From Dusk Till Dawn

Lana

I smiled and ran my fingertip along his cheek, "No payment is needed dear Manuel, not for now. Perhaps later we'll settle debts?"
I smiled once more, ran my fingertip down his chest and cupped my hand over his throbbing cock. "That is a very nice compliment." I winked and released him. I moved towards a couch and pulled off one of my black satin robes. Pulling it on, I left the bra off and took his hand.
"Come, I shall take you back to the bar." I pulled his hand, tugging him with me.
Walking back out to the main noisey room, I watched all the 'twisters' giving the men here the best treatment from one end to the other. Lap dances, drinks, groping, all of it. The strippers on stage baring it all. I loved this den of sin in the desert.
My heels clicked as I walked along the stone floors to the hallway. This lead to more private, smaller rooms. Inside there was a divider screen that would lift and show another couple fucking. Manuel would love this, I was sure of it.
Smiling, I turned back and caught his eyes on my ass.
"Here is another treat for you." I pulled aside the black heavy curtain and ushered him inside.
Turning towards a hidden compartment, I pushed the button and the screen rose up. Closing the door, I decided to allow him a free preview, see what he liked.
Turning towards the open window, I smiled as I watched one girl Claudia, riding this customer. Her little crop striking this man's thighs as she demanded more from him.
"Sit, watch.. Enjoy." I stood back in the dark corner, waiting to see if he wanted to watch this and relieve himself or move to another room.
Claudia bent forward and ran her long ass tongue along this man's chest, over his nipple before lightly biting it. She best not draw blood, not yet anyways. She knew better..
She turned more towards the glass, I knew she knew we were there, all vampires can sense when they are being watched. She smiled brightly, her red hair shining in the light as she gave her head a sassy little flip and changed positions. This time she kneels on the bed, her head turned towards the glass, eyes fixated on Manuel as the man moves up behind her to fuck her.
 
Manuel/Forte

Manuel

I liked what I was seeing. Turning around, I looked at Lana and said, "is this always how you treat your customers?", I asked. I was throbbing from below, my excitement was almost unbearable. I watched the couple as they spent their time with glee. I simply smiled.

Forte

My king of hearts won this round. I considered stopping, but decided... nahh. I recieved a new hand.
 
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Another innocent...

OOC: Hope no one minds if I join in. ~s~
Lucy, 22, 5'2", 120, 34C, short brown curly pixie cut hair, green eyes.


IC: I cursed under my breath as I stubbed my toe on the pavement again. These strappy sandles were not made for walking along a highway, of course, if I'd known that Mark was going to flip out on me and ditch me on the side of the road, I would have worn better shoes.

I hadn't been dating Mark for very long, but he seemed like a nice enough guy, and so I never thought twice when he asked if I'd like to go to Mexico for the weekend. I had no idea he had such a temper, one little argument over which radio station to listen to, and I'm stranded in Mexico wearing a little flowered sundress and inappropriate shoes. At least Mark had been considerate enough to throw my purse out after me.

I looked up from the road, and nearly cried out with delight when I saw the lights of civilization in the distance. I picked up my pace a little, I would have run, but again with the shoes.

As I got closer, I saw that I had happened upon a rather rowdy looking bar. I grumbled a little, not exactly the place I would have chosen to go looking for help, but I wasn't going to be too picky in this situation.

There were quite a few random truckers and bikers milling about out side the place, all of whom looked me up and down and shouted out one thing or another. I considered asking one of them for a ride, but thought better of it, opting instead to find a phone and call a cab if I could. The man in front of the bar was shouting all all kinds of obscene things, and gave me a big grin as he held open the door for me.

As I took in the crowded bar, noticing the half naked women and even more rowdy bikers and truckers, I almost wanted to turn around and keep walking down the highway. I thought better of it though and pushed my way to the bar in search of a seat and a phone.
 
Forte

"Now there's something you don't see everyday", I thought to myself, as I watched the new customer walk in. What was a girl like her doing, walking into a club like this. This was trouble, and trouble was beginning to stir. Three men approached her. I stood up from my seat, and walked over to her. I looked like she could use some help.
"Hey gorgeous. How about a lapdance?", one of the men asked, smiling. Oh yeah, she needed help alright.

ooc: welcome to the neighborhood.
 
Lucy

Before I even made it to the bar I found my self being corraled by three men, one of them smiled at me, "Hey gorgeous. How about a lapdance?"

I tried to back away from him, and backed right into one of the other men. For the first time tonight I was glad I was wearing these strappy sandles, the 3 1/2 inch heels making me at least a little taller. The man I had backed into tried coping a feel, I abruptly elbowed him and tried to make a get away, all the while looking for a bouncer or someone who might come to my rescue.
 
Forte

I sidekicked one of the guys in the face, sending him sprawling towards the other end of the floor. Grabbing the next guy by the shoulder, and tossed him on his back with a thud. The third guy... well, there was no point in explaining the third guy since he ran off. I went towards the lady and asked, "are you okay?".
 
Lucy

Suddenly, my assalents seemed to be flying in all different directions. I put my arms up over my face, hoping I wouldn't go flying next. Then everything seemed to be calm, I lowered my arms slightly.

"Are you okay?" Aparently this was the man who had come to my rescue.

"I... I... I..." I stammered, then clamped my mouth shut, sure that I was about to burst into tears. I usually wasn't this much of a wimp, but this wasn't my typical day either. I unconciously had reached out and graped his arm. Trying to steady myself, I took a deep breath and finally managed to find my voice again.
"Thank you." I looked down and realized I was gripping on to him like a life preserver, I stared at my hand and willed myself to let go, but I just couldn't seem to. I looked up at him some what apologetically, but before I could say anything, someone shoving through the crowd pushed me right into his arms.
 
Forte

"Um... well, a thank you would have sufficed you know. But hugs are good too, hugs are good. So, would you like to have a drink with me maybe?", I said. I heard of coming on strong, but suddenly hugging someone like a long lost brother is something else. "C'mon, I'm paying", I said, as I led her to the bar. I hoped that I wasn't coming on to strong.
 
Lucy

He led me to the bar, I'm sure he must have thought I was crazy. He offered me a drink, which I was happy to accept, I could certainly use one after the night I'd had. I ordered a 7&7 and asked the bartender if there was a phone I could use.
 
Forte

The bartender known as Razor Charlie said, "sorry, the only phone here is for employees only. And I cannot let you use it". Before Lucy could take a sip of her 7&7, the bartender grabbed her shot glass then chugged it down, saying, "this bar is only for truckers and motorcyclists. Your not allowed here miss". I then decided to step in for a minute. I took out my wallet, and showed him my motorcycle license, then said, "don't worry, shes with me. And can she please use your phone, its urgent". The bartender then replied, "then welcome to the 'Titty Twister', and no, she or you, may not use the phone. I don't care if shes pregnant, or bleeding from her viens, she simply can't use the phone, and thats that". I was out of words to say to him by then.
 
Lucy

I looked at the bar tender in disbelief.
"Well if I can't use the phone, then how far is it to the nearest gas station or hotel or anything?"
 
Forte

I bartender simply replied, "pretty damn far", then turned his back, and attended towards his customers. All I could do was put my hand on her shoulder, and said, "sorry about that miss. However, if you wait till morning, then I believe I can arrange something. Only if you wiat till dawn first though. If you can do that, then I can arrange for you to go to whatever place your going, I promise". She seemed skeptical of me, so I decided to do something chilidish. I spit in my hand, then said, "I'll even sit-shake for it". Well, that was something I havn't done since I was a kid.
 
Lucy

"Pretty damn far," the bartender said, then went back to his customers. I frowned, great, now what was I going to do.

The man who had saved me, and apparently befriended me, put his hand on my shoulder. "Sorry about that miss." he said. "However, if you wait till morning, then I believe I can arrange something. Only if you wait till dawn first though. If you can do that, then I can arrange for you to go to whatever place your going, I promise." I looked at him, not so sure if I should trust him, he had saved me once tonight, but you never know.

He noticed my hesitancy, seemed to think for a moment, then spit into his hand. "I'll even spit-shake for it," he said. I looked down at his hand, then back up at him and laughed.

"Um, you know, that's all right, I'll take your word for it." He smiled and shrugged, wiping his hand on his jeans. I sighed and looked around me. "Well," I said, "this night certainly hasn't gone the way I expected it to."

"What?" He looked surprised, "you mean you didn't plan to get stranded in this lovely establishment with all these charming gentlemen?" As if to punctuate the irony of his statement, two men at the other end of the bar started arguing, one smashing a beer bottle over the other's head before the tow of them were pulled apart. I laughed and the bartender shot a dirty look at me. Good lord, I thought, can't I even laugh?

My new friend pointed to an unoccupied booth in a dark corner of the bar. "Maybe we should lay low." I nodded and let him lead me across the bar. As we sat down he asked, "so how did you end up here?"

I sighed, "well, I came to Mexico with a boyfriend, and as we were driving a long, he insisted on listening to this horrible station, so I turned the dial, he turned it back, then I turned it again, just playing around, and he gets all pissed off, starts yelling at me, pulls over, and dumps me out here in the middle of no where." He gave me a shocked look. I nodded, "yup, pretty fucked up huh? So I started walking, and here I am." He shook his head in astonishment. "My name's Lucy by the way," I said, holding out my hand.
 
Forte

I shook her hand, and said, "my names Forte, pleased to meet you". From their, we began to chat about about a bunch of things. Its as if we had forgotten we were in a club, filled with bikers, truckers, and dancers. Frankly, I didn't care where we were anymore. I was too engaged in conversation with this lovely lady to notice.
 
Tyler Bane

OOC: Hope no one minds my late entry, and hopefully I won't slow things down much. I usually only find time to post once a day. i fhtis is a problem, let me know before I reach the bar and I'll drop out.

IC:
I slammed the trunk, then pressed the key into the lock and broke the fuckin' thing off. That should make things harder for anyone who might feel like tampering with it. Especially since they'd dislike what they found inside.
The trooper hadn't meant any harm, but hey, you can only know certain things and still get by. He knew too many of the "uncertain" ones, specifically, my name and liscence plate number. Once he ran my liscence in the system, he'd find that warrant, and we couldn't have that, now could we?
I pushed the car off the edge of the road, keeping it moving until I got it almost thirty yards from the road. I got the gas can out of the backseat and quickly poured the liquid all over the interior and then on the hood as well, then threw the can and what was left of the gas in the backseat.
Walking away, I quickly lit a cigarette, then tossed the match on the trunk. It burst into flames almost immediately, then, as I moved away, hardly twenty feet from the vehicle, a small explosion emitted from the interior as the gas can caught on.
I reached the cop's patrol bike, mounted, and started it up. I was in town less than an hour later, a small town, the "now entering" sign of which was missing too many letters to be certain of its name. I ditched the bike behind the local corner store, people watching, but no one asking any questions. I wandered into the diner, walked up to the waitress and asked, "Where does a man go to get a set of wheels around here?"
"Right down the street," she responded, looking at me as though she'd seen a ghost. I guessed maybe she was seeing one. Prison can harden you that way, in ways to make people see the absolute worst in you, because that's all you show them. I liked that just fine.
Now, all I needed was a patsy, someone to get me across the border before another of the troopers decided my driving was too fast and wanted to pull me over."What if I need a driver?" I asked.
"Ask Enis," she said, moving quickly away. "That's all the advice I can give ya."Enis, huh? Down the street?
I exited and headed down the street, hoping to find this Enis was smarter than the waitress seemed to be.
 
ooc: nice of you to join Quiet_Cool. However, could you please post a character description. I know no one else has, but for some odd reason, I picture your character as a fat, semi-naked man, who gropes himself. So if you could post a character description, then that would put my mind at ease.:D :D

Just joking around Quiet_Cool, just have fun.
 
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Lana

ooc: HK- that is a little uncalled for. please edit those comments towards Quietcool. And we have posted character descriptions. Thanks

IC:

I smiled softly, "Yes Manuel, all guests are treated thusly." I spoke softly and quietly, watching the couple 'mate' through the glass wall.
"Does this excite you manuel?" He was engrossed in watching the scene before him, so I quietly I backed out of the room and shut the curtains.
Walking through the crowded rooms, I stopped now and then to speak with customers, inviting them to various parts of the bar. Slowly I made my way to 'Vain.
"Are you enjoying yourself tonight my sweet?" I smiled, backing up a little to give him room to turn towards me. I always loved coming up behind him and whispering in his ear. The grin he always had for me was what kept me entranced with him.
 
Lucy

Two minutes ago, if any one were to have bet me I'd be having a good time tonight, I'd be a couple million dollars in debt. I still couldn't believe that I was having such a good time in this place. The dark booth we were sitting in provided a good deal of privacy, and kept most of the bar patrons from noticing us, which I was grateful for, since I was obviously so unwanted here. Well, unwanted by everyone but Forte that is.

At first, I hadn't been too thrilled at the prospect of having to wait out the night in this bar, but now I was almost thankful that my boyfriend had booted me out of the car.

Another dancer had come out to do her act, and I'd leaned in closer to Forte to hear him over the music, occasionally stealing a glance at the dancer. I usually didn't stare at women like this, but there was just something about her. Forte noticed me staring and nudged me, I turned to look at him, and he winked knowingly, making me blush deep crimson.
 
Kalista

ooc. High King, you asked in one of your posts on the first page why people won't join your thread. I think if you take a good look at your ooc post above you'll have your answer. You want a character discrpition and yet you don't post your own, and even if people do add their character stats to their posts....you don't read it, or choose to ignore it or something. I think Sp is right what you said was uncalled for.....


Ic.
The body had been disposed of, my "toys" cleaned put away and now it was time to go about the masses and find a new victim. As long as I didn't make that victim look like the other I would be ok. I was only allowed one of them a night. "Mmmm...maybe I could get away with two tonight!" I murmmered in humor as I looked over the room one last time.
Making my way through the crowd, I stopped every so often and flirted. It was amazing to me how easily they were lured to their deaths or eternal life, and how our wise leader chose which was which.
I began to make my way to the bar, wanting a glass of wine when I felt an arm around my waist. Soon I landed hard in some guys lap. "I want you tonight hunny.....hiccup......" The man's stagnent breath was almost more than I could take.
God mortals were so disgusting, if we didn't need them for food I would wish they would all be wiped out by a plague or something nasty. But unfortunately we needed them to survive and so I bear with it and called Kimmy over. I asked her for a white wine and ordered another round of beer for the toad I was entertaining.
The music began and I stood and straddled his lap, my hips swaying with the music and his hands roughly fondling every place he could reach.
Kimmy returned with our drinks and we enjoyed them while I danced. I leaned in close to the fool and let my tongue caress the shell of his ear. "What is it you are in the mood for tonight my friend?" I purred seductively in his ear, grinning when he shuttered beneath my touch.
 
Manuel/Forte

ooc: C'mon people, I was joking. A little humour about his avatar, thats all. It wasn't meant to be mean or nasty or anything. Just a simple harmless little post. Maybe you misinterpreted it, would a little smiley face or something help?

Manuel

I just sat there watching. The scene in front of me was really something to behold. I looked around, and realized no one was around. I quietly unzipped myself, to relieve some of the pressure going on. Then, I watched on to see what they would do next. Porn was one thing, but LIVE SEX was even more fun to watch.

Forte

I quickly said, "don't worry, I noticed something odd about these girls too". The dancing girl above didn't seem happy with my response. I apologetically shrugged, and said, "sorry, just a slip of the tongue there". Then she went back to dancing. I turned my attention back to Lucy again, and asked, "so, why were you coming out to Mexico in the first place?".
 
Tyler

OOC: A fat, semi-naked man, who gropes himself...well, that describes me, but my character...:rolleyes:

Anyway, if the comment wasn't intended to be personal, I won't take it as such.

IC:
On my way to Mexico, and not a moment too soon. Small near the border towns had two things going for them...suckers, and little law enforcement. Turns out Enis was every bit the grease ball one would expect to find out this way, but also an easy grab for such work as I needed. He asked no questions, made no promises, and agreed with fewer words than I expected.
I'll hide in the trunk...agreed.
Remember the shotgun...agreed.
I held the weapon closely as we rolled through customs, listening as he spoke with the customs officer, hearing more mumbles than actual words. Then we were moving again, the rotting old vehicle he'd sold me rattling loudly around us.
Once we were a few miles deep, he pulled over and popped the trunk.
Job done, he'd sid, and I debated killing him there instead of paying him, taking the car and leaving the body there.
I decided against it. A body on either side of the border...?
I wasn't going back to prison. Not anytime soon, at least. I handed the money over and he set to walking back toward the border. I didn't know if he'd get a ride or try to walk across.
Not my problem. I was moving again in minutes, if it took even that long.
I was getting bored, and I needed attention. God did I need attention. And just as it was beginning to get to me, I saw the sign posted on the side of the road, a Billboard advertisement.
"Titty Twister," I mumbled.
Sounded good enough. And those Mexican bars...they say there the women are pretty easily swayed into some extra income...
 
Trevain

A smile of pleasure came across my face as I felt her approach, then smelled her as she whispered into my ear and I turned.

"I am now, my love" I answered honestly, wrapping my arms around her trim waist and gently pulling. She came to me...Of her own voalition and I smiled again, lowering my lips to hers and tenderly kissing her.

"I have made my choice of desserts for the evening, my precious one, have you?" I nodded towards a slim "blond out of a bottle" that leaned against a nearby wall. "Or have you tired of your plaything already and wish to join me as I dine?"

It was an honest offer, though a teasing one, we had shared before...driving the woman between us into a sexual ecstasy and then draining that high from her as well as her lifes blood.

"She looks to be quite the wild one, don't you think? One we could savor taming?"
 
Lucy

Forte must have noticed my embarrassment, "don't worry," he said, "I noticed something odd about these girls too." The dancer shot him a look, and he quickly apologized. "Sorry, just a slip of the tongue there." Luckily, she went back to dancing. For some reason, I felt going unnoticed was the best way to be in this place.

Forte turned his attention back to me and asked, "so, why were you coming out to Mexico in the first place?"

"Well, I was going to spend the weekend with my boyfriend, lay on the beach, check out some clubs,” I paused, thought about adding, have some sex, but thought better of it. “But now, well, here I am,” I shrugged and smiled.
 
Lana

I twisted myself just ever so slightly and glanced over at the fluff in the corner.
"Hmm Perhaps. She doesn't look too playful at the moment." I smiled and gave him my full attention.
"I've already entertained a few tonight, though I have yet to play with one." My fingertips trailed up and down his chest while he held me. Vampires weren't ones to have softer emotions, so if I had to lable Vain in relationship to myself, I would have to say he is my fuck toy.. Or perhaps a companion? Lover is another.
The thoughts made me smile but it was hard to give him my full attention when so many hot blooded bodies were roaming around the room.
So close, I could reach out right now and snatch one up. Feed like a glutton, but it had to wait. There weren't nearly enough living hot blooded bodies in here to accomidate all of my 'family' just yet. "Go my sweet, Toy with your food.. Amuse me? I do so love to watch.." I moved up closer to his ear, my tongue brushing the lobe before I whipered, "I love watching you." Purring softly, I pressed closer to his body.
My ears picked up snatches of conversation near by and I turned to the lost gal. She was with Manuel's friend, chatting away.. In here? In this place? I wanted to laugh at the irony of it, but thought better of it. I would keep my eye on those two, wait and see where the little gal goes off to alone.
I tapped 'Vain's shoulder. "That one looks so wholesome and fun.. Perhaps she will provide some entertainment as well?" My lips curled slightly up at the one corner as my eyes narrowed in on the prey.
 
Manuel/Forte

Forte

"Oh, I see", I said. I was unaware that my hand was on hers, until now. I quickly let go, and apologized, "sorry about that, its got a damn mind of its own". I decided to pocket my hands for now. I pulled my chair in a bit, and sat up straight. This was quite the conversation.

Manuel

"SPLURT!" was the sound that erupted from all that shaking. And no, its not what you think it is. I was shaking a ketchup bottle on top of a burger I had just ordered. The food was as good as the drinks here. Now I had a bit too much ketchup on my burger... damn.
 
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