The Sinful Vixen Whorehouse

[Crystal_Dust]

Smiles oh so sweetly

In fairness, sometimes it’s a little bit about humiliating you, too.

 

[LuxIgnis]

I shrug. "Just trying to be a gentleman. Can't exactly change who I am on the fly like that. But I promise no more bowing."

I finish the last of my flask, then tuck it away.

 

[monique_minx]

Grins at her

"Never ever, ever, fucking change."

Licks my lips and I turn my attention back to Lux

"You pay for the privilege of not having to be one here. But I suppose I could pretend to be a Lady if that's your pleasure this evening?"

 

[LuxIgnis]

I can't help but let out a soft chuckle. "No no, nothing like that. I prefer naughty sinful greedy sluts who are all too eager to seduce a married man like me to prim and proper ladies, for sure. I just don't have a disrespectful bone in my body."

I glance around. "I would love a tour of one of the private rooms though. I could use the distraction and the fun." I glance back at her, and, feeling much looser and less tense, I intentionally give her another up and down stare, smirking with clear interest. "Would you like to personally show me the kind of hospitality your establishment offers, Minx?"

 

[monique_minx]

His attentions do not go amiss but I perk a finger and crook it repeatedly towards myself.

"Oh happily, do follow me then."

I twist and sashay my way out and up the stairs, light blue stockings meet pale blue pumps on my feet and the bodysuit gives him a 'well rounded' view of my ass. I lead him to the Fantasy room and open the door, I stand just inside of it and place one leg up behind me on the door to allow him to view the room.

"You can find anything you desire here."

 

[LuxIgnis]

I disappear up the stairs with her, both eager and nervous, out of sight of the other patrons...

 

[Crystal_Dust]

The clicking of heels, leg revealed with each long step from the cover of a pencil skirt
Worn for her, of course

And easing into my favorite perch at the bar

 

[Baddie4Life]

“That’s a lovely skirt…you do have quite a way with words” say to Crystal admiring it.

“It looks like minx has very greedily taken him away,” I said thinking about who else has now entered.

 

[monique_minx]

The clicking of heels, leg revealed with each long step from the cover of a pencil skirt
Worn for her, of course

And easing into my favorite perch at the bar

I spy that leg, I would know it anywhere and my eyes travel up slowly...just fucking drinking her in...until I see the skirt and my open mouth splits into a righteous cackle.

"Oh you fucking tease. That skirt is very deliberate and I love it."

My tongue darts out of my mouth ever so slowly to caress my top lip, maybe what I wear is deliberate too...though far more end game than her tease.

 

[monique_minx]

“That’s a lovely skirt…you do have quite a way with words” say to Crystal admiring it.

“It looks like minx has very greedily taken him away,” I said thinking about who else has now entered.

"Oh my sweet, there is always fun to be had here and I'm sure Lux would welcome another anytime..."

 

[Crystal_Dust]

I spy that leg, I would know it anywhere and my eyes travel up slowly...just fucking drinking her in...until I see the skirt and my open mouth splits into a righteous cackle.

"Oh you fucking tease. That skirt is very deliberate and I love it."

My tongue darts out of my mouth ever so slowly to caress my top lip, maybe what I wear is deliberate too...though far more end game than her tease.

“I’d stop teasing if you stopped loving it.”
My eyes roaming, like fingers all over her gorgeous body, wondering what it would be like to pull on that complicated web, or to cut a strap here and there.
Or to have her crawl to me, to beg to go under my skirt.

 

[monique_minx]

"Mmmm...pass."

I grin and watch her roving eyes match mine, wondering when the cat will finally catch her prey...and I love being her prey.

"I think I'll continue loving it if you don't mind!"

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Tilting my head to one side, still enjoying the view, mind running wild

“I very much want to take you out to dinner, dressed like that.”

 

[monique_minx]

I feign a gasp of shock and horror, clutching my chest

"Oh the scandal! The horror! Whatever will people think!"

I consider feinting a faint but that might be taking the drama too far...besides, I'd probably muck it up and hurt myself...and that's her job

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Rolling my eyes so loudly right now
But then more thoughts, of the kind that evoke a blush

I could carve words into your flesh, amidst the straps, a story, a poem, my name. You could be a journal for others to read.

Slow, slow exhale

That would be a treat to show off.

 

[monique_minx]

It'd be some kind of fucking treat for sure

Now she got me starry eyed and glazed over, practically drooling thinking about her dragging me around all cut up, dolled up, all pretty and a mess...

if i pass out from blood loss, just slap me and throw a bucket of water on, I'll be fine!

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Don’t drool don’t drool

Babygirl, if you wanted to do an interrogation scene, you could have just said si

Uncrossing legs, but keeping my thighs parted

 

[monique_minx]

Don't look, don’t look! But i do cause i'm so weak and she's absolutely Sharon-fucking-•Stoneing me right now...

Mmm...fuck...shit...I looked. I feel like a tiny fly caught all up in her spider web. I gotta swallow this imaginary lump in my throat...cept it's imaginary and it just stays there.

I want all of it with you...

i force my eyes up, god it's hard...they just wanna stay down, like little lead balloons in eye sockets.

...and if you were my interrogator...would you promise not to go easy once I crack for you?

Cause i will...cause i'm weak for her...

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Your throat fits my hand
Crossing my legs but just to let a pump dangle for her
My name fits your lips and tongue
A flutter of my tongue along my lips
I’ll break you, find your secrets, and then beat you into depraved loyalty.

 

[monique_minx]

I will offer my very best 'oh no, pretend to put up a fight like I don't want everything that's about to happen'...

Clears my throat cause she's doing that thing...that fucking thing that I can't describe with every part of her body in sync with the words coming out of her mouth that makes my brain fucking disconnect.

...just for you. Just to give you an excuse to hurt me all the more....and I'll be so depraved for you

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Eyes closing...fingers doing the grabby thing because this little fucking...minx...knows all the right words to say. And she means them. I'm not starting to sweat. I am not.

Yes, you will. Covered in bruises, sweat, the sweet drippings from my cunt after I use you.

Hips shift...the pump drops from my toes

I fucking love it when you fight back.

 

[monique_minx]

I fucking love that you give me every reason, it's...rewarding...

My eyes follow her shoe as it drops to the floor and then back up to her pretty toes which I want her to press into every part of me.

 

[Crystal_Dust]

“Where’s the fun without the fight? I want to claim you as my prize.”

My fingers along my knee, nails leaving runs in my stockings

“You do things to me, my delicious fucktoy. You really do.”

 

[monique_minx]

Oh but she uses my nickname like her tongue was born to it and I feel weak at the knees. My eyes rove her leg, watching her fingers, jealous of them. I'm breathless.

"You make the fight a fucking worthy one..."

 

[Crystal_Dust]

Loving her eyes on me, feeling her need burning, knowing she’d crawl if I told her to.

“What’s the fun otherwise? You’d grow so bored of me if I didn’t.”