Barbie's Bliss

John Irons

I looked at the madam as she carried on in an almost frantic way, my eyebrows almost crawling from my head, a look of disgust on my face. "Lady...and I use the term loosly," I said as my gun waivered from the figures by the couch to point back at her,"Get a grip on yourself. I'm not your type. Normal doesn't seem to suit you."

My face darkened and the disgust there twisted it almost into a grimace. "Jesus H. Christ!" I said as she spilt her tale,"You might be right about you being a worthless slut, woman, but this Kraigor isn't a genius, he's a psycho. Now tell me where I can find this 'master' of yours or he will be minus one cumslut and probably a lot better off. Not to mention you being put out of your misery. Good Lord! What kind of sick fuck wants to have to scrape a whore off of him every morning just to take a piss?"
 
Madam Juli

Juli pouted at the verbal abuse coming from the detective, but started talking quickly when he raised his hand threateningly towards her. "As far as I know, Kraigor lives on a big, really big ship anchored about a mile off shore. He brought me and some of the girls out there once for a party." She smiled at the memory, "I've never sucked so much cock in my life!" The whoremistress looked at Irons' crotch, and noticed a bit of a bulge forming. "Are you really, really sure you wouldn't like a little help with that, sir? I would love to show you a good time, however you want it." She smiled and licked her lips.
 
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John Irons

I felt disgust with myself that I was in any way aroused by this whole sordid thing and I took it out on the whore at my feet.

"Look, Bitch," I said in a cutting voice,"One more crack about doing me any kind of service and you will find yourself having trouble opening your mouth with the bloody lip you will be sporting. Just answer the damn questions. And write down specific instructions on how to get to Kraigor's ship with the name of the ship and everything. I want to be able to go to it with out any doubt I am there. And if the information is not correct I am going to be back and it's not going to be this sociable of a call. You won't get the chance to tell me anything much less make cracks about wanting to do anything. Got me?"
 
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