MUC

[Dea Artia]

Robin followed the woman in the office, noticing the way her hips swayed as she walked. Sitting down in the chair opposite the desk, Robin couldn't help but smile at the woman's brief description of the job. This is going to be a piece of cake, she thought. She was a little surprised by what the woman asked her, but Robin knew the game and was ready to play.

"Tuesday, I'm sure I would enjoy it and...." standing up, Robin took a few steps and stood beside the woman, resting her hand on her knee and licked her just bellow the side of her beck, "yes, it does."

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

"very good," I smile sliding off desk pressing against her before moving away, "please strip off your clothing while I go get a uniform for you to try on. This club is to provide a safe haven for people to watch live sex and meet others. You will be asked to keep your hands off the patrons for most parts and reverse will be true. However often you will be required to engage in sexual acts with other members of the staff, of who I am one." was my last word as I fetch a green skirt that would barely cover her ass and spandex top that would cradle her breasts.

I enter enjoying the site of her body, "you will earn tips on top of your salary and best way to get good tips is to keep your nipples hard and your pussy wet, before work I expect my crew to please each other so you're ready to work. Also after work unless anyone is too tired you'll find your coworkers ready willing and able to sate your body." I lick my lips tossing the uniform onto the chair. "Right now though I just want to see if you taste as good as you look,"

 

[Behemoth]

A Missed Appointment

OOC: Sorry, Intriguess, been away.

IC: Emil gasped heavily as he entered his . . . apartment. It seemed like he sweated more here in America.

Still breathing heavily, he opened up his laptop and began the email check, stroking his cat idly. He waited, looking out his picture window at the lights of the city, until his laptop beeped. He glanced.

Appointment TONIGHT? Uh-oh. He hoped he hadn't blown his chance. He hurriedly compsed an apologetic email and sent it, hoping his chances with this job had not left with the night.

 

[Guest]

Corwin Banks

It wasn't that he really needed money, at least not yet, but the truth was he was bored to tears.

Another victim of the dotcom shakeout, Corwin had actually been one of the fortunate ones. In addition to the shares he'd gotten from the IPO, he'd also lent the company money to expansion. Sure, he only got $.20 on the dollar for his debt, but that was a lot better than most of the employees that had bought their house and their cars based on the inflated value of their stock.

Flipping through the business section, a simply worded classified ad caught his attention:

"Wanted healthy men and women over 18 for position in a new nightclub. Applicants should be adventurous, with sense of curiousity. E-mail iamintriguess@hotmail.com for more details."

What appealed to him most was that it was so unlike what he'd spent the last 3 years since college doing. How hard could it be? And it might be nice to give his mind a rest, at least for a year or two. And hadn't he heard that there was good money to be made in working in a bar? The more he thought about it, the more this sounded like just what he needed.

He flipped on his laptop (another remnant of his former life) and quickly composed his email:

Dear Intriguess,

Please forgive me for sending so traditional an inquiry, but truth be told, I've only ever held traditional positions.

Attached please find my resume, submitted for your perusal, in response to your ad for healthy men over 18. I am 25 years old, in excellent health, and would very much like to try something new.

If interested, please respond to the email addy on the resume. I am available to meet with you at your earliest convenience.

Sincerely,
Corwin Banks

How hard can it be, he wondered. He was in good shape, still ran 10 miles a day every day, rain or shine, and had the time to lift 4 times a week. he was no Arnold, but he sure as hell could hold his own. Head shaved bald with skin the color of a deep summer tan and bright grey eyes, he wasn't model material but he could probably get people to buy drinks. What did he have to lose?

 

[SumthingWicked]

OOC: Request To Join

My apologies, Intriguess...I wasn't aware of the requirements to post. I have sense registered, so you know that I have a legitimate interest in joining

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

OOC guys, I only need one more male and sumthingwicked you were second, sorry i hope to play with you in future threads, i appreciate the interest

 

[Dea Artia]

Robin

Feeling the womans body brush against hers made Robin shiver with delight and she wasted no time taking off her clothes. Robin stood there with only her boots on when she came back in, tossing some skimpy materials of cloth on the chair. Looking into her eyes, Robin sensed something almost dangerous lurking behind those dark lashes. She casually went up to the woman and whispered in her ear,

"Before you sample the sweetest fruit you'll ever taste, may I know your name?"

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

I smile and chuckle at her query, "I'm Mickie, the place is called Mickie's Underground Club," I show her the top with the letters MUC with the C backwards on it.

There was something luscious about the way she sat down her legs spread for my perusal, I licked my lips hungrily and set to sample her body, licking and kissing my way up one smooth thigh and licking the line between her thigh and pussy. My fingers spreading the lips revealing her wetness and desire, I lick my lips as I inhale the aroma of her arousal. I with long slow licks I savour the juices flowing out of her my tongue pressing in with every lick. Until I've thoroughly cleaned her slit of flavour. I move up flicking my tongue over her clit again and again until I notice more juices flowing then I slowly kiss the bud and begin softly sucking it, listening to her moans feeling her hands entangled in my hair as I slip two fingers into her wetness turning them as i screw them in and out sucking her clit until she begins crying out my name.

 

[Dea Artia]

Robin

She had never known such pleasures exsisted. It was not her first time with a woman by far, but this one knew her way around a pussy.

Robin couldn't help herself as she cried out Mickeys name, lifting her bottom of the chair to feel the fullness of her wonderful tongue. As Robin neared orgasm, she could tell Mickey was slowing down, drawing out as much pleasure as she could. Robin could't handle it anymore and begged Mickey to let her come.

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

I smiled at her begging, as I plunged three fingers in and out of her sucking her clit hard and steady feeling her orgasm as her body shivered and went limp. I slowly eased my fingers out and began slowly licking up her wet juicy slit in long leisurely licks. Once she was fairly clean I stood licking my fingers, "You're hired, we open next week, I expect you to get a feel for the place and make sure your outfit fits. Stop by tomorrow with your social security card and such and I'll put you on payroll."

my fingers were clean as I held out my hand lifting her up, "it was a pleasure to eat you, I'll e-mail you a schedule and such."

With that I left her in the office, normally I would have feasted on her all afternoon but I had other things to do, I checked my e-mail, ah I noticed Emil wanted to reschedul his interview. I tyed back a reply that I'd expect him at four, It was just past three now as I set to gettings a few last things done before I met him.

 

[Dea Artia]

Robin

Robin tried to act non-chalant as she dressed and gathered her things. She had a grin on her face a mile wide and bid Mickey goodbye as she left the club, telling her she'd be in tomorrow around 1pm.

Walking away from the club, she couldn't help but whistle. It had been a glorious afternoon, much better than she anticipated. She made a mental note of calling the boutique and giving her two weeks notice. It was going to be rough working two jobs for a while, but Robin knew it was worth it. She thought of calling her mother and letting her know she got a job working at a night club again, but she didn't want her to stop by on her way home from a meeting, like she often did when she worked at Zaphoids.

Robin didn't have a boyfriend at the moment, so she was glad she didn't have toworry about explaining things to anyone. This also gave her a lot of freedom. By now she had made her way to the center of the city and people were starting to watch her as she walked. As she waited at a corner to cross the street, she saw a cute guy that obviously took care of his body sitting in his car at the red light. When he glanced her way, she winked at him and licked her lips in a slow, seductive manner. She enjoyed watching his surprised reaction.

 

[Balthezar]

Benedict

It was late Sunday when Benedict had finished checking over the club. For the most part, security coverage was adequate, however, given the nature of this club, it might not hurt to place a new camera or two in some of the more private areas. You never know when someone might get out of line, and Hell, he doubted any patrons would give much care to being watched by an extra set of eyes. Marking off the spots on his sketch of the club, he went to deliver it to Mickie's office.

Benedict had seen girl during the course of his investigations earlier, idly he hoped she was going to be another employee...

Benedict

 

[captainb]

Kudo

What was the point of plunking down all the money he'd saved on this souped-up classic Nova that just screamed to cut loose on on twenty miles of straightaway if he was gonna be stuck in this freakin' stop'n'go city traffic? Kudo slammed his hand on the steering wheel and cranked the radio up louder. Not a bad station, but he needed to install a CD player. No one seemed to like playing Radiohead on the air much.

Kudo was a graduate art student at the city university, but was having a hard time lately keeping his interest up. The profs were boring, and didn't like his style of sculpture. They didn't seem to like his looks either, not his spiky blonde tips or the earrings, nor the spiked collar and black leather jacket he continually wore. And old professor Corgan had just about gone apoplectic when he saw the tongue stud. Eh, fuck'em. It's tough enough keeping in shape in this city, can't jog around without tripping over a wino and the gym's full of muscle-heads. Hell, a couple of cheap dumbbells do just as well, long as you know how to use them. He felt his bicep and smiled. He liked how it felt nice and tight in the jacket.

He revved the engine and looked around in frustration, tapping on the Penthouse air freshener just to watch it swing. He glanced in the mirror and checked his teeth, flicking his lip ring with his tongue. He sat back and rapped on the wheel in time to the music, glanced out his side window and did a double-take.

Whoa, check this out! Damn, those are nice legs packed into those boots, wish I could see more of her thigh under that black skirt. Aww man, those are nice titties too. And...holy shit!

Kudo slowly began to grin as the girl licked her lips, looking straight back at him. Sexy eyes, seductive wink, and really cool hair. Man, she was built...He turned the volume down and leaned over the seat. "Hey sweet lips, you need a ride? This hot rod'll take you as far as you want." He kept smiling at her, thinking *Geez oh man what a stupid thing to say!* But he revved the engine again, glancing at the light. "C'mon, I won't bite." He jiggled his eyebrows Groucho-Marx style, his eyes wandering down and up her frame again.

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

I headed back to the office hoping for another female applicant, no such luck, i'd have to start out with just me and robin then. I tapped my pen idly watching clock waiting for Emil.

 

[Dea Artia]

Robin

Robin didn't expect the response she got from the guy in the car, but what she saw pleased her very much. She loved his hair and she pictured herself running her fingers through it. Waking herself from her day dream, she cought the end of what the guy was saying. Get into his car? Are you nuts!? her mothers words came back to her, warning her not to get into a strangers car. She stood at the curb, trying to decide what to do, her mind racing with wild thoughts. In an instant, she stepped off the sidewalk, opened the car door and got inside. She slammed it closed just as the light turned green and the car peeled away with a roaring sound.


OOC : I have no idea where you came up with this character captainb, but if anyone out there resembles Kudo in any fasion, don't hesitate to email me!

 

[Balthezar]

Benedict

As Benedict was preparing to leave, he took one more look at the rather scant uniform. "Nope," he thought, definitely nowhere to keep a gun. Well, hopefully this wouldn't be a rowdy crowd, at least, not in the way he was thinking. As he thought about the instant dinner waiting for him at home, he grimaced. As he went to clock out with Mickie, he wondered if she'd like to get a bite.

 

[captainb]

Kudo

The Nova chugged down the street behind the line of taxis. Kudo leaned back and looked at his passenger. "The call me Kudo. What's your name?"

She smiled. "Robin."

His eyes wandered down her frame, lingering on her breasts. *What the hell* he thought, and reached over to stroke a fingertip along the outside of her thigh, sliding gently under the edge of her skirt. "You've got dynamite legs, ya know. Really foxy." The touch of her smooth skin caused him to immediately start hardening, and he adjusted his position, not ashamed to display his growing length through his jeans. He looked at her again and grinned. "So, how far are you going?"

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

When he asked about dinner I agreed, saying I had few more things to do and I'd meet him outside, we could go over the recommendations.

As I left the place, my sexually agressive demeanor slid away, I enjoyed the club and all the fun it was going to be, but once I got home I just wanted to slide into a hot bubble bath and unwind.

I admired his car, efficient, powerful, somewhat understated, just like the man himself. I was going to have to work at finding three more hires, but maybe Robin knew some one who would fit in.

He opened the door for me, and I felt my skin heat up as I got into his car, "I don't feel like being around people, mind if we just pick up some chinese and find a nice place to talk?" I wasn't ready to invite him to my home, I tried to keep my business and personal life seperate, besides my home was a reserved quiet little affair, more suited to raising a family than a bar club owner.

 

[Behemoth]

Finally

Emil parked his bike just outside the address and glanced around. Good thing I got that extra padlock, he mused.
He squared his shoulders and stepped inside the establishment.

 

[Balthezar]

Benedict

"Sure thing," Benedict replied. He knew a place in the park that was quiet. Usually he went there with a book or take his cat to play outside, but it was a relaxing spot, nonetheless. They stopped at a take-out place before heading there, and found an empty bench to sit on.

"I have a few questions, if you don't mind?" he asked Mickie, a bit after they sat down.

"Go ahead." came the quick reply.

"This is all supposed to be an act, isn't it? I can tell you different you've seemed since we left the club. No offense," he chuckled a bit, "But you seem more...well....approachable. More like the sort of person I'd want to ask out, not just screw. Not that I'm complaining. I guess I just want to make sure that this is all just an act, right?"

Benedict

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

late sunday afternoon with benedict

"An act, not quite. But you're right I'm not quite the sexual tigress I appear. Consider it another facet of my personality, one that I now have the money to pursue safely through my club. Take you for instance, you're a healthy young man with a hearty sexual appetite, but your also intelligent, thoughtful and a security wiz. Now I would never say you are just a good fuck or a pleasant smile. We are more than the sum of our parts. That is what makes us interesting." I eat a little and drink, "That's what the club is all about, having a place to explore your sexual side without fear. Normally a person would have to be outgoing to have sex in a club, but at my place you get the thrill of being watched and watching others without recrimination or punishment. Which reminds me, the club operating hours are Tuesday through Friday 6pm-12am, I know that's only six hours and four days. The staff will be working from 5pm-1am, which is still only 32 hours a week. On Saturday the club is available for private affairs, everyone gets paid for eight hours on Saturday regardless of whether you are actually called into work. Any questions?" I smile as I eat relaxing, trying to act more like employer/ employee rather than as someone I had been intimate with.


Earlier at the interview

I tapped my feet when he finally arrived on a motorcycle. He entered and introduced himself. I began my questioning with a critical eye scanning his body.

"When was the last time you had sex? Do you mind being ogled by both genders? Are you any good at mixing drinks? What's the longest length of time you've sustained an erection without sexual contact? With sexual contact?"

 

[Balthezar]

Benedict thought a moment before replying. "No, I don't think I do. I do want to thank you for the opportunity though. I was getting desperate for cash." Laughing a bit, he turned back to his Chinese. "I'll be there on Tuesday then, with 'bells on', or not on as the case may be."

Mickie laughed, and Benedict assummed it was out of politness then actual amusment. That was quite possibly the worst joke he'd ever thought up. "Smooth Benedict," he thought, "Real smooth."

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

"Um, actually a cold silver whistle around your neck might be nice, add to the whole look of being security." My eyes close for moment building a picture, "Remind me to dig through props and see if I can find a pair of sturdy handicuffs and a hat." I lick my lips at the image, "Do you need some cash to tide you over? You won't get a regular paycheck until next week." I ask as I pick my fortune cookie and crack it open.

 

[Balthezar]

"Thanks for the offer, but I should be able to last that long. I'm just glad to be working," Benedict replied. "And as far as the hat and whistle, well, whatever it takes to play the part." He winked, then looked down at his watch. "It's getting a bit late, and I need to be getting back to my cat. She's temperamental if she's not fed on time. Want a ride back to your place, or the club?"

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

Soft chuckle at the mention of your cat, "Well my car is back at the club..." I drift off not wanting to leave quite yet but understanding that it must as I slowly stand and stretch. I read my fortune, "your hard work will be rewarded." I smile and laugh inwardly at the words.