The Sinful Vixen Whorehouse

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"Oh no...they didn't..."

Apparently they have, some naughty little moderator unlocked all my old haunts. I'll need to send them a gift basket or something.

Oh, if these walls could talk...which they absolutely can ;)

Of course, these days, I rock more expensive upgrades.

And I have a ridiculous amount of 'new' experiences under my belt - quite literally in some cases actually.

Of course, we'd need to hire an entire cleaning crew to fix up the place and then I have to see if my
partner in crime is keen to self incriminate all over again with me but damn if we didn't have the wildest of times here. As always, I am willing to wait...though I am always accused of being the one to lack patience. Perhaps I'll need all that patience I've had to learn though cause even if we move slower, I am undeniably excited.

I flick off a few messages and invitations. Let's see what the amateur fisherwoman can catch, shall we?
 
"Oh no...they didn't..."

Apparently they have, some naughty little moderator unlocked all my old haunts. I'll need to send them a gift basket or something.

Oh, if these walls could talk...which they absolutely can ;)

Of course, these days, I rock more expensive upgrades.

And I have a ridiculous amount of 'new' experiences under my belt - quite literally in some cases actually.

Of course, we'd need to hire an entire cleaning crew to fix up the place and then I have to see if my
partner in crime is keen to self incriminate all over again with me but damn if we didn't have the wildest of times here. As always, I am willing to wait...though I am always accused of being the one to lack patience. Perhaps I'll need all that patience I've had to learn though cause even if we move slower, I am undeniably excited.

I flick off a few messages and invitations. Let's see what the amateur fisherwoman can catch, shall we?
Did you wiggle the bait a little bit, first? *grins*
 
Is this a message from that place I had heard about? It wasn’t even sent to me - someone else forwarded it to me. I’d that allowed? It looks like they are recruiting again? I stare at the message intrigued and my senses heightened. Should I audition to fill out their hedonistic harem?

My tightly gloved fingers send a simple reply to the fisher.


Interested
 
Is this a message from that place I had heard about? It wasn’t even sent to me - someone else forwarded it to me. I’d that allowed? It looks like they are recruiting again? I stare at the message intrigued and my senses heightened. Should I audition to fill out their hedonistic harem?

My tightly gloved fingers send a simple reply to the fisher.


Interested
Looky, looky, I caught something on a hooky and I wasn't even trying! I flick the little fish a message in return...

Assuming I can drum up a few customers first and get my wifey on board, we may be recruiting yet 😉 have patience with me, this was an unexpected bonus.
 
Walks up to the place a flyer in his hand. Looks up at the place kind of amazed at the size.

"Well maybe i should walk in and just hope for the best"

Slowly walks to the door pushing it open. He had been unemployed for awhile but one day this flyer ended up on his car window. He hoped they were still looking for new hires.
 
A slight smile, feeling their eyes follow me as I move around the room. Enjoying it, encouraging it with a swish of hips
The slight smile is captivating…entrancing even. The movement is flush and refined. The hips move ever so nicely…the eyes cannot not be draw to them. She moved and I follow…my long legs one in front of the other…hips moving in response. A reaction to a reaction…
 
The slight smile is captivating…entrancing even. The movement is flush and refined. The hips move ever so nicely…the eyes cannot not be draw to them. She moved and I follow…my long legs one in front of the other…hips moving in response. A reaction to a reaction…
Hello mouse, following me, bold and I wonder how bold.
Guiding her, the metronome of heels clicking on the floor, the swaying of hips and skirt, back and forth.
How close will she get?
Will she be bolder still, or will she weaken under the spell?
 
Hello mouse, following me, bold and I wonder how bold.
Guiding her, the metronome of heels clicking on the floor, the swaying of hips and skirt, back and forth.
How close will she get?
Will she be bolder still, or will she weaken under the spell?
The mouse keeps following…too inquisitive not to carry the chase. I adjust my skirt slightly as I walk. My feet are not always the steadiest in heels, but I enjoy the elevated sexy feeling, those thin spires of hedonistic pleasure elevating the heel. I can feel the tug of my suspenders as I move and imagine what her secrets will yield. Now so close…maybe within arms reach.
 
The mouse keeps following…too inquisitive not to carry the chase. I adjust my skirt slightly as I walk. My feet are not always the steadiest in heels, but I enjoy the elevated sexy feeling, those thin spires of hedonistic pleasure elevating the heel. I can feel the tug of my suspenders as I move and imagine what her secrets will yield. Now so close…maybe within arms reach.
It is hard not to giggle, feeling my little mouse close in, as if I'm not summoning them.
As if their squirming isn't because I want them like that.
A slow spin, turning me to lean back against the wall.
My eyes are not subtle, wandering over the pretty little prey that has come to me


Hello, mouse.
 
It is hard not to giggle, feeling my little mouse close in, as if I'm not summoning them.
As if their squirming isn't because I want them like that.
A slow spin, turning me to lean back against the wall.
My eyes are not subtle, wandering over the pretty little prey that has come to me


Hello, mouse.
My eyes gaze with a wondering thought suspecting a trap…but I can’t refuse such an invitation. The fire burns too hot within. The leaning is attractive and so is the body. An interesting choice of words.

A mouse caught in your trap clearly…do you always orchestrate such a lovely dance to any wandering eyes or am I…special? I asked playfully.

I stand legs crossed at the ankles feeling playful and also giggly. The temptation is there.
 
Head tilts slightly to one side

Do you need to be special?
Some nights a girl just has...undefined desires. An itch that needs scratching.
Other nights, she needs to be hunted, specifically.

Unable to resist biting my lower lip

Do you need to be special, or do you just need to be needed?
 
Head tilts slightly to one side

Do you need to be special?
Some nights a girl just has...undefined desires. An itch that needs scratching.
Other nights, she needs to be hunted, specifically.

Unable to resist biting my lower lip

Do you need to be special, or do you just need to be needed?
A nicely crafted eye brow raises back in response to her head tilt and the comment back. A smile lights up on my face as this was just the kind of conversation I was on the hunt for

Well I’m the huntress you seek…

I move another slight shuffle closer to her so the side of my thigh is touching her leg and I move her hand to the top of my soft smooth black stocking. It has a silky nylon texture and I ooze some vulnerability.

…and Im sure I could make you feel a special way. Why don’t you give it to me? I say playfully as I pout slightly at the lip.
 
A nicely crafted eye brow raises back in response to her head tilt and the comment back. A smile lights up on my face as this was just the kind of conversation I was on the hunt for

Well I’m the huntress you seek…

I move another slight shuffle closer to her so the side of my thigh is touching her leg and I move her hand to the top of my soft smooth black stocking. It has a silky nylon texture and I ooze some vulnerability.

…and Im sure I could make you feel a special way. Why don’t you give it to me? I say playfully as I pout slightly at the lip.

Oh, is that what you are, little mouse?
A huntress?

My other hand on the side of your neck, a finger twirling a lock of your hair, tighter and tighter as my fingernails dig into your thigh

I’m not so sure.
 
Oh, is that what you are, little mouse?
A huntress?

My other hand on the side of your neck, a finger twirling a lock of your hair, tighter and tighter as my fingernails dig into your thigh

I’m not so sure.
I breathe deeply as I feel the other hand moving and the finger twirling my long black hair. I love the finger nails in my thigh. I let out a very quiet moan.

I’m sure those lovely dainty fingers could do many things…

I put a hand on her shoulder as I smoothly caress it.

…but maybe I’m luring your into my hunters snare.
 
I breathe deeply as I feel the other hand moving and the finger twirling my long black hair. I love the finger nails in my thigh. I let out a very quiet moan.

I’m sure those lovely dainty fingers could do many things…

I put a hand on her shoulder as I smoothly caress it.

…but maybe I’m luring your into my hunters snare.
Shivers
Prey
Maybe that's what I am
What I need to be


Then are you toying with me?
Have you already captured me?
 
Not yet…you are much too clever to be captured so easily.

My mouth gently breaths on your ear before leaning into you a bit more.
 
Not yet…you are much too clever to be captured so easily.

My mouth gently breaths on your ear before leaning into you a bit more.
Or maybe you simply prefer the struggle

Lips brushing along your ear, the hint of teeth, fingers in your hair yank as nails dig deeper into your thigh
 
Or maybe you simply prefer the struggle

Lips brushing along your ear, the hint of teeth, fingers in your hair yank as nails dig deeper into your thigh
I love a good…deep…struggle….especially where others can’t see…

The lips were soothing and the teeth just ever so slightly felt. My ears pricked up as eyes widened. That yank was delightful. The nails moved on the my thighs so nicely and it felt good. I wanted more. My nylon gloved hand goes down to yours on my thigh to move your hand lower to my inner thigh over the straps and then under my skirt now. Tight luxury lace panties awaited if she was willing.

Do you like it down there? I asked playfully.
 
I love a good…deep…struggle….especially where others can’t see…

The lips were soothing and the teeth just ever so slightly felt. My ears pricked up as eyes widened. That yank was delightful. The nails moved on the my thighs so nicely and it felt good. I wanted more. My nylon gloved hand goes down to yours on my thigh to move your hand lower to my inner thigh over the straps and then under my skirt now. Tight luxury lace panties awaited if she was willing.

Do you like it down there? I asked playfully.
Fingertips wandering the expensive fabric, feeling your hunger, pressing to encourage it, wandering the line of wetness

I like it very much.
I like what it tells me, that you need this.
Need me.
 
Fingertips wandering the expensive fabric, feeling your hunger, pressing to encourage it, wandering the line of wetness

I like it very much.
I like what it tells me, that you need this.
Need me.
She wouldn’t be wrong of course. The sleek fingers moving there was so erotic and engaging. This made me feel completely in the moment and I jolted as those finger tips made contact.

Tell me what else it tells you? What does it tell you about me?

As I ask this I can’t help put shuffle my rear end into her and start another motion.
 
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