The Sinful Vixen Whorehouse

[Dr_James]

((OOC - The scene with zydrate has been put on hold for now...))

He steps into the bar with a large grin plastered on his face, waving casually at all the faces.

Ausus, Minx... And I don't believe we've met. I'm Leo.

He offers his hand with a soft smile to J and Sixxy. Then he turns to the bar to pour himself a straight whiskey. He sits and takes a sip casually.

Nice to meet you, Leo. I was about to fuck your new bartender.

 

[monique_minx]

why when I have an authentic Australian here.

I served in the Navy on a submarine. I know about those kind of jokes.

Giggles

You can always go to my 'Jump for a Joke' lounge thread and peruse my sick and twisted sense of humour. It's the sad thing about text, I write the same way I would speak except you can't hear the tone which is sooo important cause it lets you know I'm actually joking (I am 99.99% recurring of the time) instead of being a downright bitch which can be how it comes off.

Hell awhile back there was all kinds of fuss because another Aussie on here and I became good friends and I called him darl, babe, sweet, love and so forth and everyone got to thinking I was in love with him or something.

Shakes my head

It was a mess but terribly funny to me!

 

[monique_minx]

Nice to meet you, Leo. I was about to fuck your new bartender.

We'll never be able to top that if she makes her one year anniversary at the Whorehouse

 

[Leopald]

He frowns and gulps down the rest of his whiskey. His jacket was left in the other room, but his tie still hung loosely around his neck as he starts to roll up his sleeves. He moves quickly, closing the gap between himself and Minx, and grabbing a handful of her hair, forcing her head downwards, bending her over roughly and dragging her away from the bar. He is determined to hold that grip, no matter what she says or tries. Then he pauses and turns to wave again.

Excuse us, all. So sorry to drink and run, but I have something I need to take care of, with Minx here. I bid you all good night, should I not see you again.

With that, he turns on his heel and accepts nothing less than dragging Minx off with him by her hair. Their destination? Her bedroom.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Watches Leo drag off the minx and i giggle and shake my head. Nodding to my staff I order them to replace the ratty little blanket that Oreo is using and give her one of the silk blankets. I also make sure they prepare her a room upstairs.

I grab my bartender's head and kiss her deeply. And smile.

Clean up the bar after you cum. Dr. J. Have a good night. I have business. Perhaps, I will play with you both another time?

Smiles and saunters out.

 

[monique_minx]

He frowns and gulps down the rest of his whiskey. His jacket was left in the other room, but his tie still hung loosely around his neck as he starts to roll up his sleeves. He moves quickly, closing the gap between himself and Minx, and grabbing a handful of her hair, forcing her head downwards, bending her over roughly and dragging her away from the bar. He is determined to hold that grip, no matter what she says or tries. Then he pauses and turns to wave again.

Excuse us, all. So sorry to drink and run, but I have something I need to take care of, with Minx here. I bid you all good night, should I not see you again.

With that, he turns on his heel and accepts nothing less than dragging Minx off with him by her hair. Their destination? Her bedroom.

The first thing I feel is my spine bending, my eyes now wide and alert as I feel his hand wrapped in my hair. My own hands move to cover his as he drags me from the bar, my nails digging hard into his skin.

Son of a bitch!

I blurt out as he pauses and waves them goodnight, my heel lashes out to kick at him while he moves off, I stumble and try to stay on my feet. My hair is a fucking curse sometimes!

You couldn't have - ow!- said something?!

 

[Leopald]

The first thing I feel is my spine bending, my eyes now wide and alert as I feel his hand wrapped in my hair. My own hands move to cover his as he drags me from the bar, my nails digging hard into his skin.

Son of a bitch!

I blurt out as he pauses and waves them goodnight, my heel lashes out to kick at him while he moves off, I stumble and try to stay on my feet. My hair is a fucking curse sometimes!

You couldn't have - ow!- said something?!

The nails hurt, sure. But his brain was processing the sensation as a minor inconvenience, rather than something to pull away from, so his grip simply tightened in her hair, and he pushed further down. The heel lashed out missed him, but just barely, as she stumbled.

Where's the fun in warning you, fucktoy? I think you've had plenty of liberties tonight, as is. Its time to reel you in, I think...

He wasn't taking any chances tonight. As they entered her room, he grabbed a wrist and yanked it behind her back, his other hand still in her hair. Confident that she wasn't moving without breaking her arm, he released her hair to snag the other wrist.

 

[monique_minx]

The nails hurt, sure. But his brain was processing the sensation as a minor inconvenience, rather than something to pull away from, so his grip simply tightened in her hair, and he pushed further down. The heel lashed out missed him, but just barely, as she stumbled.

Where's the fun in warning you, fucktoy? I think you've had plenty of liberties tonight, as is. Its time to reel you in, I think...

He wasn't taking any chances tonight. As they entered her room, he grabbed a wrist and yanked it behind her back, his other hand still in her hair. Confident that she wasn't moving without breaking her arm, he released her hair to snag the other wrist.

Hey! I am not a fish! OW!

I screech as he grabs my arm and pulls it behind my back, instead of whimper as I usually would; I growl. He knows I'm not in a mood to easily submit and less so than merely bratty. I aim a heel at his foot but miss by a mile, I struggle a little but my arm hurts like a mother fucker!

Let go!

 

[Leopald]

Hey! I am not a fish! OW!

I screech as he grabs my arm and pulls it behind my back, instead of whimper as I usually would; I growl. He knows I'm not in a mood to easily submit and less so than merely bratty. I aim a heel at his foot but miss by a mile, I struggle a little but my arm hurts like a mother fucker!

Let go!

Shut the fuck up, bitch.

He abandons his quest for the other arm for a moment to land a powerful blow on her lace-covered ass. He knows it probably won't do much to phase her, but he still has to offer some kind of warning before he escalates. Fishing into his pocket was difficult while holding a squirming slut by her bent arm, but finally he managed to pull out a set of wicked cuffs.

Magic pockets...

He grins as he snaps the thick steal shut around the already captured wrist, then resumes his fight for the other. Soon it was caught as well, and brought back the meet its twin, and the cold metal snapped shut anew.

He tightens the cuffs as much as possible, then picks up the squirming, kicking form, and throws her headlong onto the bed. He's on top of her in a flash, rolling her onto her back, arms locked underneath, and straddles his legs over her chest.

As he sits there calmly, his eyes study her face. It would be a fight, sure, but he wasn't known for playing fair.

You got some attitude now, don't you? I may be forced to gag you, but then you won't be able to do anything but accept what I do. No pleading, no safeword, just taking it. Is that what you want, or you gonna keep that trap in check from now on?

 

[monique_minx]

I fight him for the other arm, I twist and squirm away like a worm on a hook. His blow lands and leaves me a little stunned, I gasp and work my jaw, my eyes closing. I can't believe he fucking did that! I feel the metal and renew my struggles over my free arm but when he snags it; I almost want to scream my fucking head off!

He picks me up and I kick like a horse as he throws me onto the bed, I gasp as I land with an inability to protect my body in any capacity. He rolls me over and straddles me, my hips still bucking like crazy though his legs over my chest prevent my shoulders from rolling him.

You got some attitude now, don't you? I may be forced to gag you, but then you won't be able to do anything but accept what I do. No pleading, no safeword, just taking it. Is that what you want, or you gonna keep that trap in check from now on?

I scowl, he knows I hate being gagged (mostly) but right now I loathe the idea but refuse to give him what he wants. I shake my head vigorously.

No and no!

I told him he wouldn't be able to break me from this, I intend to prove it and not go easy, I have maintained my high all day and I'm determined not to lose it so easily....or at all - that would be the win. The pain is easily ignored, my adrenaline rush has kicked in and the burning fire inside won't allow me to feel it as much.

 

[Leopald]

No and no!

A hand snakes down, reaching behind him, and grabs at the material serving as the girl's panties, and he rips away. He places a thumb and forefinger where her ears and jaw meet, and presses on the soft flesh unprotected by bone. The pressure point is often used to elicit severe pain and force the jaw open, regardless of the victim's choice or desire. As soon as the desired results are achieved, he shoves the shredded lace into the back of her throat.

His tone is cold and calculated as he speaks very slowly, and his fingers still press into the soft jaw joint, but not as hard now.

You belong to me, fucktoy. I don't give a shit what 'mood' you're in, or what you think you can get away with. You should know by now just how this relationship works. I shouldn't have to be reminding you, should I?

He reached back once more and landed a trio of hard slaps on the cunt between the squirming legs, done very rapidly, in case she tried to close them off before he could finish.

 

[monique_minx]

I growl as he tears my underwear away, writhing beneath him; it doesn't bother me but it is a little annoying and presumptious in my state. His thumb and forefinger get my attention though, I gasp sharply as my jaw falls open and my nerve endings scream at me in pain. I fucking hate it when people grip my jaw liked that!

He shoves my panties into my mouth and I cry out in protest; he knows how I hate that! Not just gags but fabric to dry my mouth out. He lets up a little but doesn't release my jaw.

You belong to me, fucktoy. I don't give a shit what 'mood' you're in, or what you think you can get away with. You should know by now just how this relationship works. I shouldn't have to be reminding you, should I?

I call out around the gag, my tone is angry and protesting. He starts to smack my exposed cunt hard and fast, I gasp and shut my legs as fast as I can. But he still manages to land a few, it's not really as painful as normal but I don't want him to get away with it either, I hold my thighs shut tightly, my muscles flexed obviously.

 

[Leopald]

All this work, this wasted effort, just to get a bitch to behave. It was such a shame. His eyes glowed cold as his face became set and devoid of emotion entirely. He didn't speak a word, just stared blankly down at her as her stifled protests fell on deaf ears.

Suddenly, he ripped down the cups covering her breasts, and he grabbed both nipples, pulling them up and away from her body harder than he normally would have deemed safe. But that was the one drawback to not giving a fuck. The only thing that could stop him now was a safeword, and he certainly wasn't getting one from Minx tonight.

Such a shame...

The nipples continued to stretch and deform her breasts as they were slowly drawn away from her pinned body.

 

[monique_minx]

I inhale sharply as he drags the cups from my breasts, my eyes narrow as his hands reach down and I watch them close around the small, senstive little nubs of flesh. I shake my head as he starts to pull, silently telling him not to.

His face, his expression...looks so different. I don't have much time to study it, my cheeks start to go red the further he tugs, my breathing comes faster now. My eyes widen when he doesn't stop, I yell around the gag; an inaudible jumble of nothing to fall on his seemingly deaf ears.

I go even redder still trying to stifle my pained cries but finally a long loud one escapes and my shoulders are desperately trying to lift off the bed.

 

[Leopald]

The long cry finally reached more than just his ears, but only enough for him to suddenly release the tortured nubs. The calculating center that had taken over knew that blood would now be flooding the abused flesh, adding even more sensitivity to the already-stimulated areas. It was this part of him that realized that sometimes the simplest of gestures, when done at the right moment and the correct location, could elicit the best possible results.

So he poised his fingers below the protruding swollen nipples and flicked each one hard. A paused beat, then another firm flick, the fingernails scraping to add to the force of the impact. Then he slapped once, twice, and three times on one breast, before moving to the other. After its twin shared the trio of vicious slaps, he studied carefully.

The end result was satisfactory, and he would have smiled, except he really just felt nothing at all. For a fleeting moment, he considered carefully his next steps, and then decided.

This was going to be the part she didn't like...

 

[monique_minx]

He lets go suddenly and my cry cuts off although my nipples are throbbing with a superb ache as the blood rushes back into them. He starts to flick my nipples and I writhe beneath him.

Mmmm!!

I groan through the gag as he continues, I emit higher tone when he uses his fingernails. The slaps make me gasp but not much more, my tortured nipples are grateful for break. As fierce as he hits my breasts, it just can't compare. By the end I am panting heavily and looking up at him, I can't safe word and I know it but then just thinking of my safe word always makes me want to go another round.

I still have that stubborn determination inside me not to give in but I felt the first little sliver of submissiveness return to me once he'd finished with my nipples. The desire to beg came on strong for a moment there. But no, I would never break so easily or so early, not from the sadist high I'd been on. I knew it was long past time to come down; funny thing is...it's generally not as easy as you'd think once you really get it going. Particularly for someone like me who doesn't experience this kind of thing everyday, month or even year in my case.

 

[Leopald]

His finger and thumb latched into the same soft flesh as before, and forced her jaw open again, while he reached in and plucked out the soggy material that had served as a gag. This next part was going to be rough, and even at his coldest, he was unwilling to attempt it on a gagged victim.

He spun around on her chest, then forced hands between her thighs. Powerful arms pried open her clamped legs slowly, and once done, he shifted to place his knees directly on her thighs, pinning her legs open and exposing the cunt to him completely. It was this vulnerable state that he needed, and he stared openly at his target as he slowly removed his belt, loop by loop, and folded the leather in his hand.

The thick belt rocketed downwards, connecting with her delicate mound over and over while he ignored whatever cries and screams she may have offered. His plan was ten strikes, and he was just getting started with the first three.

 

[monique_minx]

My jaws pops open with his fingers again, a soft anguished cry of pain over the nerves escapes my mouth in a muffled tone around his fingers as he fishes the gag out. I cough and screw up my face, my tongue always hates those gags afterwards.

I groan as he spins and starts to pry my clamped legs apart, every inch of muscle screaming as it tries to hold up against the intruder to no avail. They surrendered at last, it was useless anyway and I let my muscles relax; feeling just how sore they are. His knees pin my thighs then and I look at him curiously, what the hell is he up to?

My eyes bulge as his belt moves like a slow snake, disappearing from its loops one by one. I hold my breath and feel the first little speckle of fear enter me....ok so a really big speck! I watch his elbows move as he folds it over and I stifle a squeak, stifle a plea as his arm tenses. My entire lower body goes rigid in an attempt to prepare.

My whole body jolts and I cry out softly as the belt lands on my cunt. He's not done yet, the second comes down and my cry is louder as the harsh sting of the leather on my most sensitive and vulnerable place. The third comes down and I scream; not as loudly as I can but he knows how much I long to close my legs, they quiver beneath him. I don't beg, I won't!

 

[Leopald]

The next strikes were methodical, each one landing, then a pause, then the next. He ignored cries, and curses, and whatever else spewed from her mouth, only listening for the safeword if all went wrong. But he was fairly certain he wouldn't hear it, as the strikes continued to fall on the reddening cunt.

Seven... Eight... Nine... Ten.

He stood quickly and grabbed a fresh handful of her hair, using it to drag her off the bed and out of the room entirely. He led her back down the hall and towards the bar, which seemed to be empty at the moment. He flung her around and bent her over the bar-top.

His first task was to tied down her collar to one of the taps behind the bar. A small length of rope did the trick, and once he was satisfied, he released her hair. She wasn't going anywhere, anytime soon. Then he fished around behind the bar for something else entirely, and it took him a lot longer to find it.

Finally, he held a black marker in his hand, and after coming around behind his captive again, he wrote in big block letters right above her naked ass, "WHORE".

Then he closed the cap of the marker and tossed it back in the bar, before smacking her firmly on the ass just below the fresh letters.

There we go. Have a good night, fucktoy.

With that, he turned on his heel, and left the room.

 

[monique_minx]

He continues to land the blows with his belt, fuck one of these days I swear I'll find all his belts and chuck them in a cement box...and then in a river! The 6th lands fine and I only scream but the 7th makes me spill tears, I'm shocked, it's agonizing. The 8th lands...

Stop!! Please!

A loud piercing scream comes with the 9th lash.

Ahhh! God, stop! Please!

I don't know how many it has been but with the last one I cave to his title and his relationship with me.

Master please!!

I was proud not to have given my safeword but he knows how stubborn I can be as well. I don't even care when he grabs my hair and pulls me up again. Walking is even more difficult with my hands bound behind me but I've lost my heels somewhere along the way...that kinda helps.

My cunt is on fire! Screaming at me for moving, my legs ache and my arms have pins and needles in them, my hair is just being ripped from my skull at this moment. He drags me back to the bar and flings me over it, I gasp and spread my legs apart, trying not to increase the burn in my pussy.

He loops some rope through my collar and forces my torso back down onto the surface of the bar. I shuffle forward, soft sobs escaping over the pain of movement. He ties the rope off, I'm stuck now. My hands unable to free my collar or the cuffs from my wrists.

I feel him move around behind me and the soft feeling runs over my ass, it feels like a felt pen or something but I don't know what he's written. He tosses the pen over my head and onto the bar surface. He smacks my ass and makes me flinch a little, the burn in my cunt sparking up.

There we go. Have a good night, fucktoy.

I watch him from where my cheek is pressed to the bar and I fight the urge to call out, struggling in my bent over position and while I pray he won't seriously leave me here for the night...somehow I know he's sure as hell not coming back til morning. I close my eyes with a groan, struggling in my position and trying to get up onto a bar stool without success...and a whole lot of pain.

 

[yeishia]

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After my interview with Ausus I had wandered throughout the place looking for a suitable room, the fantasy suite was beautiful and I was sure I would be using it often, but for my own private space in which I also would entertain clients I had another idea in mind.

Finally close to the fantasy suite, I found the perfect room, not overly large but it had two things I adored a huge ornate fire place at one end and it's own private bathroom containing an old fashioned claw bathtub big enough for two, perfect! I had gone back downstairs and staked my claim, submitting my design and ordering the colors I would like it painted in.

Now I was back early enough that most self respecting whores would be still be abed. I had my men lug some furniture from my own club and my huge trunks up to my bedroom, and as I stepped inside I stopped and smiled, they had gotten the color just right. I leaned against the wall lost in thought as they assembled the double bed, declining their half joking offer to test it out with me; I would be working here they could help me test it as paying clients!

The bed I had placed at the opposite end to the fire place under the tinted ceiling mirrors that I had requested. My Victorian vanity I pushed along another wall by its side, it was all guilt and polished wood but the huge ornate mirror which claimed most of its surface offered and excellent view of my bed and whomever resided within its decedent satins,

A huge fluffy faux fur rug I threw in front of the fireplace on top of which I scattered some huge floor pillows covered in scarlet and dusky pink silks. In another corner I placed a Japanese screen behind which I could change should I desire, a well place lamp ensured that any guest would enjoy my silhouette clearly revealed as I did do.

It need some artwork and small touches but for now my room would suffice!

Was this the room of a courtesan?

I hoped so, I had no knowledge of the world I was about to enter, but I fervently hoped that both Ausus and Minx would approve.

Smiling happily as I left I placed the name plate I had been given on my closed door before exiting the club once more, as I descended the stairs I remembered Ausus’s last words to me, But I mean it Yeishia, I would like to see you with some clients, how I was to procure said clients was beyond me, but I would do my best, maybe I could street walk before each shift and gather them up; giggling at the ludicrous thought I left the club, I had a long day exhausting day of shopping ahead of me before I would return.



(Approved by Madam Ausus)

 

[Ausus_girl13]

I come in from the front, and smile at the room, it beautiful in here, I just love it. Yawning softly, I head for the back, till something catches the corner of my eye. I head to the bar. And then I laugh.

Walking behind the bar, I see that she's asleep and tied to the bar. I make myself a drink, and then take the water sprayer and douse her. She sputters awake slowly.

"Why do you always push? You are the very definition of brat. No. I can't untie you."

I head for my room giggling softly, as I pass Yeishia's room, I nod in approval. The first one, definitely the first one. It's perfect. When I get to my room, I crawl under the sheets and collapse.

 

[yeishia]

What Yeishia is wearing now.

Returning from my errands I return to the club excited with all my finds,avoiding the sleeping Minx, as she seems a bit tied up at the moment.

I am exhausted, throwing my packages into one corner I take a quick shower and sit at my vanity wearing nothing but a fluffy white bathrobe as I comb out my long tawny hair. An exquisite pink rose is in my other hand, I hold it to my nose it smells divine , laying it down my next chore will be to find the vase I bought to display it in.

Through my open doorway I can hear the cleaning staff as one woman hums a soft tune as she works.

“I do hope I am going to like it here," I tell my reflexion in the mirror, I am soon lost in my thoughts as the rhythmic motion of my the brush in my slender hand charms my errant nerves….

 

[Nessitude]

I walk up to the club, a little nervously. I was told my by friends that this was the place to go if you wanted to get laid by a beautiful woman, but I've never done anything quite like this before!

I opened the door, peeking in. "Hello?" Hmm, no answer. Maybe they usually don't get customers during the day? I check the front desk, and see it's unattended. I hear a noise from up the stairs, so I figure, what the hell, might as well check it out.

I get to the top of the stairs, and walk by an open door. I look in, stopping immediately as I see a beautiful woman brushing her hair. They weren't kidding about the ladies being hot here! Wait a minute…

"Yeishia is that you? What are you doing in here!?"

 

[yeishia]

Hearing a familiar voice I drop my brush and turn towards the doorway clutching my gaping robe together as I do so.

"Ness! what are you doing here?"

My face flushed with embarrassment I am unable to answer his question immediately all I can do is stare at him.

Er... come in sit down, I'll....well I shall try to explain!"