The Roaring 20's at Jasmine's

[Serah]

Bethany

Bet focused her suction on the tip as she moaned into his cock sending vibrations through his spine. She started slowly, enjoying the control she had over him. Slowly she began taking him deeper and deeper. with each stroke she took him a little deeper and a little faster until finnaly she had the majority of his cock throbing against her toungue. She placed her small hand around the remainder and stoked him hungrily.

 

[Honey_B]

"The Guns of Chicago radio program is a guilty pleasure of mine," Jasmine said with a kind smile. She launched into the kind of small talk that would put the nervous girl further at ease. Lindsey began to laugh and seemed to be enjoying herself. It was time for Jasmine to introduce her delicate subject.

"Lindsey, I'm sure you have noticed the rooms on the upper floor of my establishment. I have several ladies in my employ who use them to entertain my customers in a more private setting. In other words, they engage in the world's oldest profession. You seem shocked. Don't be. Women have precious few resources in life with which to achieve something for themselves. Sex is perhaps her most useful tool.

"Let me tell you a story. I grew up on the Caribbean island of Martinique. I was the child of former slaves and I grew up dirt poor on a tiny little farm. You see, Lindsey, we have more in common than you think. I would have lived and died there if I hadn't learned to use sex.

"One day, when I was fifteen, a gentleman from Paris was visiting his nearby holdings. I vowed, from the first moment I laid eyes on him that he would be the one to take me out of there. It didn't matter that he had a wife. I offered up myself to be his mistress, his plaything. He could not refuse my island charms and he took me to Paris where I was given a modest house in Montmartre. I stayed with him for a few months then cut him loose when someone better came along.

"Lindsey, I would like you to think about an increase in your duties at Jasmine's, entertaining customers upstairs. You are even more beautiful than I was at your age. You would do extremly well with your innocent demeanor. It would mean increasing your salary tenfold. If you are interested, we will talk further. Just remember, sex can bring you power, but it's also a hell of a lot of fun!" Jasmine finished with a silky laugh.

Jasmine got up from her table and started to make her way upstairs. The tension in her establishment was not lost on her and she vowed to release some of her pressure as she opened the door to the room where Sal waited.

Jasmine closed the door behind her and walked over to where Sal sat on the bed. She raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face. "How dare you speak to me in that insolent tone, you ungrateful bâtard!"

 

[mars99]

Grant

I squirmed like a wounded puppy under the exquisite treatment of her lips and tonge. This woman knew how to please a man. My hips began a rocking motion up and down. Slowly at first, savoring the feel of my cock sliding through the length of her moist, sucked in cheeks, and bumping the back of her throat. Her moans were almost more than I could bear, sending shockwaves through my body as my rhythm increased, meeting each bob of her head with a steady succession of pelvic thrusts, fucking the psedo-vagina she was creating for me with unyielding pleasure.

"Ohhhh, Bet...you are sooo good..." I groaned as I reached down to hold her head and run my fingers through her hair.
"Oh, yes, darling...YES!" I couldn't hold back my cries as the lovely lady continued to suck my length, taking me to the heights of paradise.......

 

[Xantham]

Wesley

"Ah'm sorry, Miss Sistine," I said, "but I d..don't know nothin' b..bout music. B..but the last p..piece you played was b..beautiful." I grimaced, I hated talking that much because of my stutter. I try real hard to get the words out, they just seem to get stuck. Sistine had slid to one side of the bench and seemed to be inviting me to sit, but that was dangerous business. "Ah'm sorry, miss, b..but if'n the C..Cap'n there was to see me sittin next to a white g..girl, he'd p..probably take me out and st..string me up." I tried to force a smile while I said that. It wasn't Sistine's fault, I'm sure she was a very nice person. I didn't know exactly what to do. I needed a job, but Jasmine was very busy and there seemed to be a whole lot of trouble going on.

I looked over just in time to see Jasmine head upstairs. Great, now she's gone again. She must not have liked my dancing too much. But then again, she didn't shout for me to get the hell out of her place when she saw me on the stage. "Miss Sistine," I said slowly trying not to stutter, "C..Could you do me a favor? I hate to admit it, but ah'm afraid of the Cap'n there and I was w..wonderin' if you could get me another g...glass of water? I p..promise to dance for you again iff'n you could."

 

[maryceleste]

Lindsey...
June the fourteenth, 1925
My Dearest Diary,
[excerpt]
Can you believe it? Jasmine knows all about what happens upstairs! I almost fell under the table when she started talking about it! She told me things about her past, and then she reminded me about my "assets."
I have a terrible secret to confess. I know it's terrible, but I can't stop thinking about going upstairs! I get so dizzy thinking about it!

 

[LittleRedDevil]

"Oh Clyde...I, I really don't know what to say. I had no idea how you felt." I tried to get farther, but my eyes caught Sal moving up the stairs. I knew where Vito was, and it only took seconds for my mind to work out was was up.

"Desiree? What's wrong?" Clyde's voice broke through.

"Somethings happening, something big. Those damn men Jas plays against each other are at each others throats, have been for weeks. We have to get everyone out. What if something happens to Lindsey or Sistine? They're to young and innocent for that. They are so bright with future dreams, it hurts to look at them sometimes." She turned and started from behind the bar, Clyde was up from his seat and grabbed her arm. He seemed to have the reflexes of a cat.

"What about you?"

"I'm just a singer in a nightclub." She winked at him and shook of his hand. "Maybe I can distract Sal's goons. Take the girls upstairs or out or something."

 

[TygerEyez]

Sistine

I was disappointed by his answer. String him up? Not if I had my way. I had my connections with Jasmine, and she had connections to the Captain. No one would bother Wesley if I didn't want it.

But I merely sighed and touched his shoulder. "You don't have to dance for a glass of water, Wesley. You just have to ask."

I left him at my piano, and made my way to the bar, asking Clyde's fill-in for a glass of water. He looked at me curiously, being as my drink was always iced-tea.. nothing else. He held back... with such a look on his face I wanted to smack him for it.

"For my friend, please." I tried to be sweet with him, play the manners up until his questioning eyes pushed me over the edge. "Just give me the damned water."

He did then, and I glared at him furiously before returning to my piano and Wesley. Handing the glass to him, I watched him drink a bit before sitting back down on the bench. I played a simple string of notes, but they weren't quite right to me.

"I really wish you would sit down, Wesley. The Captain won't bother you if I asked you to, now would he?"

ooc: Can I ask for a description of Wesley? I mean, I know he's shy, and stutters, but... well how tall is he. Am I looking at him, up at him... and how old? sorry if I'm being nosy, I just like knowing the characters I play with.

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

Sal

I rubbed my face, which moments before Jassy had slapped, rather hard, I might add. I thought to myself "what the hell am I doing, I should just grab her by the waist and through her onto the bed and give her something to think about." Insteed, I just stared at her.

Slowly, I said, "A hundred times I wish I could transform myself & become an invisible spirit that hides inside your heart. I seek to comprehend your scorn which seems to me so cruel." As I waited for her repliy, I watched her expression soften some. Her eyes had her trademark glisten, which I never knew whether to fear or embrace...

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Meanwhile, downstairs, Joey and Quick were about to enter the room where Vito hide, when they were approached by some of Jasimine"s hired girls...

 

[TygerEyez]

Sistine

Oh, crap oh crap oh crap oh crap!

I touched Wesley's shoulder, reassuring him that I'd be back, when I spied two men getting dangerously close to the stairs. They hadn't been invited by the girls.. and I'd been watching the girls for most of the night.

Jasmine hadn't invited them.. which spelled only trouble.

I stood and moved between them and the stair case, up a few steps so I was eye level with them.

"Excuse me, sirs, you aren't allowed up here..."

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

Joey and Quick

Joey replies "We have some busniss to take care of in there. Turn around and go back to your station. This dosn't concern you. However, when were finished, maybe you and I could go upstairs and make some action of our own."

 

[Honey_B]

The romantic words sounded as if Sal had rehearsed them as he said them in a nervous tumble. Jasmine couldn't help but smile. He was unrefined and coarse, but he tried so desperately to please her. His cruel black eyes had turned as soft as a puppy's as he looked up at her.

She took his face into her hands. Bending low, she kissed him. She brushed his lips softly. The kiss deepened, her lips parted. Sal stood up, crushing her in a deep embrace.

Sal never did anything half-heartedly. That was why Jasmine had loved him. He kissed her with his mind, body, and soul. It seemed to her as if he knew nothing else but her lips and mouth.

Perhaps this was why he did not notice Jasmine's right hand slither down and grasp the stiletto she had strapped to her right ankle. With blinding speed she raised the shining instrument high. With all of her strength, she plunged it into his back, thrusting the blade between his ribs and deep into his heart.

Jasmine looked into his desperate questioning eyes. "C'est ça... L'amour est endolori, Sal. That's right, love is painful." His body crumpled before her. Blood began to spill for the lips she had just kissed. She retrieved her blade, wiping Sal's blood on the bedspread.

"Au revoir, mon chere... We will meet again in hell," Jasmine said as she quietly closed the door.

Her employees could instantly see that something was wrong. They went into action to distract Sal's goons and the police.

Grateful, Jasmine swept into her office.

 

[TygerEyez]

Sistine

Why of all the incompitence...!!

I stood firm, placing one hand on the railing and one on the wall to block their path. "I'm sorry, but you have no business in there unless Jasmine is with you. I don't see her, so you'll have to stay out here."

I lifted my chin slightly, glaring at the man. How dare he insinuate I would bed him! "You, sir, are not high enough caliber to tune my piano. Say something like that again, and you will regret it."

I backed up another step, giving myself leverage over them. "Either way, you will not go into this room unless Jasmine decides. Until then, please go back to your table, and order another drink. I'll let her know you're looking for her."

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

Joey

Joey could not belive this woman was so bold. "Very well, you were warned," with that he grabbed her by the arm and said to Quicke "Its time for a little fun." With that he ripped the front of her dress wide open, exposing her voluptuous breasts, and begain kissing her forcefully. "Lets hear your tune to this', he said between kisses.....

 

[TygerEyez]

Sistine

I barely had time to register a scream before he forced his mouth on mine. I wretched my arms and face from him, hating him with all my heart. Son of a bitch. How dare he touch me! And expose me to the customers just downstairs! Bastard!

I glared at him, sneering. "I'd rather hear you sing... how about a high C?" I hissed, ramming my foot into his groin. He doubled over, and I used my heigth as an advantage, pushing my foot against his chest and down the stairs. Something had to be done... and I couldn't do it!

"Captain! Jasmine! Somebody!"

Good Lord, somebody help...

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

Sal's last thougts

He couldn't belive it. Jassy had stabbed him. So many thoughts raced through his head... this was it... this was how it was going to end... no shot-out... no death in battle... a dame had done him in.

He couldn't move now and his breath was getting shorter. He looked up at Jassy with his eyes. She looked like an angel of death now. He took pride that she was the last thing he saw. Everything was foggy now and he could hear voices in the distance, but they were unitelligable, were they the voices of souls in hell? His mind was fading now........



------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Downstairs, Joey had just let out a wail, as the bitch kicked him in the groin. "I'll kill her," he thought. Before he could do anything, she kicked him down the stairs and he hit his head on the floor and was kocked out cold.

Quick thougt about it for a minute and decided he wanted no part of it. " Don't worry", he said, "I wont cause any trouble." With that he held his hands up and started backing away slowly.

 

[TygerEyez]

Sistine

I eyed the other one carefully, crossing my arms over my chest to cover my breasts. I glared at him, feeling the tears begin to rise. Never had I been so humiliated!

"See that you don't," I muttered, and took a breath. "Just... go back to your table, sir, and take your friend with you. Jasmine will be with you in a moment."

 

[Honey_B]

oops

Sorry, made a mistake!

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

Quick

Suddenly, Quick felt uneasy. He took off his sportcoat, and offered it to the woman "You should cover up, mam", he replied. "I's don't thinks its appropriate for the other employees to see you like this mam", he continued. Quick felt sorry for this magnificent woman, She deserved better than this. Joey was an asshole a dumb wop, an aquaintence, nothing more. He didn't give a shit about him. "Mam, if you's just take my jacket, I'll be goin to the bar an have that drink. Quick wasn't sure what she thought of this big, unsifistigated, yet well dressed black man. It made him uneasy around white folks without Sal...

 

[maryceleste]

ooc: sorry...made a mistake

 

[TygerEyez]

Sistine

I stared at him, unsure of what I'd just heard. Either way, I had to decide something. And I couldn't very well just stand there and let my chest peak out from behind my arms.

I took his jacket carefully, making sure there were no hidden meaning behind his brown eyes. "Thank you, sir," I answered crisply, and turned my back to release my arms and slide the jacket on.

I gripped it at the throat, hiding myself. His eyes kept shifting though... nervous. When that other asshole had been around, he wasn't like that...

Oh, for crying out loud! When were people going to realize that color didn't matter to me! A man was a man, a human was a human! By Christ, that was annoying! Why did colored people act so shifty around me? They had nothing to fear.. not from me!

I took a breath and let it out. "Please, go to your table and order a drink. And I would appreciate if you told the gentleman at the piano I will be back in a moment..."

I backed away from him, but only to be sure he wouldnt' follow me to Jasmine's office. I still had a boss to warn.

I watched him for a while, then turned, and leaned my hot forehead against the cool wood before rapping my knuckles against the door.

"Jasmine..? It's Sistine..."

 

[maryceleste]

ooc: Sorry I'm out of sync with that last post!

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

Quick

Sistine takes Quick's jacket, and asked him to give a message to the only other colored person in the place sitting by the piano. As he makes his way over, he notices the pretty young waitress beside him. "Excusse me mam, but could I order a glass of wiskey? I will be sitting by that brother next to the piano," he asks.

 

[maryceleste]

Lindsey...

Unsure of what to do, Lindsey looks nervously toward the stairs where Sistine was. She finds her voice and says, "Yes Sir...a glass of Whiskey. Coming right up."

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

Quick

After ordering a drink, Quick hurries over to the piano. He feels more at ease around another colored. "Highya doin, cat, I's belives that woman who plays piano is a freind of yours. She's told me to tell you she'll be right back", he said. "Mind if I's sits down?". Quick doesn't wait for a repliy, and takes the seat next to the man.

"You's cum here often?", he asks, noticing this man is even more uptight then himself. If only Sal would hurry the hell up and get down here...

 

[Honey_B]

Vito

OCC: I write as Vito as arioto has be unavoidably detained. He asked me to make a quick post. He should be back shortly.

IC: Vito was blissfully unaware of the torment his Jasmine was going through. He was about to find out though.