carefully placed on her nubs, after he took the time to tease them into a hardened state with his fingers, one at a time. The screws were probably a bit tighter than needed, but he didn't care at the moment. Instead, the vibe was shoved deep into her cunt, on a low setting, with a growl of warning from his lips to her ear.

Don't let this slip out, little slut. I know how wet you are, better grip it tight...

A sly smile, and a lighter held to the candle-wick, as he watched her face.

Who wins?!?! My nails are digging into my palms as I try to resist all the bad words I can. I want to call him, bastard coated bastard.. because it fits.. holy high hell. HE KNOWS I CAN'T KEEP A VIBE IN ME! I always push it out.

I breathe through the pain that shoots up my chest and only let one little whimper loose. Only one. It doesn't count.

Other than this noise I keep my mouth shut in the hopes that it will keep the vibe from falling as if by magic the two holes are connected. Fuck, I am such a special girl sometimes. And the vibrations are teasing me and sending me right along the path he wants me to be on. "I want what he wants"??? what the fuck was I thinking?

Deep breath bebe. Deep breath.

And then the candle. Lit in front of me. The groan that emanates from my lips is low and loud.

Seriously?!

 

[Dr_James]

Hi there, I'm Princess Sexci. I love your avi. Since she's not here I can get you something, if you'd like. Although I warn you, I tend to add too much alcohol because I have noooo clue how to prepare drinks!

Pleased to meet you. A scotch, neat please.

 

[princesssexci]

Prepares a scotch neat and since there is no juice or soda added to it, she doesn't have to worry about adding too much alcohol

There ya go! It's nice to meet you too.

 

[Leopald]

Who wins?!?! My nails are digging into my palms as I try to resist all the bad words I can. I want to call him, bastard coated bastard.. because it fits.. holy high hell. HE KNOWS I CAN'T KEEP A VIBE IN ME! I always push it out.

I breathe through the pain that shoots up my chest and only let one little whimper loose. Only one. It doesn't count.

Other than this noise I keep my mouth shut in the hopes that it will keep the vibe from falling as if by magic the two holes are connected. Fuck, I am such a special girl sometimes. And the vibrations are teasing me and sending me right along the path he wants me to be on. "I want what he wants"??? what the fuck was I thinking?

Deep breath bebe. Deep breath.

And then the candle. Lit in front of me. The groan that emanates from my lips is low and loud.

Seriously?!

Of course, little one... And don't think I didn't hear that whimper.

Silence follows as the candle is held stock still in front of her face. The persistent flame melts the wax slowly, until it begins to pool in a threatening manner. But his eyes never stop boring into hers, searching every corner for the hints of what was going through her mind at that moment. He imagined fear mixed with excitement, as it was so rare for him to truly let loose on her. And he was fairly certain she was questioning just how far it would go, and whether or not he would truly deny her come the end, when she was at her weakest for him.

After what seemed like just shy of an eternity, the hand holding the candle jerked. Whether on purpose or accidental would never be shared, but the result was the same. A small line of wax hardened on the top of a quivering breast, but still his eyes remained locked on hers. A slower, much more deliberate tipping of the flame caused a much longer line of hot liquid to fall, and though he wasn't specifically looking, he could see that the beginning of it caught a clamped nipple and traveled to the side from there.

Another followed, expelling the last of the collected pool of wax across her tits, and he held it upright to allow more to melt and pool.

After a few moments to allow her flesh to settle under the hardened buildup, the flogger lashed out several times over the orbs, tearing the evidence of the wax away. A cold laugh, narrowed eyes boring into her face... He was in a mood.

Silence fell again.

 

[Dr_James]

Prepares a scotch neat and since there is no juice or soda added to it, she doesn't have to worry about adding too much alcohol

There ya go! It's nice to meet you too.

Takes the drink and smiles. Sips it slowly.


Congratulations on your promotion.

 

[princesssexci]

Takes the drink and smiles. Sips it slowly.


Congratulations on your promotion.

Why, thank you! I'm excited to get started

 

[Dr_James]

Why, thank you! I'm excited to get started

You will be great, I am sure of it.