-The do not disturb sign was on Inga and Kraus’s room, and of course, it had a little Hello Kitty label on it, which made Nikolas chuckle as he and Maggie were going down to the restaurant to have breakfast. Nikolas reached out to knock, and Maggie gasped, stepping forward and slapping his hand away. “Ya daft fook, leave em alone. *Maggie said with some authority*..I thought you didn’t want to see any more Hello Kitty, and that there room is bound to be filled with it.” Nikolas drew his hand back and feigned being in pain. “Oww. *he shook his hand and then smirked* “ Oh yeah, the plane was bad enough.”- Memories of the flight over were still fresh in his mind. “I was thinking, after breakfast, we go do some sightseeing on our own. I don’t fancy touring Hello Kitty Heaven with the others.” As he said this, a door opened and Nanna Noonie came out, shuffling in her new Nikes, and wearing another tracksuit, only this time in baby blue. She immediately spotted Maggie and Nikolas, and smiled brightly. “You two, escaping the Hello Kitty tour too?” Nikolas burst out laughing. “Nice to know it’s not just me.” Nanna Noonie checked her door was locked and then saw that there was a “do not disturb” door marker and she gestured with her hand for Nikolas and Maggie to follow her. “Let’s go…quickliez…I haz a plan. I tell youz at breakfast.” Maggie rolled her eyes, to see Nanna acting like a secret agent making a getaway, but Nikolas loved it so far. He reached for Maggie’s hand, and jerked his head, so that she would follow along. “I’m starting to like Nanna more and more.”

Unaware of the plans of Nanna, and the Death Club bar staff; Nikolas and Maggie, Inga and Kraus were coiled up within each other’s arms in the middle of a vast pink bed that had a huge Hello Kitty symbol in the middle. Their night had been quite wild, with Inga being terribly excited about the Hello Kitty Odyssey. That excitement turned into passion, as the giggling Swede was literally swept off her feet in the plush pink quarters. Kraus loved nothing more, than to see Inga both happy and enthusiastic about the trip so far, and the fact they could escape the madness of Prague. The ordeals of the past year, had been enough to cause Kraus to have a few grey hairs, but all that was swept away, as he lay in the plush bedding, his arms around his beloved Inga. The small Hello Kitty alarm clock chimed and started to play a small song, as they were on a schedule for the day. Stretching and yawning, Inga opened her eyes, to see that Kraus was awake and smiling at her, stroking her back. “Good morning, baby. How did my Princess sleep?” Kraus leant forward and pecked her nose gently, while she cooed. “Afterz last nightz? Like a baby. Mmm. It vas good. Yah?” A sparkle in her eye, and she went to kiss him softly, but this only had him growl lightly. Kraus rolled her over so he was on top, and their kiss deepened, with Kraus reaching out and knocking the alarm clock off the stand and onto the floor. Seems the happy couple, were not going to be making that first port of call. “Oh…Kraus…”

In the restaurant, Nikolas, Maggie and Nanna Noonie, were reading through the menus, trying to decide on breakfast, when Dai, the tour host came up and bowed acknowledging them.

“Good Morning, to you all. I do hope you are enjoying your stay so far.” Dai said with a smile, then noticed that Inga and Kraus were missing. “Our happy couple not up yet?” He asked, looking at the buffet, trying to spot them. Nanna chuckled from behind her menu. “Knowingz them, I would say Inga is being a beaver and dealing vith Kraus’s morning vood, yah?” Maggie spat her orange juice hearing Nanna Noonie speak like this, while Nikolas handed her a napkin. “Ahahaha.” –He laughed and starting singing. “I’m a lumberjack…and I’m okay.” It was then, as the waitress came over to take their order, Nanna realised that someone else was missing. Sven. Nanna placed down her menu and quickly took a look around the restaurant. There was no sign of him. The Snoggleblom matriarch thought for a moment, and then said to Dai. “It seems that Sven is missing. Maybe, you go see him and tell him he needs to hurry.” Dai bowed, and turned to leave, which had Nanna lean over in her chair to watch him leave the room, before motioning to the other two. “Now is our chance. While Dai goes to get Sven, and the Inga and Kraus, ve three, make a run for it.” Maggie hadn’t even ordered and pouted. “But…” Nikolas however was on the ball. “If we stay, we have to go to all the Hello Kitty tourist attractions. We go now; we can go where ever we want.” Maggie didn’t need to be told twice, and tossed down her napkin, getting up from her chair. Nanna Noonie took up her bag, and thanked the waitress, before shuffling out after Nikolas and Maggie, who were doing the bolt. Out in the foyer, D*Date, were also getting ready. Their tour bus was outside, and on seeing Nanna Noonie, the four boy band members all cheered and ushered Nanna Noonie to follow them.

(Translation: Ah, its Nana…come with us…come with us!)

Excited about an adventure with the Japanese toy boys, Nanna Noonie chuckled and went with them, being helped onto their tour shuttle, where there was much laughter and chattering going on. Nikolas and Maggie watched on astonished, as it seemed Nanna Noonie, had herself a date….with four guys. Waving out the window at Maggie and Nikolas, she looked quite the sight, as the shuttle pulled away. Leaving the two standing there, Nikolas clapped his hands together; checking behind him to make sure Dai and the others had not appeared. He took up Maggie’s hand and squeezed it tight, then whispered in her ear. “Today, just you and me. I want us to spend time together. Not got a clue where we are, or what we are going to do, all I know is, I just want to be with you.” Maggie blushed fiercely at Nikolas’s declaration and gave in completely, nodding slowly at first, then a huge smile. “Come on then, let’s go!” The two would get into the first taxi and with both of them laughing, the cab pulled out. Destination; Tokyo City.

Meanwhile, up in the Hotel, Dai is about to knock on Sven’s door, when it suddenly opens. Sven is dressed in a pair of designer jeans, with a simple white T’shirt and charcoal coloured jacket. He had obviously spent a lot of time getting ready, in his vain attempt to look presentable for his crush; Dai. On seeing Dai, who still had his hand up to knock, Sven found himself getting tongue tied straight away. Dai was dressed smartly, as always, in a navy blue suit, with crisp white shirt. He had this look about him, youthful and yet effeminate. Sven found himself lost in Dai’s eyes, unable to look away. Entranced. Finally finding his voice, he said in a nervous tone. “I …missed you at dinner.” Well at least it wasn’t the usual, “I’m Sven.” Dai nodded and said. “I am sorry that I could not meet you for dinner, but I had to take a business call, and it took some time, so I missed dinner completely.” Sven looked like a love struck teen, and he took a step towards Dai, his arms falling to his sides. “You must be…hungry.”Dai didn’t move away, but it was clear, that the feelings that Sven had were not one way. Sven was a very attractive man, with his bleached blonde streaks, and his dimples. Many a woman has tried to turn him, but all failed, and now, Sven found himself standing before one man, that had his tongue tied in knots, and his desire levels climbing by the second. Sven found himself staring at Dai’s lips, and knew there was only one thing he wanted to taste; Dai.

Dai took a step towards Sven, so they were inches apart. The sexual tension of this moment was so thick, you could carve it. Breathlessly, Dai said; “I am hungry.”Oh, the way he let those words roll off his tongue. Sven started to lean closer, he wanted to taste his lips, he wanted to kiss him with all the hunger he had inside of him. Dai closed his eyes, as the two were about to press their lips together…..when….

“SVEN..DAI…Kraus and I are ready for the tours!!!”

Yep, there was Inga, and her Kraus, who had just emerged from their room, and were dressed and ready for the day. Inga seemed oblivious to what was going on, as she looped an arm through Dai’s and dragged him down the hall, chattering away about all the places she wanted to see. Kraus, followed along behind, watching his beautiful Inga bounce along in skin tight jeans. God, he could stare at that ass all day and never tire of it. Sven was left standing in the doorway of his room. Half shocked that he had come so close to kissing Dai, and the fact the moment came and went, with the Swedish bombshell, stealing his man. Grumbling, he slammed his door, and stormed on after the trio. He managed to catch up to them as they got in the lift. Dai kept giving Sven a look that would have Sven wanting to push the busty Swede Kitty girl out of the way, and slam Dai into the wall of the lift. But instead, he could only watch. After all, he was suppose to be her agent, and not there, to crack onto the Tour guide.

On reaching the foyer, Dai realised that Nanna Noonie, Nikolas and Maggie, had already gone out for the day, which left the four remaining to start the tour. He shrugged his shoulders and walked them out to the Hello Kitty Shuttle. Opening the door, he bowed as each got on, but found himself staring at Sven, almost like he wanted to say something. Course, Inga was already bouncing in her seat ready to go, and the two men simply nodded and got on the shuttle. Kraus checked his cell phone, then piped up and asked. “So where are we off to today, Dai?” The shuttle doors closed and he grinned, saying. “Hello Kitty! – Sanrio Puroland, Tokyo”

Sven may have missed out on a stolen kiss in his doorway, but now he knew that Dai felt something for him. They exchanged glances, and then he saw him, give him a smile, that had him melt, right there on the spot. He didn’t know where they were going, so long as he got the chance to be near Dai.

The Good, the Bad, and the Short

Players:
iShatteredSanity
LadyBelz
CharlotteCarrendar
Captain277
LuciL
Carrendar
HiEmpOpernonExodus

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iShatteredSanity: -That had been a rather interesting week in Prague. Murmurs and silent whispers kept talking about deaths in the Deathclub and finally the Christening took place. Of course the local media could not keep silent, but with no proof, they could not do anything. Plus there was the incident that someone had managed to get access in the main computers of every TV channel, radio station and on the internet, deleting files and leaving a warning behind: “Know your facts motherfuckers.”. Of course that made all those who bashed the Deathclub to shut their mouths, but it also made them getting more serious. Unknown to the staff and pretty much everyone, a person was selected to go in the Deathclub and collect dirt about everyone. And if one would that that this action would be the action of a gossip magazine, everyone would be surprised to know that it was a person chosen by a united front of TV and radio stations to see if those rumors and silent whispers were true; about the deaths. Well, that was something that could perhaps make things interesting for the staff of the Deathclub. But anyway. A hacker had attacked those stations and bloggers and nobody knew who it was. It was said by experts that whoever did it, he or she was a pro among pros and that it would require at least two people to inflict such damage. Poor fellas, if only they knew that this was done by only one individual who was using only his right hand to type on the keyboard while eating pizza with the other and it only took him about 20 minutes. But such idiocy was to be expected after all. As for the work of the mysterious hacker who was none other than Alexandros himself? Well, lets just say that one of the major issues for everyone who worked and/or was associated with the Deathclub, that was taken care of. At least for some time the Russians would not bother to even touch anyone since they had suffered enough damage. On Demetrios’ orders all the computers used by Nikolai and Yuri were destroyed, but Alexandros went a few steps forward by hacking into the bank accounts of theirs, stealing the money from there and of course moving all that into a ghost account that he used so that he could not be tracked down. Of course after such a thing, the motherfuckers would think a few times before laying a hand on anyone from the Deathclub. As for the internet channel that was exploiting Mia, that was also taken good care of. It seemed as if Demetrios was blessed, having a friend of his who was also a hacker, and a pro among pros as some people called him, to appear at such a time. As for Helena, well, that kitten was finally calm and she had regained her usual bitchy self. She had some good time with Mia, even though they only slept together, but at least she was free of all that stress. And so Helena was once again inside the office, but this time she was not looking at the monitors, no. This time she was already in the middle of having a tasty dinner that only her adorable Anna could offer; which was nothing else than fucking Anna’s brains out using her tongue alone before things getting even more heated and getting the strapon to fuck Anna silly. Ahhh, at least those ladies seemed to have some good time together. Demetrios? Well, Demetrios was also good. He had Dix and that was all that he could ask for. And so, another Saturday night in Prague. The lights outside the club were on, the red neon sign lighting the area as well, Ivan and Nikolai standing outside the doors, the music as usual shaking the very building, the staff inside ready in their respective places, and the line of people to walk in was huge as well. Another Saturday night for the Deathclub. But what was going to happen this time? Nobody knew, but they would all know by the end of the night.-

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CharlotteCarrendar: Saturday night. Death Club. The place to be and be seen. Now viewed by many in the media as one of the most dangerous clubs in Prague, its notoriety had now served to create a new and more sophisticated client base. Stars, models, advertising executives, and rock royalty, were now making it their number one destination, when staying in Prague for business….or pleasure. Some had taken this new influx with delight, in particular, the escorts and high paid call girls, that paraded their sex and delectable goods, as though it was a swanky sex meat market. To others, it was just another club. Dixie, was out in the dock, signing for a consigment of crates, mostly beers from Heineken. She scibbled her name and then dated it, before handing it back to the driver. The storeman was moving the stock into place, with the forklift, and Dixie gave him a wink and a smle, as she headed back to the back room behind the bar. On turning the corner, Nickolas, came out from the staff change room, wearing black leather pants and a crisp white cotton shirt. He actually looked better than the first night she met him at the bar, the fish net top had made him appear gay, and if he was gay, he sure would be a favourite, since he was hung like John Holmes. Nikolas flicked up his collar and then made a double gun action with his fingers, pointed at Dixie and grinning. “Its the Skip…how you doin’, babe?” Dixie rolled her eyes and reached out to grab the handle for the bar room door, and gave Nikolas a sideways glance. “It’s Dix…only one who can call me Skip is Rocky. So, I cut you a deal. I won’t call you Swiss Cheese, and you don’t call me Skip. We got a deal, Cheddar?” Yes, Dix thought of Nikolas as being nothing more than a big piece of Cheese. Swiss in particular, since he was swiss, and his shirt last week was…holy. Nikolas gave his large bulge a rub and then winked at Dix slyly. “You got some cheek…I like that.”- Dixie then saunted up to Nikolas and reached up and dug her nails into Nikolas’s nipples, twisting and pinching them hard. “And my boyfriend, will rearrange your face, if you come in two feet of me. We clear? -Dixie snarled through gritted teeth- “So, you keep the comments to yourself, or..*she then twisted so hard he would scream in pain*…I ‘m gonna make sure that you are no longer viewed as Nick the Dick, but, Turtle man, when I make sure your cock head never sees the light of day again. Alright?” – Dixie let go as Nikolas shed a tear and patted his burning nipples. “OKAY!…god…mommy, ow ow ow.”- Dixie opened the door to the bar room, and who should be listening, none other than Maggie, who had her ear to the door and fell forward as the door was pulled. “Ack!..Eh, sorry, being a bit of a flute. Nick!…Oooo why the face, what she do to ya? Ya poor Feen.”- Nikolas went off quietly to the fridges out the back to find ice for his nipples, and Maggie held a hand out as he walked on by “Grand…don’t say hello. Not like I did anything rotten to ya, Bogger.” Dixie just took it on herself to leave them both, and re entered the club, going straight to work, serving the first patron of the night, only looking back to see Maggie come behind her, and then side step her. She was well aware that Dix wasn’t fussed with her, and Maggie now made it her mission to get on Dixie’s good side. “So like I had this horse and he was totally bullin…you know. Got completely plastered and ended up pissing in the sink in the kitchen at the squat I am living in, right? Who pisses in the sink…when you can just open a window, ya know?” Dixie grimmaced and wished she had brought ear plugs, to block Maggie’s shocking accent and incessant chatter. Dixie watched through the crowd, as she pulled a beer, and wondered how Demetrios would go this night. The first time back since the exectution death of Viktor. <3>

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LadyBelz: -Mia stood in her flat, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her blue eyes stared back at her, a question in their depths: did she want to go to the club now or later? There was a small voice in the back of her mind telling her she was crazy to expose herself in such a way, who knew how many of Yuri’s associates were out there? But she was made of sterner stuff. He may have broken her body, but he was not going to break her mind and spirit. Bitchsmacking that voice in her head and kicking her in the cunt for extra measure, she turned away from the mirror and into her bedroom. Grabbing her favorite trench coat and the black garment bag draped across the bed, she made sure everything was off or locked up before heading downstairs. She grabbed a passing cab and jumped in, giving the driver the address for the club as she sat back in the seat. She looked down at the garment bag in her lap, caressing it almost lovingly. The driver, having glanced in his rear mirror to check traffic as he pulled away from her building, saw the smirk that graced her lips and wondered who the lucky sod was that would get a chance at Ms Mia this evening. Having been to the club before, he was one of the many who had drooled over the beautiful Italian-American woman. He had wanted her with a passion that damn near frightened him, but when the time came to approach her for her services, he had been like a schoolboy with a crush and had run away with his dick tucked between his legs. Even now, sneaking glances of her in the mirror as he drove, was making his dick hard in his pants and he had to shift every few minutes to relieve the pressure on his balls. Twice he nearly ran off the road as his glances kept getting longer and longer. Mia, firmly aware of the effect she was having, continued to stare out the window, but her hands weren’t idle. She was slowly rubbing them up and down her thighs beneath her coat, the tips of her fingers making a quiet rasping sound against her skin that reached the ears of the driver. She even closed her eyes at one point and let out a quiet “oh” of pleasure that made the driver, ears beet red, almost run them into a telephone pole before he quickly righted his car. Chuckling to herself, she settled herself more firmly in the seat as they headed deeper into the city.-

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Carrendar: One call. One freaking phone call that ruined the whole damn day. Igniatus had been dreading this call. The once a blue moon call from her parents back in the US. They never called, they were too busy with other things. When they did, it was always a argument  Always having something to do with her going back to school, or finding a better job then a street musician. Things she didn’t want to do. To sum up the whole argument (though it only lasted about five minutes, it went as followed) Parents: “Go back to school.” Iggy: “I can’t.” Parents: “Kain would.” Iggy: “Kain’s dead. I know, it’s a huge inconvenience for everyone.” Parents: “Don’t speak of the dead in such a ill tone.” Iggy: “Goodbye.” Then she’d hang up and punch a few things, pissed off clearly. This happend maybe around one hour before DC would open. One hours to kill, one hours to cool off before the fun could begin. She started for her room, slamming the phone down onto the table when of course uncle Ben had to get his two cents in. Benjamin: “They didn’t mean to bring up Kain.” Spinning around, she shot a glare at him. Iggy: “The hell if they didn’t. Uncle they always pull that on me. Always. As if they’re trying to guilt me into it.” Benjamin: “Iggy, call them back. You need to apo-” But Iggy was already at the front door, not bothering to grab her phone or purse. Forget going to her room like a scowled hound, lets just leave. Benjamin: “Igniatus, get back here!” Heh, she was already gone. Gah, just fuck the world! And everyone in it. She slammed the door behind her, seeing red. Her hair was a mess, wearing no make up. Nothing. Iggys dress was black leather, red lining it, crossing over her chest and around her neck, holding the dress up. With that followed smoothed light tanned legs and black heels. Decent, but not perfect for a night out. Yes, she walked to DC. Took a hour or so, and by that time she saw the big neon sign, her hands shaking for a cigarette. “Christ.” She muttered, crossing her arms over her chest and taking her place in the line, pacing in place as she waited to get inside to have a nice big fucking glass of vodka.

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iShatteredSanity: -The club had already began filling with life. More and more regulars arrived, nodding at Ivan and Nikolai who nodded back, but of course as usual they checked for IDs or driving licenses in order to let someone in. While they had gotten friendly with some folks, they still had a job to do, and they became much more serious after Inga, their shining star, was severely injured. They had declined entrance to a few, asking them to go back in their houses and returning with an ID or a driving license, and had kicked a few others who did not comply. But such was the life of the bouncer, and some of the patrons knew that all too well. For the others who did not or were so ignorant and arrogant, they would learn it the hard way. As more and more people began entering the club, they could feel the bass pushing them backwards from the sheer volume of it, yet it was not a sound that could make one’s ears hurt. The bouncers were already walking around while some others were stationed in their respective areas; bar, lounge, pole dancing, torture/exhibition, sensual room, escort office, BDSM section and of course Helena’s office. And speaking of which, if one thought that they would be lucky to be outside Helena’s office, they were all mistaken. That was the worst spot to be, but they did not matter. They were getting paid to do their job, plus they could fuck whoever they wanted later on. Now, Helena. She was too busy making her beloved pet moan, groan and let out screams of pleasure. One could think that it was something that she did since she was stressed and afraid, but the truth is that she did it because she was finally free and the one who haunted her very life was out of the equation. At least the bitch got some pussy, so she was good. Outside the club again. While the line was slowly getting smaller and smaller, the roaring sound of a motorcycle echoed on the walls of the old buildings while a voice was heard shouting.- [Voice.] “PIO GRIGORA MALAKA! MONO TOSO MPOREIS NA PAS?! (translation: FASTER ASSHOLE! IS THAT THE FASTEST YOU CAN GO?!)” –Whoever spoke, he spoke in Greek and the driver also replied in Greek.- [Driver.] “Skase re malaka! Exei kosmo mprosta. (translation: Shut up asshole! There is a crowd ahead.)” –And once the driver spoke, the person behind him nodded. And then it was the loud screeching sound of the breaks and the tires on the ground as the driver stopped right in front of the line where some people were scared and moved backwards.- [Driver.] “Morons, I am in no mood to play pinball with your asses.” –The driver said and shrugged his shoulders as the other guy behind him laughed. Of course the bouncers knew who the driver was and they nodded upwards.- [Ivan.] “Flashy entrance as usual Demetrios.” –Ivan said and Nikolai chuckled as the driver who was none other than Demetrios parked the Ducati on the side and turned off the engine, putting the keys in his pocket.- [Demetrios.] “That’s because I am good.” –He said and laughed as the other guy behind him rolled his eyes.- “But yeah, meet my friend Alexandros. He will be a regular from now on. And he is with me.” –Demetrios said and pointed Alexandros with his right hand thumb while looking at them both in their eyes and nodding. They looked at each other and nodded back at Demetrios. Ivan and Nikolai were two people who learned about Demetrios being the owner after the Inga incident, but their pride did not allow them to betray his trust and reveal that secret.- [Nikolai.] “Very good. Go inside.” –He said and opened the doors for Demetrios and Alexandros who was checking out some chicks on the line.- [Demetrios.] “Come inside you asshole, you will hit on her later on.” –He said and grabbed Alexandros by the shoulder and dragged him inside as Alexandros mimicked the phone with his right hand and looked at the blonde chick who was dressed like a lolita.- [Alexandros.] “Call me beautiful. Or find me inside. And, hey fucker, I can walk,” –He spoke the last words to Demetrios and began walking on his own inside the club. Demetrios was dressed different this day, his black boots of course, blue ripped jeans and a white shirt with a jacket over it. Alexandros was dressed in his own unique style as usual, black sneakers, shorts, a black T-shirt and handwarmers with tribal designs on them.- [Demetrios.] “lets grab a drink.” –He said and Alexandros followed him towards the bar. Once at the bar Demetrios looked at Dix and smiled as he leaned towards her to get a kiss from his love while Alexandros rolled his eyes.- [Alexandros.] “Dude, I don’t want any honey on the floor. Come on.” –And Demetrios flipped him off while waiting for that kiss from his beloved one.-

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie’s night was made right then and there, as Demetrios appeared at the bar, along with his friend, Alexandros, who Dixie had met on several occasions. Dix leaned over the condiments and ice and planted a kiss upon Dem’s lips, before pulling back and showing off her new T, a classic Nirvana shirt, that she had picked up in some retro market just off the main street. It was a darn sight better than her tattered rag of a shirt she had been wearing around the garage, but it was probably obvious that Dem would rather see her out of it. “Tasting great, babe.” – Dix said, smacking her lips, before getting right to it and lining up vodka shots, since it seemed to be the usual order. Following that of course with Grey Gooses in extra large glasses, two to be precise. “Looks like we are getting quite the crowd tonight. Going to be working my ass off.”- she joked, and then skipped up along behind the bar to serve a group of business men, that also had taken their places at the bar. Maggie watched the interaction between Dix and Dem and smiled brightly. “I see the Skip got herself a real heavy ride. Lucky!…Deadly in fact.”= course, she was using a lot of irish slang and didn’t make much sense to Dixie, who slid past Maggie to serve another customer wanting a beer. “Get a move on, Mags. Start shaking your clover, or I am going to smash a bottle, and bend you over.”- Nick came in from the back, wet stains where the ice had been on his nipples, and he heard Dix threaten Maggie and he actually suffered some shrinkage. “Oh…she is going to kill someone by the end of the night.”- Dix heard him and chortled. “I will if you don’t get serving, Cheddar.” <3>

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LadyBelz: -15 minutes later, they pulled up outside of the club where she could see the lines were already forming, stretching down a full block and around a corner some three buildings down. She leaned over the seat, her mouth near the driver’s ear.- “How much do I owe you?” -she murmured, ghosting her breath across his ear. Stammering and swallowing hard, he looked at the meter, but his vision was so blinded with lust, he couldn’t read the numbers correctly.- “S-Se-vv-ee-n C-Crr-o-wwn-s.” -She reached an arm around him, a ten note pinched between index and thumb, slowly running the bill up and down his chest through his open shirt. He quickly found it hard to breathe as the scent of her perfumed skin permated every fiber of his body. If he got any harder, he’d end up poking a hole through his jeans and using his cock as a stick shift. Her hand moved downward, brushing against said appendage and he felt his stomach drop into his toes. She caressed him through the coarse fabric, nibbling on his neck as she did so before she gently released him, dropping the note in his lap and dragging her tongue upwards to lick the shell of his ear.- “Keep the change.” -she whispered, voice husky before she climbed from the cab, a self-satisfied smirk on her face. Ivan and Nikolai simply shook their heads as Mia walked past them, staring at the poor cabbie who sat dazed and horny in the front seat of his cab. Ivan stepped up to his door and knocked on the window, startling the man out of his lust-induced haze.- “You block traffic. Move.” -the driver, intimidated by the man’s size, stepped on the gas and peeled out, glancing in the mirror to see Ivan laughing at him as he drove away. He was going to call in sick the rest of his shift to go home and have the mother of all masterbation sessions.-

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Carrendar: Igniatus realized that pretty much everything she needed was back at the house. ID, money.. Phone in case something goes wrong. Benjamin would be furious when he found out she had come to DC, all the talk of the murders had put up red flags, and he told her straight up she wasn’t allowed there any more  Not that she would listen. He may be her uncle, but he was not in control of her. She was 22 years old. She was responsible. Right? Wrong. So.. So very wrong. As the line began to dwindle, she wondered if the dear gigantic guards outside would let her in without being carded. With the roar of the motorcycle  Igniatus didn’t bother to look, before more giants appeared, this time one looking out for the ladies. She noticed he was eying the girl in front of her, and she took a step back as if to give the girl some room to flirt, looking away in annoyence, and to blush. The man was a decent looking guy, and she couldn’t help but imagine him talking to her and asking for her number, or to dance, etc. etc. Once it was her turn, she gritted her teeth and forced a smile, looking up at the men. “E-e-evening, gents.” She greeted them, before looking down at herself and scoffing. ” ‘m af-fraid I-I-I forgot al-l-l my s-s-s-s-tuff.” She smiled softly, then continued. “B-B-ut as-s y-you can s-see. ‘Tis impossible f-for me t-t-t-t-o be-be of any t-t-rouble.” And this was true. Her dress was skin tight, and right above her thigh, no way in hell she could concel a weapon, not even in her 32C jugs. She hoped this gave enough evidence to prove she wasn’t going to be Miss Trouble. If not, and they sent her away, she would go. With little to no fight, knowing full well the requirements to enter. Of course she could try to seduce her way in. Hm.. Twisting a left foot she craned it up slightly to were the tip of her shoe was on the ground, the rest lifted up, twisting it into the ground as she bit down on a right index finger, smiling slyly at the two. Maybe playing Miss Cute would do the trick? The energy of the crowd was already making her feel better, the beat of the music awakening her soul to drag her into dance. Should the two allow her in, she’d make her way through the crowd, dancing her way to the bar towards the bartending beautiful ladies. The only two people in these club she recognized (besides that gorgeous Mia, whom she’d dare not lay eyes on or she’d have to stick a few in right then.) It was there she found herself a seat and sat down, glancing back at the ground then at those beside her, wiggling her fingers at them and winking. Calm, fun night. Nothing to ruin the mood any more, just relax and have fun, ja?

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iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios had a wide smile on his face as his lips made contact with Dix’s, licking them afterwards.- [Demetrios.] “Of course it does. I tasted the best honey ever.” –He said and winked to Dix, looking at her behind the bar and somehow wanting to do her on the spot, not caring about any other fucker in there. Damn she was beautiful and Demetrios acted like an elementary school kid who had gotten a gift and never wanted to part it. And on her comment about working that ass of hers at work, Alexandros looked at Demetrios who kept looking at Dix.- [Demetrios.] “I would love to see that ass at work. But that’s a story not for the faint of heart.” –He said and winked at Dix who was pouring the drinks. Alexandros looked down at Demetrios crotch, patting it and nodding a few times as Demetrios looked at Alexandros while inclining his head to the right.- [Alexandros.] “Yeah, hard on; check. Libido; Check. Two horndogs who given the right chance they can go wild; check. Systems all green, you are ready to go.” –Alexandros said and sat on a stool as Demetrios shook his head while laughing.- [Demetrios.] “You are an asshole, asshole.” –He said between his laughter as Alexandros took a low bow.- [Alexandros.] “Arigato.” –Demetrios shook his head as he finally settled down and sat down on the stool, looking at the crowd that was coming inside and began filling the club.- [Demetrios.] “Looks like tonight will be a good night.” –He said and Alexandros looked at the crowd too, nodding his head.- [Alexandros.] “Yeah, so it seems.” –Suddenly Alexandros spotted that girl from the line and a devious smirk made its appearance on his facial expressions.- “Well, good night for me. Save me the seat, I will be back, and maybe with some company.” –Alexandros said and stormed off, not waiting for Demetrios to say a single thing.- [Demetrios.] “It’s always a good night for me asshole.” –He said while chuckling and looked at Dix, HIS Dix, while smiling. Alexandros had found the Lolita dressed girl from earlier and he began dancing with her while not losing the chance to actually feel her body, something that she did not like at first, but after a few moments she did not worry about it anymore. Meanwhile outside, Ivan and Nikolai looked at the cockroach who tried to seduce them before looking at each other. And then it was Ivan who spoke.- [Ivan.] “Sorry miss. No entrance for you. It does not matter even if you strip here and suck us both, no ID, no entry.” –The Russian man said in that heavy Russian accent of his. Nikolai nodded at Ivan’s words and looked at the line again.- [Nikolai.] “Next.” –He said and checked the ID, motioning the entrance.- “Go inside. Next.” And the same pattern was repeated for the next couple.-

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Every so often, Dixie would take stolen glances at Demetrios as she served the other patrons, going into full battle barmaid mode. Taking orders, six or more off the bat, then reaching for glasses and slamming them down as she took up bottle after bottle, twirling them and pouring, with marked precision. Light on her feet, she twirled to the fridges, snatching out bottles of Heinicken and sliding them along the bar, tops uncapped, and the punters paying her well with the tips jar getting full. Nick was now moving at a much more productive speed, and had become something of an attraction to the business dames of Prague, one such woman was Priscella De Luva, better known to her friends as Prissy Vulva. She was observing Nick’s huge appendage with a monocle  and fanning herself as she waited for her drink to be poured. Now, Priscella was about 75 years old, and would give Nanna Noonie a run for her money, in the beauty stakes. But what Noonie lacked in dress sense and style, Prissy was certainly like a 50′s chanel suit that had not been taken out of moth balls for the past fifty years. Nick, was sorta put off by the woman’s fanning, the way she did it suggested that if she fanned any harder, the vibrations were set to topple her off her seat. “One…screaming orgasm…Madame.” he said graciously, as he slid over the cocktail before the Dame. “Oh..Nikolas…I must say you are…very…well hung, and I have a proposition for you. Ever role played a well hung stable boy to a beautiful virgin milk maid?” – Maggie, who had something of a crush for Nick, over heard this and looked up in shock. “What?” <3>

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LadyBelz: -The attitude in the club, for the moment, was one of carefree debauchery and drunken revelry. Things seemed back to normal, although there was still a gap at the bar, where Inga’s larger-than-life presence was still missed. But Mia’s motto – Life goes on – was forefront in her mind as she sat in the darkest corner of the club, hidden from the eyes of the staff, patrons and the eyes and ears of the cameras scoping every inch of the place. Upon arriving, she had gone upstairs and changed and was back on the main floor before anyone noticed she was there, simply keeping to herself, relaxed for once. A nearly-smoked cigarette was clenched between her teeth as she watched everyone work around her, getting a feel for the mood of the place. She had spotted several famous faces already, and had no doubt in her mind they were only here for the notoriety the place would give them in the entertainment sheets. She also had to wonder if Helena was up in her regal tower, surveying all that she was commanded to do while her little pet did everything in her power to get the woman out of her clothes. After the interlude in her apartment earlier in the week, Mia was slightly disappointed to find the woman gone when she awoke the following morning but understood the why of it, or so she thought. But she needed to do something that would top her chair routine from last weekend and had taken a few days to think of something. She finally came up with one that would blow everyone’s minds when they witnessed it. Mia smirked as she adjusted part of her costume for her act later in the night. One of the waitresses passed by her hidden corner and either scented her cigarette or caught a glimpse of the burning ember from the corner of her eye, for she stopped, placing her tray on the table.- (Waitress): “Mia, vhat are you doing over here? A few of zee regulars ask for youz.” -Mia looked at the young woman, who was dressed only in a hot pink thong and a black apron with the name of the club emblazoned on the front.- (Mia): “Biding my time. Got something big planned for later that I’m hoping will have a few people stopping to get their rocks off.” -she replied, glancing around the room.- (Waitress): “Vell, don’t take long. You know Helena and she hate you more than others.” -the waitress warned, picking up her tray.- (Mia): “I’m not afraid of the Devil Woman. Bring me my usual, would ya, Dollface?” -Mia grinned, lighting a cigarette. The waitress nodded and headed off to pick up other orders. Mia crossed her legs at the knee and sat further back in the dark, smoking her cigarette in peace and waiting for the opportune moment to strike.-

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HiEmpOpernonExodus::There was a thud against the rubbage in the dumpster. Inside the bag just tossed is Wolfgang. He finally stirs with a majorheadache. Where he was he didn’t know. All he could remember was a human trafficking deal between some Russians and the Cartel. Wolfgang and his five brothers were sent with another guy to make sure money was transferred. During the transfer however the Russians shot the one of the gang members. TWolfgang’s five brothers fled andleft poor littl wolfgang behind as Wolfgang was only 2′.05″ and it was possible they forgot him. In his brashness of his nature he starts yelling after then only to get chased down by a russian, bagged in a trashbag and beaten unconscious. A week ago on a saturday those same russians came to Prague. They threw Wolfgang’s body while still in a bag in the dumpster thinking he was dead. Now awake Wolfgang traveled the streets where a red suited man spotted him and found him of interest. For a week now Wolfgang was in an underground fight club for small people. It was again Saturday and Wolfgang travels to a place rumored as Death club where a week ago a group of Russian mobsters were shot. In his curiousity he goes to the club looking for leads to find these russians. Because Lobito (little wolf) wanted revenge. (C):: ~ ::Wolfgang walks up to the two bouncers whowere more than at least 5 times his size. He was waiting to get in when they passed him up a couple times. In his anger he yells up at the nearest one like a chiuaua at the ankles of a pitbull.:: “Hey ese you passed me like 5 times! Let me in already you chibrone! I wanna party eh! Yo tengo que ir con las perras bonitas dentro!” (Translation: I need to party with the pretty bitches inside!”) ::He throws his hands up gesturing a “so what’s up man?” as he waits a reply.::

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LuciL: – Standing in the que with the rest of the patrons, a porcelain face, blue doe eyed young woman tapped her foot impatiently, her auburn hair was slicked up into a high bun that was adorned with jewels at the front. Holding her ID tight in her left manicured hand, her judgemental eyes drifted to the attire of the women in line. “Excuse me please, can someone tell me the dress code here” the woman that was standing behind her wearing a tiny skirt that flashed her white panties and a corset that pumped up her barely there breasts shot the auburn hair woman a Look “If you don’t like it, what you are doing here honey bunch?” Shrugging her shoulders the snobby British woman pointed to the Death club sign as it shone in its brightly neon colour “One of my girl friends works in here and she told me to come see her from London, had to see what the big deal is?” The scantily clad woman chuckled and shook her head “You’re going to have an eye opener…”// Elsewhere trotting down the stairs and out onto the street outside the Savoy apartments, Sabina flashed Raduz a devilish grin and twirled on the spot and flung out her arms to the side before planting them on her hips “You are drooling more than usual Raduz” The chauffeur quickly cleared his throat, shifted himself on the spot and opened the passenger door “I take it, you got a performance in mind for tonight” swinging the black leather lasso in her hand before tying it to her black latex panties that held up bright red patterned stockings Sabina nodded “Been practising it since yesterday” She slid into the seat allowing Raduz to close the door and walk to the drivers seat. Checking out her reflection in the side mirror, Sabina double checked on her make-up and black frilly bikini. She was a mix of “domme” and western cowgirl, she just hoped the crowds would like her performance.~ The black tinted car soon pulled up in front of the Deathclub and Raduz helped Sabina out, the que who was waiting to get inside saw the pink hair Romanian and some of the regular patrons waved at her and wolf whistled. Surprised that some had already recognised her despite all the events that was going down inside the Deathclub it made Sabina smile, she blew a kiss and winked at a couple “Hope to see you all inside darlings” Her Romanian accent purred out causing a group of boys (probably here for a bux night) swoon at her and bow down to her. Shaking her head, Sabina walked straight up to Ivan and Nikolai who were busy staring at a two foot Mexican who was arguing at them “Hey ese you passed me like 5 times! Let me in already you chibrone! I wanna party eh! Yo tengo que ir con las perras bonitas dentro!” Sabina paused mid-step into the club after Ivan let her inside “They just getting started Sab” he mumbled quietly to her and she sighed in relief and nodded, bending down to the Mexican man being mindful of the lasso that jiggled against her hips and exposing a nice amount of cleavage she grinned at him cheekily “Flash your ID handsome, these boys will let you in after” Standing upright, she grinned at the chuckling Nikolai and entered the club.

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iShatteredSanity: -Inside Helena’s office. Helena and Anna had finished another round of ramming Anna’s pussy. They were both lying on the floor, trying to catch up their breaths. Of course Helena did not need much time, but that could not be said for Anna who was very close to getting a heart attack.- [Anna.] “Mistress, i am glad that you are back on your usual self. Don’t scare me again, okay?” –Anna said as she rest her head on Helena’s stomach as Helena ran her hand through Anna’s raven hair.- [Helena.] “Do not worry my dear. I am good now. And thank you for worrying about me. You are truly one of a kind. I am so glad that I found you. And as a prize, you can do me this time.” –Helena said and unbuckled the strapon so that Anna could take it. Anna’s eyes opened wide as she looked at her Mistress.- [Anna.] “M-M-M-Mistress? Thank you. Thank you very much!” –Anna shouted and she removed the strap on from her Mistress’ waist, bit still resting on her stomach.- [Helena.] “You are a good girl after all.” –Helena said and Anna purred, sending vibrations down Helena’s stomach as Helena let out a soft moan while licking her lips. || Meanwhile downstairs. Demetrios had already a few sips from his drink while looking at the game that the old lady was playing with the new barman. At least this time that moron was not asking for someone, aka Demetrios, to become a dentist and remove his teeth from his gums. But the whole situation was very funny. Demetrios knew that the old lady was someone important and well known, but he never gave a fuck about such trivial things. The only magazines he read were about motorcycles, and also some comic books and manga. Oh, and of course new designs for tattoos. Uhm, yeah, that was what he was mostly reading. He was silently smoking his cigarette while looking around him, for once feeling good and also being calm as everything was calm. It was like nothing ever happened. But of course there were some folks who were pointing him out and whispering about the incident of the previous week. Some of them even patted his shoulder and gave him thumbs up while congratulating him about what he did. But Demetrios was not someone who could kill for fun. He merely shrugged them off and drank his drink, smoked his cigarette and looked at the crowd, only to see Alexandros dancing like a moron in a dance that perhaps was something that aliens used to mate with each other. As for Alexandros, he did not care about anything else but having fun. And if that fun was with that Lolita chick, then all the better. After dancing for some time, Alexandros took the Lolita chick who revealed her name as Estella, and brought her in the bar.- [Alexandros.] Estella, meet Demetrios. An old friend of mine from when I was back in Greece. Asshole, meet Estella, a fine and kawaii Lolita chan.” –Alexandros said and his face got an expression that was more like a duckface rather than the cute :3 face that some characters did in manga and anime series.- [Demetrios.] “Pleased to make you’re an acquaintance Estella. As for you asshole, stop making the duckface otherwise I will show you the origins of it.” –Demetrios said and flipped Alexandros off again as Estella laughed while watching the two men. And the she took out a camera from her bag, looking at Demetrios and Alexandros.- [Estella.] “Would you mind if I took a picture of you two?” –She asked and both of them shrugged.- [Demetrios.] “Be our guest.” –He said and stood form the seat, rising on his full height, that of a bit over 7 feet in height, something that made Estella’s jaw almost fall on the ground.- [Estella.] “You are a giant! WOW!” –She said and shook her head to snap out of her surprise.- “But yeah, please say cheese!” –She said and both Demetrios and Alexandros held each other’s shoulders and flipped the lens. And ~click~, the sound was barely heard, but the flashlight lit the area. And then Estella kept the camera outside, taking a few more pics of the other people in the club as Demetrios and Alexandros sat on their seats and drank their drinks.- [Estella.] “Well, I think I have enough for now. I will take more later.” –She said and looked at the redhead barwoman.- “Excuse me? Please? Can I get a Cosmopolitan please? Thank you.” –She said and looked at the other two, smiling to them as Alexandros was nudging Demetrios’ sides while nodding. Demetrios could not help himself but smirk and shake his head. He only had eyes for one woman, and that was none other than his one and only Dixie.-

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Maggie was watching the exchange between Nick the Dick and the wily Prissy Vulva, as she was known. Prissy took a sip through her curly straw of her screaming orgasm cocktail, and smacked her lips, which caused her false teeth to chatter, and she followed it by, attempting to whisper lewdly at Nick. “Nikolas….I am a very rich woman, and I can make you the new model for my latest range of beauty products. “Bair” For hair removal. For men with hair growing in odd places. Ohh hu hu hu. Yessss. Oh…this drink is going to my head. I am so easy to please when I am tipsy. *she then coughed and said in a firm voice*..I will cut to the chase, I am hotter than a cat on a tin roof in summer time. I have the handcuffs in my purse, Sugar Drawers. Come give this woman a night to remember, hmm?”- Maggie’s eyebrows virtually disappeared up under her curly red bangs as she watched the old slag try to woo Nikolas with promises of wealth and fame, all for a simple fuck and tickle session in one of the rooms. But right on cue, another woman who had been taking photographs of Alex and Dem suddenly asked Maggie to serve her a Cosmopolitan. Maggie was torn between watching out for Nikolas, and doing her duty as a barmaid. “Yes…yes..uh…right. Grrr. “- Dixie swanned past and saw the spectacle for herself, and chortled to Maggie. “Only one way to deal with a fire breathing dragon like that?” Maggie got a shock. First off, Dixie was never nice to her, but for some strange reason, she seemed to be in aggreance, that Prissy Vulva was bad news. “What do I do?” Maggie whispered back, trying not to be bleeding obvious of a plot. Dixie chuckled and picked up the soda gun and handed it to Maggie. “Simply put the fire out.”- Maggie held the soda gun in her hand and then stared back at Prissy, who was licking her lips and pulling out a fist full of cash to pay Nikolas. Dixie took the order of the Cosmopolitan and slid it to the girl with camera. “Don’t look now, but…I think we are about to have a fire drill.” <3>

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LadyBelz: -Sending some signal that only the DJ understood, the lights dimmed even further and under the cover of darkness, Mia made her way to area behind centre stage, the runway that a majority of the strippers for the club used. She met up with 4 of the other girls who were in on the routine with her and made sure each was ready to do their part for the crowd. One of the bouncers took the time to set up their props for them, signalling to them when he was finished. Nodding to the DJ, he set the mood by changing the lighting in the club to pinks, yellows and oranges, while the music began to play

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*HiEmpOpernonExodus::In his arguing with the tall men a woman with pink hair flashed her breasts and he stops and grins widely:: “Hey hey hey! mamacita…let me grab on thos chi chis…i’ll stick a slachicha in em ya!” ::Then he hears her say flahs an I.D. and frowns:: “How I’m supposed to flash an I.D. when in america I aint even have a green card..man….” ::Watching the two big men start attending to some more patrons he sneaks past snickering:: “Who says being a 2 ft midget named cholo so low wouldn’t come in handy.” :He walks in looking around as he stops and smiles wide:: “Oh hell yeah ese! Quien dice que infierno no tener que lo angelos solo!” (Translation: Who says that hell cant have its own angels!”)) ::Wolfgang runs off into the crowd::

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iShatteredSanity: -Estella, the blonde Lolita dressed chick with the blonde hair, was observing the situation between the old lady that she had already recognized and the barman. The looks of the barman made her feel a tingle between her legs, but she was not there for that sort of business. Estella was none other than the reporter that was chosen for that job. She was young, nobody knew her and she was a clubber, so she was the perfect person for the job. And she was a woman, another plus. But she was careful enough so that her cover would not be blown by anyone. And finally her drink was there, but not from the redhead chick that she took he order, but from the other one with the black hair and that pale skin that was full of ink. Once Dix brought her the drink, Estella winked.- [Estella.] “Thank you doll.” –Estella said and had a sip from her drink before finally drinking the whole thing and shaking her head.- “Well, that was it. This drink is now in my hate list. So much for wanting to try it.” –She said again and Demetrios arched an eyebrow, but it was Alexandros who spoke.- [Alexandros.] “So, you just wanted to try that thing?” –Estella nodded.- [Estella.] “Yeah, I was curious about it. But I guess that my curiosity gets me in trouble sometimes.” –She said and giggled softly while hiding her mouth. Alexandros looked at Demetrios and nudged his side.- [Alexandros.] “Isn’t she fucking adorable? Kawaii Estella-Chan.” –Alexandros said and once again did that cute face like in the mangas, but a face that looked more like a duckface. Demetrios shook his head and had another sip from his drink while lighting another cigarette.- [Demetrios.] “I told you something that that duckface earlier. Don’t forget that I only warn people.” –Demetrios said and Alexandros coughed.- [Alexandros.] “Yeah, fine, fine. Estella, how about going somewhere more private? I can show you the place as well.” –Alexandros said and finished his drink in one large gulp, looking at Estella who grabbed her bag and held her camera in her right hand.- [Estella.] “Sure, lets go.” –Estella said and stood from her seat, offering her hand to Alexandros who took it and held it firmly in his own.- [Alexandros.] “The private rooms are upstairs, right?” –Alexandros looked at Demetrios as he asked that question. Demetrios nodded and Alexandros smirked.- “Good. Lets go kawaii Estella-Chan.” –Alexandros said and while holding Estella’s hand, they walked away from the bar and from Demetrios who was shaking his head.- [Demetrios.] “Good luck.” –He said and took another sip from his drink. And it was that moment when the music changed to some band called ‘Pussycat Dolls’ or something like that. It was that moment when the shining star of the club came on stage along with some other smoking hot girls, performing an act that was an insta boner move.- [Demetrios.] “Let the party begin then.” –He mumbled and looked at some folks who were already rubbing their pants, trying to ease the pain of their dicks.- “Oh yeah, the party just started.” –Of course he was talking about the poor men who could not hold back from drooling while he swore that he could see a pink cloud over their heads that pictured all those poor men, and women, fucking Mia as hard as they could. Back to Alexandros and Estella. They were passing through all the horny men and women who were staring at Mia as she performed, Alexandros not caring but Estella took a few pictures of both the men and the women who were performing. She also took a few pics of a few men with their hands inside their pants, obviously jerking off, something that made her giggle. Of course Alexandros’ taste did not include women like Mia, but he had to admit that she was smoking hot, just not his type. Seeing that Estella was done taking pictures, he took her inside one of the private rooms where he pinned her on the wall and kissed her. Estella posed no resistance, meaning that she wanted that as well. Be it that she was aroused by the barman or by Mia, she needed a good fuck. Putting the camera back in her bag, she slowly took off her clothes and she looked at Alexandros who was staring at her and cracked his neck.- [Alexandros.] “I am so going to love this.” –He said and went to unbutton his pants but Estella fell on her knees and slapped his hands away.- [Estella.] “Let me do it for you.” –She said and slowly unzipped his pants while breathing heavily over his member that was already growing. Once his pants were unzipped, his member poked out, covered by his black boxers. Estella giggled and she liked the tip over the boxers. Of course his member responded right away by pulsating and becoming harder.- “What do we have here. I guess that someone needs to be out.” –She said and Alexandros smirked deviously, but he did not say anything since she had pulled his boxers down, enough for his hard and throbbing member to come out and enter Estella’s warm and moist mouth right away.- [Alexandros.] “Take good care of him, alright?” –He said and looked at Estella who took his member down to her throat, purring loud and sending vibrations on the tip of his member, making him groan a bit.- “Yes, just like that.” –He said and began moving his hips back and forth, Estella following his movement and sucking him hard right from the start. || Meanwhile outside, Ivan and Nikolai had already spotted someone, if he was a man, who wanted to enter the club. Of course they did not pay any attention on that cockroach and just allowed him to walk inside. Worst case someone would step on him and crush him.-

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CharlotteCarrendar: – The crowd away from the bar, had all turned to see the star of the club, Mia start up a routine, that was reminiscent of Pussy Cat Dolls style performing. Naturally, every guy in the place, and a few women, were caught up, spell bound by the dancing and sharp moves of Mia and her girls. The lights flashed, crazy, rainbows, technicolour, strobes and the smoke machines, just to add to a live concert mix. Dix caught sight of Dem taking notice of Mia, and Dix frowned for a moment, taking a look again at how Mia was able to move and really strut her stuff. The customers had all turned from the bar, now watching the action, accept of course for Prissy Vulva, Maggie, and of course, Nikolas, who was staring at the roll of notes she produced, to tempt him to do her favour. Dix let the green eyes of jealousy leave her as she returned to watching the comedy act going on at the bar. Well, it was all set up. Maggie was nervously thumbing the switch on the soda gun, and had it held low. Prissy Vulva was now growing impatient, and had actually started to hump her own barstool, in a sickening display of Grannies gone wild. “That’s just nasty.”- Dixie chuckled and folded her arms, as a wicked grin appeared on her face. Without waiting further, she yelled out. “FIRE FIRE!” Nikolas took a step back and shouted “Where Where?!”- with Prissy sucking on her curly straw, oblivious to what was to come. Maggie held up the soda gun pointed at Prissy and then went “I GOT IT!!”- Pressing her finger down hard on the water button, the intense jet pressure of the water, acted like a cannon being fired,and blasted Prissy Vulva, right off her chair. She completely vanished from sight from the inside of the bar, and Dixe doubled over, cackling and hooting like the Joker, as it was the funniest thing she had ever seen. Nikolas was shocked, and as Maggie took her finger off the button and the water trickled to nothing, she shrugged her shoulders at Nikolas and said. “I just couldn’t stand the thought of her fake teeth locked around your cock.” Dixie was now coughing and unable to breathe as she held her sides. “AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!” – : Pulling up in a black cab out the front, was none other than the Chisolm twins, who had jointly decided to take a night away from the hotel, and perhaps catch some of the action of the city’s most dangerous club. Stepping out in a black leather ensemble, bustier, with nothing but satin panties, suspenders, and knee high fuck me boots, she looked very much in control. Her eyes hidden behind her dark aviator sunglasses, her makeup emaculate. Holding onto a long silver chain, that linked up to a collar around her twin’s neck, she gave it a light tug as her sister stepped out of the cab. “Time for some sweet fun, Candi. Going to show you off tonight. Might even give the girls in here a run for their money. We could even do a 69 in the VIP lounge, while those suits fap to us. Wouldn’t that be fun?”- she gave the chain another tug, and wandered up to the bouncers, giving them the once over. “Willy Wonka ordered his sweets. There is going to be a whole lot of sucking going down tonight.”- she joked. Funny thing was…she meant it. <3>

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LadyBelz: -Turning to face the crowd, the girls bent at the waist, grinding their asses against their men, while the men slapped them in return. The girls then dropped their bodies low, going down into a split before bringing their legs together and spinning around, throwing out their hand so the men could pull them up into their arms. The girls curled a leg around their (the men) backs, allowing them to be dipped backward, then being jerked upright once more. They used the hard bodies as a slide, slithering down until their mouths were level with the nice packages before them and giving them a small kiss before crawling between their legs. They came up behind the men, peeking around their sides at the crowd as they used both hands to squeeze the tight asses in front of them. The men smirked as the girls moved back around to the front. The hottie Mia was dancing with, decided to up the ante a bit and while she was distracting the crowd, reached for her jacket and ripping it from her body, thinking it would upset her somehow to expose her nudity to the crowd. Apparently the other guys didn’t let him on the secret of Ms Mia De Luca. Beneath the the topcoat and attached shirt, she wore absolutely nothing and the girls ran free to the excitement of the crowd. Far from being annoyed or upset, Mia loved it, turning to face the man and seductively squeezing her tits to his hungry gaze. With a laugh, she grabbed his head and shoved him face first into her cleavage, making sure he got his money’s worth for the experience. Not thrown off their routine one bit, the other men and girls laughed at his expense as Mia pushed him away from her. As she continued to move around him, she took a moment to whisper in his ear:- “That one was for free…next time, it will cost more.” -She moved back around him, giving him a wink as the ending notes of the song echoed through the club. The crowd cheered as the 5 men and women took a bow. The chants of “Mia! Mia!” began as they were leaving the stage and Mia ran back out, tits bouncing freely while she waved and blew kisses before heading backstage. Oh it was a good night to be her. Congratulating the others on a job well done, she made her way behind the DJ’s booth where she had a less chance of being spotted and took the back stairs up to the escorts room. Unfortunately, this way passed by Helena’s office and she could clearly hear the screams and moans of passion emanating through the wood. Shaking her head, she continued down the hall to the escorts room to shower and change so that she could continue doing her job.-

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Captain277: *Candice shifted nervously in her seat as they pulled up to the Death Club. Her sister had dressed her in an outrageous and altogether scandalous manner; a pair of black, heart-shaped pasties that were far too small to hide all of her areola had been applied, and then off-set by a white mesh long-sleeved top that stopped just above her belly-button. Unwilling to leave the pristine shirt undisturbed, Corsica had ripped gaping holes in the fabric, showing off patches of bare skin that had barely been hidden away to begin with. Candice’s thick, black collar had been modified, and a silver chain had been added to it; an addition which she didn’t entirely mind, even if she worried that it gave off the wrong impression. Corsica had forced her to squeeze into a pair of boy shorts that functioned more like a thong, and Candice had begun to develop serious concerns that she might chafe if left in them for too long. Wearing white thigh-high boots that had been laced up on the car-ride over, Candice looked altogether like a mix between a stripper and a street-walker, and she knew that this was exactly what Corsica had intended. Corsica tugged her out of the car by the chain, and Candice fell obediently into step behind her sister, drawing to a halt at the door, eyes cast down at the ground. Her face lit up a bright red as Corsica a lot of sucking. Instinctively, one of Candice’s hands moved to cover up her stomach, and she looked away from the bouncers, back at the cab. It was too late now, however, and Candi resigned herself to her fate.*

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The Good, the Bad, and the Short – Part Two

Players:
iShatteredSanity
LadyBelz
CharlotteCarrendar
Captain277
LuciL
Carrendar
HiEmpOpernonExodus

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HiEmpOpernonExodus::Wolfgang cursing and kicking people’s shin as they unconsciously bu,p their hips into his head. at one point some girls pussy hit him in the face and he grinned:: “Oh hell yeah do that again!” ::ironically it happens again and he flies on the ground sliding between the legs of a couple couples and hititng his head on the stage:: “Shit. I never wanna stop having a hangover if this what happen here..hell yeah-” ::he stops short as a woman wearing no top and totally showing her breasts walks by him. He chuckles mischeviously as he runs up behind her and slaps her ass hard before running off in the driection of the bar:: “Culos y mas culos. Yo amo las noche en la prague. Fiesta de la vida!” ((Translation: Asses and more asses. I love the night in prague. party of the life!”)) “Let’s get this party jumping!” ::he runs up to the bar which he can’t see over and yells.:: “Hey misses waistress let me get a shot of tequilla…fuck choosing wisely..make it five shots im trying to get hammered! and some chicks gonna get nailed with my little friend!”

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LuciL: The bar was packed with Dixie and the two new bartenders serving the crowd that had fluctuated and spilling around. The dance floor was packed and many of the escorts had already taken up their spots on poles or within the cages, Sabina could not find Mia that was until one of her favourite songs “Don’t cha” came pounding through the speakers, turning her head Sabina grinned seeing Mia come out onto the main stage this time with four other women, but not just women soon a group of burly men followed that even Sabina was staring at them. Now she did not like muscle but she could not stop staring at the group perform. Still bopping on her feet, one hand in the air and cheering with the rest of the crowd, Sabina found a round bar table near the centre of the club that had a couple of people drinking at it, Sabina’s dark eyes lit up and she grinned brushing past the crowds who recognised her pink hair from metres away a couple of eager men jumping to her side “Didn’t think you would come tonight…” One of them whispered in Sabina’s ear “I always come…fashionably late” Sabina winked up at him and pecked his cheek, the patrons at the table saw her heading their way and cheered loudly parting the way for the woman to climb onto the centre of the round table. Sabina sat down upon it, crossing one leg over the other as another ‘fan’ approached her carrying a glass of Black Russian complete garnished with a stick of cherries “For me, why thank you” Sabina accepted the glass all too eagerly taking her first glass for the night placing the cup between her thighs where every man around her wanted to be obviously. Popping the cherry stick into her mouth, she jumped onto the stool and whooped with delight at the girls performing  cheering with the rest of the crowd “Ai tras-l Mia/You nailed it Mia!” the glass of Black Russian would have smashed into the crowd if it wasn’t for the quick hands of the man who had bought the drink for her “Quick hands…I like that” Sabina smirked at him.

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iShatteredSanity: -Inside the private room, Alexandros had just came inside Estella’s mouth and he looked at her as she had swallowed some of the cum while letting some of it slip the left side of her lips, licking it clean afterwards. That was something that made Alexandros chuckle as he took off his shirt and tossed it on the pile of clothes on the side. Estella herself had already walked towards the table where she got on all fours with her ass facing Alexandros as she shook it. Damn, that was a nice view and Alexandros was still hard.- [Alexandros.] “Yup, I am so gonna enjoy this.” –He said and unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers and tossing them on the pile of clothes on the side, removing his arm warmers as well. Then he approached Estella and spanked her asscheeks a few times, making that slightly tanned skin of hers turn red and radiating heat, but Estella did not even flinch, instead she moaned loud, asking him to spank her harder and harder, something that Alexandros actually enjoyed. Now her ass cheeks were red with his own hand prints on them and Estella kept shaking her ass.- [Estella.] “Come in big boy.” –She said in a lustful tone as Alexandros nodded his head and the tip of his member slid between her mound, sliding to her warm hole.- “Not that one. You can put it in the back door.” –She said and winked at him. Alexandros smirked deviously and chuckled heavily.- [Alexandros.] “Well, don’t mind me if I do.” –He said as the tip of his member slid from her pussy to her ass hole, poking that hole. After spanking her ass once more, eh suddenly shoved his member inside her. With one thrust he send the whole thing inside her till his member disappeared and her skin reached the base of his member. Estella moaned loud as she cried out.- [Estella.] “FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!” –She yelled and Alexandros began moving his hips back and forth, going hard and fast from the start, letting groans part his lips that accompanied Estella’s moans. || Meanwhile in Helena’s office. Anna had already began pounding her Mistress’ pussy hard and brutal, as Helena herself wanted it. Helena cried out Anna’s name, lost in a delirium of lust and pleasure.- [Helena.] “DON’T STOP! FUCK ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN! MAKE THIS PUSSY YOURS!” –She kept shouting, allowing that strap on dildo enter her pussy and hit her womb so many times that she ended up squirting all over the place and on Anna herself. The submissive loved pleasing her Mistress and she obeyed every order she was given with a smile on her face.- [Anna.] “Yes my Mistress.” –She only said and kept ramming Helena. || Downstairs now. Demetrios of course could not have overlooked Mia and her show. As the owner he needed to make sure that everyone was working fine. Nodding his head and thinking that this show was perhaps one of the best that Mia had performed, he turned his head to look at his adorable Dix, but instead he looked at Mags who was squirting on that old lady from earlier. His eyes opened wide and wondered what had happened.- [Demetrios.] “What the fuck?!’ –He was surprised of course and he looked at Dix who was laughing her ass off.- “Dix, what was that? You having a wet T-shirt contest here? If any fucker squirts on you, I will remove their fucking eyeballs and shove them up their asses!” –He said while cracking his neck.-

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CharlotteCarrendar: – The old dame, who was now slipping and sliding on the floor, trying to get up and falling repeatedly, was screaching like a banshee. “I…I never!”- She clutched the barstool, and practically crawled on her scraggily knees, trying to get back up, but there were a few things missing from when she feel. First of all….”My wig?!”- yes, the black tresses were nothing but a fake wig, with hair probaly sold from pour indian girls for $5 a bag full. The horrid wisps of grey, with large bald sections had Nikolas gagging, not to mention…~crunch!~ “My TEEFFFZ~?”- Yes, in the fall, she had knocked her head and popped her falsies right out onto the wet floor. Right as a crazed mexican midget had appeared and was shouting orders up to the bar keep. Dixie was laughing so much, that she could barely see, and Maggie quickly hooked up the soda gun, leaning forward enough to see where the strange accent was coming from. “Hey misses waitress let me get a shot of tequilla…fuck choosing wisely..make it five shots im trying to get hammered! and some chicks gonna get nailed with my little friend!” Little friend? What, he brought a sock puppet? Maggie rolled her eyes to serve him the five shots of tequilla, and sat them on the very edge of the bar. “30 euros, Mini man.” she asked, as she wondered who he was going to nail with his sock puppet. She glanced around the room, for the wandering escorts and high class girls, spotting the girl with Pink hair, that was a constant every Saturday night. Seeing she was already being served drinks from various “fans” Maggie offered a tip.= If you think you are going to get with the escorts here, you got to either have a big wallet or…..a big….”- Nikolas sung out – “Personality.” -Maggie waited for payment, whilst Nikolas had come out from behind the bar,and tried to scoop up Prissy Vulva’s broken teeth. By now, she was raging and shaking her fist at Dixie, who was still trying to stop laughing from the hilarity. “Thiffs if your faufff….you Aufffee Vitch!…I faw you fpeak to the Redfead. She looks to dumb to come up with this gag on her own.”- she shook her fist as one of the kindly wait staff, picked up her drenched wig and sat it back on top of Prissy’s head. ~Splatt~ Dixie grinned brightly, as she was just threatened by a toothless old hag. “That was…a really bad idea.”- cause she knew that the bar was watched…24/7. Dixie had stopped laughing when her Demetrios asked her about the wet t shirt competition. “No, that’s next week.” -she smiled. : Inside the door way of the club, the Chisolm twins had arrived. Corsica was in her element, and yanked on the chain, so her sister would come in behind her, right behind her. Leaning her head back, she turned it slightly, and gave her cheek a long slow lick. Tasting her sweet flesh, she then pointed to one of the show rooms, where they had tables for performers, and poles. Toying up with how she wanted to show off her pet, she spotted a room at the back, where there were many middle eastern looking men sitting around smoking a hookah. In the middle of the room was a pile of cushions, a chair, and it was an obvious place to put on a show. “Let see if we can get those lads to rub out a few genies.”- she mused, before starting to lead her sister over into the sex room, where she smiled brightly to all the men sitting around the circle. The smell of the smoke, reminded Corsica of the cigars and she immediately started to do a strip tease, as her sister watched, undoing the lace of her bodice, and teasing each man, as she turned. <3>

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LadyBelz: -After changing into a one piece bodysuit and thong ensemble with matching fishnet stockings and platform boots, Mia took the main staircase back to the floor. As a professional, she learned to ignore the sounds she knew were eminating behind the doors of the BDSM rooms, VIP lounges and escort rooms, glad the girls were doing the jobs they were being paid for. Weaving her way through the crowd and heading for the bar, she gaped in surprise when a midget ran up behind her and smacked her on the ass before running away to grab someone other woman.- (Mia): “Horny little fucker, ain’t he?” -she chuckled to herself. A man suddenly stepped into her path and she had to stop herself before she crashed into him. She glanced at the man’s face, instantly recognizing Chad Fitts, the American Hollywood actor, who was well known for dumping his wife and shacking up with his baby momma.- (Chad): “Hey babe…how much for a night in heaven?” -he grinned, reaching out to fondle her left tit. Mia looked down at his hand and then back up at him. There was a smirk on her face but her eyes were anything but turned on. If there was one thing she hated, it was being called “babe”. She was not a little pink talking pig.- (Mia): “A night in heaven will cost you a date with the devil himself.” -she replied back, slapping his hand away from her. She made to move around him and he grabbed her arm in a vise-like grip. She wouldn’t notice the bruises he left until the next day.- (Chad): “You obviously don’t know who the fuck I am, babe. No one says no to me.” -he growled, pulling her tight against his body, so that she could feel his hard-on. She was *not* impressed and was moving rapidly toward really pissed right the fuck off. Changing tactics, she forced her body to relax and wrapped an arm around his neck, toying with the hair at the base of his neck.- (Mia): “All right, darlin. Seems you like it a little rough. So let’s try this…” -she grabbed his hair in her fist and pulled his face close, kissing him. He was startled for a moment before he began to return the kiss. Just when he was starting to get into it, she clamped her teeth onto his lip and bit down…hard. His scream could be heard over the music and a few of the bouncers abandoned their posts to see what was going on, shoving people out of their way. They got to where the action was in time to see Mia knee some jackass Hollywood fuck in the family jewels. As his screams rang anew, she then punched him dead in the nose, knocking him ass over kettle and out cold. For good measure, she spat a blood-filled glob of spit into his face as he lay unconscious and bleeding from the mouth out on the floor. The crowd around them stared at her in awe and renewed respect.- (Mia): “When a woman says no, you fucking listen…/babe/.” -she glared, kicking the unconscious man in the stomach with her boots. He made a little “oomph” sound but stayed unconscious. Some of the men and nearly all of the women who witnessed the exchange applauded as Mia continued, unheeded, to the bar. She needed a drink to wash the taste of shit out of her mouth.-

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Captain277: – *Candice blinked a few times and tried to avoid looking at anyone as her sister pulled her into the club. The throbbing bass and schizophrenic flashes of lasers and spotlights threw Candi off for a moment, and in that second Corsica’s tongue ran slowly up the side of her face. Crying quietly out in embarrassment, Candice still leaned into it, afraid to actually touch her sister until given permission. In public appearances were everything, and Candice wanted very much to be seen as a good, obedient little girl. Corsica pointed towards a few of the lounge areas, and Candice dreaded to think of what torments her sister could use each one for. Her sister pointed out a small, Turkish room in the back of the club, and before Candice could weigh in, either to object or agree, her chain had gone taut and she was being jerked across the dance floor. Passing into the room and out of the club proper, Candice stood nervously off to one side, just a few steps from the doorway. The air was thick with the scent of fruit and the steady bubbling of the hookah set up on the table. Standing completely still, Candice watched her sister begin to strip off her top, toying with the men in the room as she worked her way back and forth. Corsica left Candi breathless, and rather jealous. However, Candice remained quiet, loathe to draw her sister’s attention until it was necessary.*

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HiEmpOpernonExodus: Seeing the 5 shots laying before him and hearing 30 euros he raises a brow- “the fuck is a euro..i know a peso….shit…” -he reaches down in his pocket and retrieves a wallet he stole from one of the bouncers. He pecures a 100 marked bill and puts it on the counters..and downs the five shots which in hindsight wasnt a good idea nowas he starts stumbling. He goes over to some girl at the bar and starts hitting on her.:: “Het m-m-mamacita….wanan s-s–see how many lick it takes for me to get to the center of yuor tootse roll pop?” ::The girls laughs:: <Girl> “Sorry I’ve no time for you and your other seve dwarfs!” -she walks off. he snorts:: “Bish you mad because my seexy ass could have youskipping down a yelow brick road anyway ya dorthy lookin hoe! take your damn todo and go back to Kansas ya slut! tu eres una puta con no culo! eres una chiquita blanca con no ass!” (Translation: you are a bitch with no ass. A little white girl with no ass!”)) ::In his mistake the girl knew Spanish and turns and slaps him and his small  frame goes flying off the bar stool he had just climbed onto and over the bar into the cleavage on the woman who siad sock puppet before he face plants on the floor-

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LuciL: Sabina finished the cherry stick and tossed it to the side, not caring if it landed on a poor individual’s head, the queen had her moment now it was her turn to gather the cash for herself. Taking a stand on the table she faced the crowd and threw her hands up in the air “Just a little something from me to you” Sabina cooed to the crowd that had started to surround the small table. She grinned at them before unwrapping the lasso from her side and wrapping it around her shoulders like a shawl, her dark eyes stared at the DJ and blew a kiss at him that was signal for the DJ to nod towards her and changed the track as the heavy beat of ‘Slept so long’ came through the speakers, the dancers on the floor paused in their fast pace grinding and cheered immediately recognising the song.

iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios was sitting there, obviously irritated as he thought that something was to happen with Dix and other worms, but the whole thing with the old hag made him laugh out loud.- [Demetrios.] “Hey lady, your threats won’t work in here. So, get your shit and get the fuck out of here. You can fuck your dildo back home. I don’t think that anyone in here will want to fuck you for pleasure. They may fuck you for money but later on they will cut off their dicks and feed some dog or something. So yeah, get the fuck out bitch.” –He said and looked at Dix, hearing that next week there would be a wet T-shirt contest and he arched an eyebrow.- “My offer still stands. Whoever touches you, they will be able to see how their asses look like.” –Demetrios did not look like it, but he did not want anyone to touch his babygirl. Was that jealousy? Envy? He did not know, but still no fucker was to touch Dix on his watch. His eyes then traveled on Mia who had just arrived and the other show she had just performed. With a devious smirk on his face he looked at the poor fucker on the floor and he walked closer to him, seeing that he was unconscious and chuckled.- “Well champ, your shit won’t pass in here. And congratulations. When your friends ask you how you got that mark on your lips, tell them that you got that from a chick. Asshole.” –He said and kicked the man’s feet as he walked back to his stool, eyeing the midget and then the bouncers, nodding to them as they took the unconscious man and moved him outside to trop him in a dumpster. Demetrios sat back on the stool and looked at Dix, smiling at her and lighting another cigarette.- “Babygirl, can I please have another drink? Please?” –He said and smiled softly towards her. || Meanwhile in the private room with Alexandros and Estella. The moans and the screams of pleasure had already filled the room as Estella was no longer on all fours. She had leaned back, her back rubbing against Alexandros’ chest. His hands were cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples and tugging them as he was nibbling her neck. They were both covered in sweat and both their inner thighs were covered in cum as well from all the squirting of Estella’s. Alexandros had increased the pace, going harder and faster since Estella did not object on the matter. And suddenly Estella’s legs began to shake, a sign of an imminent orgasm, and this time greater than those before. Alexandros realized that and he let go of her breasts and ran both his hands down on her sides, gripping her and lifting her from the table. Estella wrapped her arms around Alexandros neck and straddled her legs open, her pussy in plain view as she cried out.- [Estella.] “I AM CUMMING! I AM CUMMING!” –He cried out and Alexandros stopped ramming her, instead he shoved his member as deep as he could inside her, opening his mouth and biting her neck. Estella began squirting and it was literally as if someone had opened a hose at full throttle, spraying all over the room while Alexandros warm and thick semen began filling her insides. Her legs began shaking and her whole body jerked as she received Alexandros’ seed, well, inside her as that is, but still she took it very good. Once they had both finished cumming, Alexandros sat on the chair with Estella laying on him, his member still inside her. They both tried to catch their breaths and they just lied there, looking at the mess they had created and Alexandros chuckled while Estella giggled.- [Alexandros.] “Seems to me that the cleaning crew will be busy.” –He said and turned his head to look at her bag as she was about to pass out.-

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Corsica was walking with a pronounced swagger, releasing the chain that held her sister close to her. Her long fingernails picked at the laces of her bustier, and one by one, she was whipping them out, exposing more, and more of her small breasts. When it got half way down, she stopped and pivoted on her right toe, before exhaling a loud moan and ripping off the bustier, snapping all the laces and the top was thrown to one of the business man, as she placed her hands on her hips, and started to flex her arms so they moved back and forth like wings, acting proud, and an angry expression. She appeared like she wanted it…and bad to show off what she could do.

LadyBelz: –Mia sat down next to Dem, watching the interaction between him and Dix for a moment. The angry glint in her eyes disappeared as she watched them, a small smile on her face.- “I had a feeling about the two of you. Glad to see someone’s happy around here. Could I get a margaritas  Dixie, if it isn’t too much trouble?” -she asked polietly, pulling out a cigarette (from God knows where considering what she was wearing) and looking around for something to light it with. Sighing when she couldn’t find her lighter or a book of matches, she set the cig on the bar and waited for her drink, turning to look at Dem as she did so. She leaned close so that no one around them could hear.- “I wanted to thank you…and your friend…for what you did. I feel safe again, kind of, but I appreciate the effort it took to keep it that way.” -she murmured into his ear. She was aware that Dix may have been watching them, hoping the woman wasn’t thinking jealous thoughts. She had no designs whatsoever on Demitrios, he was her friend, and who had been a part of helping her get out of a bad situation many years ago. She wondered if Dixie knew the extent of Mia’s relationship with Dem and asked him about it in a low voice.- “Does she know…everything…about you and I?” -She began to have unpleasant thoughts of Yuri finding out about Dixie and trying to use her for his own ends and would do whatever it took to protect her from that fate. She wasn’t going to let another woman be hurt because of her, not if she could help it.-

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Captain277: -*She gawked as Corsica ripped her top off. Candice hadn’t seen her sister at work in a while, and it was easy to forget just how enticing the woman could be. Candice felt a warm flush ripple between her thighs as Corsica kicked off her panties, stripped almost perfectly bare before the whole room in just a matter of seconds. Candice could feel the heat in her face, just like she could feel the heat gathering up in her hips. Even though she wanted to look away, and not watch all of these lechers staring at her sister’s most private places, Candi couldn’t help but watch along with them. Just like the various relaxing business men, Candice wanted desperately to taste and touch. As if she had read her mind, Corsica moved in for the kill, and Candice all at once regretted her greed. Cor pulled her up by the chain and jerked her in, dropping below and spreading Candice’s legs wide apart. The boy shorts were far too small to begin with, and having her legs forced open so wide drove them up between Candi’s lips, forcing a whimper of surprise as the latex fabric drove up uncomfortably into her. Candice could hardly move as her sister began to run her fingers over the thin strip of clothing that now parted her divide, Corsica’s false nails scratching over her clit like small lightning bolts, forcing squeals and moans from Candice’s pale lips as the men watched on. Helpless in her sister’s arm, let alone before the gaze of the room’s occupants, Candice squirmed, more than aware of the glistening streams of fluid leaking out from underneath the boy shorts and down her thighs. It was all she could do to stand, and Candice tried her best not to resist her sister’s domineering moves, wanting to be treated like a fuck-toy as much as she wanted to run away.*

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HiEmpOpernonExodus:: – pulling himself up to only the knee of the lady he ran head to chest with he sneaks from behind the bar and notices the woman who had her top off earlier and sees she put her cigarette down. he grabs it and pulls a lighter he took off some random guy on the dance fllor and lights in and smokes it walking up to the lady he had slapped ass earlier:: “Hey hey now….mamacita…es muy bonita (translation: is very pretty). Que pasa mama….the homies call me cholo so low…but you can call me your little miracle man eh? I can do things to you men your height and taller cant can you imagine that?” :winks as he turns full circle and leans like fat bastard on the bar side:: “Now what you say you pay me to show you a GOOD TIME EH?”

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iShatteredSanity : – -As Dix’s thumb pressed against Demetrios’ lips, he looked at her and nodded as he kissed her thumb and opened his mouth, sucking her thumb and licking it clean, getting a taste of her own saliva.- [Demetrios.] “That’s good, for them.” –He said and winked at her as she let her go, waiting for her to come back with his drink so that he could grab her hand and whisper something to her ear. Of course for Demetrios nothing else mattered, even though he was the owner of that place but while waiting for Dix to come with his drink, he looked at Mia in the corner of his eye after hearing everything she said. Then it was his turn to lean to whisper to her own ear.- “As for the other day, you have nothing to thank me for. It was simply something that I did for Helena’s sake. She had suffered a lot when Viktor owned her. But his biggest mistake was that he came in here and tried to harm my woman. That was unforgivable.” –He whispered and made a small pause to look at Dix before leaning again to whisper.- “As for our thing, Dix knows nothing. Dix has been through a lot. She is very new in this world and I will do my best to keep her out of it as much as I can.” –Demetrios said and leaned back on his seat, knowing that Dix may had seen him and that perhaps she would get jealous. Now, he needed to come up with a good excuse, but the seriousness of his face when he spoke to Mia could give away that it was no flirting or anything close to that. || Upstairs in Helena’s office. Helena was lying down on the couch with that fake dick still inside her and Anna barely conscious laying on top of her. Poor Anna, she had worked her hardest to please her Mistress, but Helena could take even a whole army and still be able to go for more; something that she had to do when she was still one of Viktor’s bitches who got barely any sleep and were fucked almost 24/7. Helena was happy, holding Anna in her hands and of course nothing out of the ordinary was happening in the club.- [Helena.] “We needed this today. Lets hope that things will be good from now on.” –She mumbled and looked at Anna who was trying not to get a heart attack. Helena ran her hands up and down on Anna’s back, resting them on her ass cheeks.- “My dear Anna, you may rest now.” –She said and looked at the submissive who closed her eyes and passed out. It was as if she waited for Helena’s word to even fall asleep.- “Such a good girl. You truly are a diamond.” –Helena said and planted a soft kiss on Anna’s lips. || And in Alexandros’ and Estella’s location. Estella had finally passed out with Alexandros’ member still inside her. Alexandros shook his head, not believing that she was not in shape for that, but oh well. He slowly took his member out of her ass as some of his cum oozed out before she rolled over to lay on her stomach. He went straight for her bag and opened it, finding her ID but also a reporter pass. A smirk made its appearance on his facial expressions as he chuckled.- [Alexandros.] “I knew that I knew you. I have you now bitch.” –He mumbled to himself and put everything back and then dressing up and leaving the room.- “Demetrios will love this.” –He said as eh walked down the stairs, looking at him sitting at the bar but he left the club right away, heading back to his hotel room.- “Tomorrow…” –He mumbled to himself as he exited the club and nodded at the two bouncers outside, disappearing in the dark alleys.-

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LadyBelz: -Nodding her thanks, she turned to retrieve her unlit cigarette and discovered it was gone. Hearing a voice in the vicinity of her hip, she glanced downward to see the short man from earlier had snagged her cigarette was was making use of it. He spoke something in a language she wasn’t familiar with and responded in kind.- “Sono signore spiacente, ma non posso capirlo. Ed è molto maleducato di voi parlare in una lingua che sono non pratico con. Voi maiale.” (Translation: “I’m sorry sir but I cannot understand you. It’s very rude of you to speak in a language I am unfamiliar with. You pig.”) -Chuckling, she snatched the cigarette from his lips and took a drag for herself, blowing smoke rings into his face before handing it back to him.- “La mia madre usata per avere un cane che ha cacato più grandi ciottoli che voi.” (Translation: “My mother used to have a dog who shit bigger pebbles than you.”) -She found this outrageously funny and laughed so hard, tears sprang into her eyes.-

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Captain277: – *Candice could do nothing but whine as her sister growled in her ear, letting out a sharp cry of pain as her sister’s nails dug under the tight fabric of her boy shorts and ripped them apart, baring her cunny to the eyes of the men around the room. Candi pretended not to notice the myriad men and their varying degrees of arousal, her eyes lingering nonetheless over the few shamelessly exposed cocks scattered around the room. She felt dirty, and ashamed that they were all staring at her body, but because Corsica subjected her this torture, it also made her insanely horny. She screamed over the music as her sister slapped her ass, and the bucked involuntarily forwards, opening herself up suddenly to her sister’s unexpected assault. Corsica felt the harsh edges of Candice’s nail-tipped fingers invade her body and spread her lips apart, opening her up. Candice gasped as Corsica buried her face between her legs, her tongue doing enough in those few seconds to override Candice’s senses and bring her to the edge of climax. Candi knew Cor wanted to force her to come in front of the Turks, and she didn’t want to disobey, but at this spot right on the verge of releasing, something of the beast came out in Candice. The Turks had all drawn around the duo, and Candice reached out, grabbing the nearest one by his throbbing shaft. Tugging him closer, she began to lick at the slit of his head, collecting the small droplet of pre on its surface before taking in the whole length, letting out a muffled moan as her sister began to drive her further on.*

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Lucil: Pulling her three times dyed hair up into a high ponytail, Miho bolted down the stairs of the Savoy apartments dressed in black capri pants and a black leather boob tube, her violet platform shoes thudding against the carpet as she cried out scolding herself “Watashi wa chikoku desu/I am late again!” She could not believe it, she was hoping to be early this time since Sabina had told her the night before that she was working on a dance routine to show off tonight. Noting the time of when she finished working at the restaurant, Miho had no doubt that she was going to miss out on seeing her friend’s performance. Despite the tip box overflowing, Miho quickly grabbed her half, bowed to Mr Jin and exited the restaurant. She had a quick shower, changed and was now bolting out of the apartment and hailing the next taxi to the Death club “Quickly please, I already missed out on my friend’s dance” Miho was very angry at herself as the lights off the Deathclub flashed in front of her and she literally jumped out of the taxi, tossing a couple of euros at the driver “Arigato gozaimasu!” Grumbling to herself, she realised she still had to wait in the que to get into the club, folding her arms Miho pulled her ID out of her pocket and waited still grumbling underneath her breath//In front of her at the door, entering the Deathclub, the auburn hair woman known as Kathleen Bo screwed up her nose immediately sniffing the alcohol, smoke and smell of orgasms reeking off the patrons and escorts. She nervously wrapped her arms around her body, noting how packed the club was, from downstairs on the dance floor, to surrounding the bar, to the second floor in the private rooms where she heard moans and groans coming from upstairs. Her nose turning up, she could not believe this was where “Fifi” said she worked. What had become of her dirty blonde hair friend? “You made it, oh my gosh!” A British voice that sounded all too familiar to Kathleen squealed to her right side, Kathleen’s blue eyes widened as she turned and saw a sapphire blue hair woman approach her. With the same porcelain skin, soft lips and a dancer figure dressed in just a black sparkling thong and latex boots was… “Fifi?! What are you…why are you dressed like a whore?” The scantily clad woman or Fiona Thomson, the very same woman who purposely knocked into Sabina the weekend before giggled as she hugged her friend and flipped her shoulder-length blue hair over her body “Correction Kat…escort” She then jerked her thumb behind her gesturing for the taller Czech man with dark hair and hazel eyes who was busy watching the crowds, his own eyes clearly searching for someone “Edddd…I’d like you to meet one of my girls” Fiona whined. Evzen let out a sigh and turned his head following the British woman to reaching her side. Fiona grinned up at him before turning to Kathleen who was too busy staring at the Czech man, clearly checking him out “Kat, meet Evzen Bozidar…my favourite client”.

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CharlotteCarrendar: – The men gathered around, the circle enclosing and Corsica pulled her head back and saw that the real dark side of her sister had finally emerged. Oh how she kept it pent up like a tiger that had been penned in some small cage and released, to feed hungrily on all those around her. Corsica was no stranger to this at all, and she released her sister’s ass from her grip, and then reached for a man on either side of her, starting to pull using her hands, skilfully working her fingers up and down the shafts, as their collective moans grew louder. Now there were more men, and the smacking of flesh increased, while Corsica buried her face back between her sister’s legs, licking out and prodding her insides with her tongue, deeper and deeper, as Candice was taking a good amount of cock down her throat. Some men were getting so eager to be next in line, they were pushing and shoving others, as Corsica went hard on her sister, to bring her to cum first, and she knew it wouldn’t be long now. :: Outside in the store room, Dixie was leaning against a crate, kicking it with her foot, as Nikolas came out to check on her. Seeing her visibly upset, he ambled up and asked. “What is wrong? Never seen you sad before?” Dixie wanted to speak but then knitted her brow, and pushed herself from the crates, shaking her head. “I am nothing compared to her….She’s Mia…I’m just…well I can’t act like that. If they had a thing, why would he give up someone like her for me?”- she was full of self doubt and kicked a crate. “I hate feeling like this.”- Nik moved in behind her and tried to pull her into a hug- <3>

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LadyBelz: -Seeing Dix run out the back of the club, Mia sighed. This was what she was afraid of, and now she was going to have to do some explaining. Getting to her feet, she made her way around the bar to follow the young woman out to the back. She found her and Nick in an embrace, but thought nothing of it. She had also heard the last part of the conversation and sighed. The last thing she wanted to do was get between Dem and Dix. She wasn’t like that and Dixie had the whole thing wrong and she let her know it.- “You’ve got the wrong idea about Dem and I, Dixie. He and I are just friends. There was nothing more involved with that.” -she stated, making her presence known by stepping into the room. Nick jumped back in shock, face going red as he tried to stammer out an explanation but she waved it off. She waited until Nick left the room, keeping her gaze steady on Dixie’s as she explained more of the story.- “He, Demitrios…I met him years ago when I was a street girl. My former…handler…is a very dangerous man. Demi helped me get away from him. I won’t say how he did it because I made a promise not to and it’s his story to tell. He’s like a brother to me. I have no feelings for him other than what a sister feels for a brother. You are his shining light. For many years there was a…hardness to him…but you’ve brought out his softer side. I know I’m pretty, men tell me this on a daily bsais…but you…” -here she shakes her head and moves to take Dixie’s hands in her own.- “…you are the only one he sees. Me he would protect by murder and not lose sleep about it…you he would protect with his very life and he would die if he lost you. Do not feel insecure around me, I won’t let you. Still friends?” -she asked, praying that Dixie accepted her explanation. Some thought Mia did not have a heart, did not feel an ounce of guilt about sleeping with other people’s husbands or wives, boyfriends or girlfriends, and in a sense she didn’t. They paid for her services, and she gave them what they paid for, the rest was up to them…but in this instance, when her actions affected someone she cared about, she did have feelings of guilt and tried her best to reassure Dixie of her intentions.-

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Captain277: – *Candice felt her sister let go and draw away from her slit, and let out a small groan of annoyance. Bobbing her head back and forth on the pulsing shaft that filled her mouth, Candice hummed a small tune, letting the vibrations of her throat tickle the man’s head as her tongue ran swiftly back and forth along the bottom of his cock. Sucking the air out of her mouth and turning the moist environment inside into a vacuum, Candice’s eyes went wide as the man said something in his native tongue and released unexpectedly inside of her. As he pulled his slowly shrinking member out, Candice grinned at the others, sticking her tongue out of her mouth, showing off the cum that coated it. Drawing her tongue back into her mouth and tilting her head back, Candice made a show of swallowing the load, and then beckoned for the next one as her sister returned, virtually forcing her twin to climax. Candice’s legs shuddered suddenly and all the muscles in her lower body tensed up as a spring inside her stomach released. With a high pitched moan, Candice rode the unexpected wave, her lower body melting as her sister began lapping up the juices that poured out.*

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LuciL: Still sitting on the bar stool and clearly revelling in the new attention that was pulled to her because of her lasso dance, a lasso that was now attached back to her hip Sabina took another glass this time was the girly drink of cosmopolitan. The man beside her who she had given the lap dance now had a name- Georgio and he was still fiddling with it, idly stroking himself from within his pants. Mr Quick Pants or Josef was chuckling to her left, his hand stroking Sabina’s side while the other held his Corona “My lady, I believe the man you gave a lap dance requires a finish off” Sabina tilted her head to her right and watched Georgio quietly masturbate from underneath the bar table “So it seems…” Sabina nodded and was about to aid the unfortunate soul when Miho literally bounded towards them “Aiya! Don’t tell me I missed out on your dance!” Her bright platform shoes stomping into the messy cum/alcohol/sweat covered dance floor in irritation. Sabina paused in her turn and burst out laughing, jumping off the bar stool and embracing the Japanese woman whose irritation immediately melted as she was hugged by her friend. She heard the jingle of the black lasso attached to Sabina’s hip and played with it idly giggling as she saw the group gathered around the table, particularly the strong presence of males that were watching Sabina’s every move. “The lasso was the star in your routine hai?” Miho grinned up at her, her feet already tapping to the electronic beats that were now being played. She pulled Sabina away from her ‘groupies’ and spun her around “Well because I missed out on seeing your dance, you now must dance with me” Sabina giggled as she allowed Miho to drag her into the centre of the floor, the girls now wriggling and gyrating together, their hands clasped as they spun around, Miho cheering and encouraging Sabina. The Romanian woman immediately felt content, she always did around Miho, it was nice to have friends who didn’t just use you because you knew how to ride their dicks. Miho was genuine. Turning on her heels, Sabina swung her hair around only to catch sight of the rude blue hair escort who bumped into her last Saturday and someone she knew even if it was the back of his head. Evzen?! Sabina’s eyes darkened as she saw this unfold before her. It looked like he was being introduced by the bitch to another woman, of course she told him off and hinted they could not be together, but watching him take up a new escort…that fucking hurt!

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CharlotteCarrendar: Dixie froze the minute that Nikolas placed his arms around her and she growled under her breath. “What was my rule of touching me? It was not too.”- But seems they would be interrupted by none other than Mia herself. Nick did jump back, like he had seen a ghost, or rather, someone high up in the club that could have him done for sexually harassing the staff. Dixie kept her eyes to the ground as Mia approached her and started to explain that she had it all wrong. The line they were just friends, had Dixie scoff, like she didn’t believe her. But it was as Mia started to explain the history behind her and Demetrios, that Dix raised her head and looked over her shoulder back at her. The story was one, similar to that of Helena, and Dixie had to wonder, just what sort of world Demetrios had been in, that had brought about meeting such people in dire need of help. Mia spoke of how Dix was the only one that Demetrios sees. And backed it up as much to how he reacted when that hood picked her up and tried to cart her off in the club. Dixie sniffed a bit, feeling incredibly guilty about how she felt, her anger she thought justified. Do not feel insecure around me, I won’t let you. Still friends?” – Dixie watched her as she asked if they were still friends, and Dixie shrugged her shoulders, being still only 19, she had a great deal to learn about life, love and everything in between. “On one condition. Uhm…can you maybe…teach me that….dance you did with the chair. Looked really hot. And…I kinda…would like to surprise Deme.” she would give a sheepish half smile, blushing violently for even asking. :: In the Turkish room, Candice REALLY had come out of her shell, and the fruits of this were in the spurts of cum that rained down on Corsica’s tongue, which she fed on greedily, as she knew her sister would be raw and sensitive. Corsica fell back and then rose to standing, walking to the nearest man, and pulled him into a hard kiss, her mouth still tasting of her sister’s sex. She licked his face all over, spreading it further, till she drew back and laughed, seeing him looking like a glazed donut. Oh…men were only capable of thinking when they didn’t have a hard on, cause when they did, all the blood seemed to drain from their brains, and turn them into mindless goof boys. <3>

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LadyBelz: -Seeing the girl blush and stammer as she made her request, endeared her to Mia.- “Still so innocent of the world and all it has to share.” -she thought to herself, and found herself nodding in reply.- “I would be happy to. Give him a knob shine he won’t ever forget, eh?” -she chuckled, wrapping the younger girl into a hug.- “Come by my place next week, Thursday, and I’ll teach you.” -she agreed, stepping back. Looking up at the clock on the wall, she decided it was time for her to head home. It was the first night in a long time she would be going home alone and she kind of cherished that fact. Reassuring Dixie she would teach her, she bid her a good night and returned upstairs for her regular clothes. Out front, Ivan called a cab for her and made sure she was safely inside before the cabbie drove away. Mia was too tired to flirt with the drive, simply laid her head back on the seat with an order to the man to wake her when they reached her building and closed her eyes…Meanwhile, in the south of France, another young girl grew frustrated when the lead she thought she had on Mia turned out to be false and she had to backtrack to her previous location to ask more questions, still blissfully unaware that her every move was being reported back to Yuri…-

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Captain277: – *Candice drove her hips back against her sister’s face as she came, letting Corsica have her fill before breaking away. Her whole body tingling after being forced to orgasm, Candice took in the next waiting customer, entirely unaware of whatever antics her sister would be engaging in. Candice rather enjoyed the show she was putting on, but while there were several different men who couldn’t take their eyes off her, the only one she was truly performing for was Corsica. Her sister had tugged her down here in barely a square foot of fabric with every intention of forcing her to suck cock, and so Candice would, and she would swallow down every drop until her beautiful Mistress told her to stop. Candi wondered how long her sister would keep her down here on her knees, and if she had any other plans in store. She worried, for a moment, that they still had all night to find out.*

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LuciL: Miho followed Sabina’s gaze immediately picking up on the tell tale signs that something was not well with her dear friend. It was the way she moved, she had tensed up against the Japanese woman and Miho quickly brought Sabina’s face back to her brown eyes, concern flashing her face after seeing Sabina stare at the tall Czech man with an auburn hair woman and bright blue hair escort “Daijoubu…er” Sabina cracked a small smile hearing the Japanese fluently escape Miho’s lips, she didn’t know what she said but her facial expression said it all, stepping close she hugged Miho tightly ignoring the sudden swarm of men surrounding them as if anticipating that the girls were going to give them hot lesbian action. “I think, I’ll call it for a night” Miho pulled her away and gave her another worried look “Ne, you sure? I think you just need a distractions Sabina-chan” the pet name had given the Romanian warm, tender warmth inside and she chuckled shaking her head. She nodded towards Josef and Georgio “The boys are regulars I found out, they can catch me next week and hopefully you my darling Miho can come early too!” Miho wrapped an arm around her friend and pulled off the dance floor much to the dismay of the crowded men “Well then…home time it is” Sabina smiled at her as they exited the Deathclub, Sabina nodding towards Ivan and Nikolai at the door while Miho was already pulling the money out from her fringed top and garters, counting them quietly “See you next week gentlemen”.

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie chuckled nervously at Mia’s comment, that she should give Dem’s knob a shine next time she did it. She wasn’t really comfortable about explaining the details of her sex life publicly and especially since she didn’t truly know Mia well enough, even for that kind of banter. She was of course, pleased that Mia accepted her request to teach her how to use the chair to act all sexual, and this kinda gave her a thrill deep down. Outside the club was starting to empty of patrons, and the bar staff were cleaning up, as Dixie re entered behind the bar, and Maggie smiled brightly. “I wanna say thank ye…for the idea…to play wet the weasel. Was pretty funny, never seen an old woman go down so fast. Feeking awesome.”= Dixie could see the tell tale glow of Dem’ cigarette near the back exit and she knew it was time to go home. Feeling a renewed sense of self worth, she said her goodbyes as she skipped over to the door, reaching for Deme’s hand, so they could head out together. “Guess what, I am going round to Mia’s next week. She is uh…going to teach me…..how to knit…Yeah.” : in the turkish lounge, Corsica decided to play a new game, and with all the men so super horny, she was able to pull this off easily. She got a hold of a whole heap of silk scarves and one after the other lead them to be blind folded, and let them touch and fondle her as she tied their hands behind their back, in a bizzare game, that they thought, was to be some kinky BDSM party game. What they didn’t know what, that while they were all blindfolded, she was picking up their wallets and emptying them as she moaned loudly, tip toeing around, grinning at her sister. When she emptied the last wallet, she gave a quick bow, to all the men on the floor, unable to touch their members as they were all tied up. Dressing silently, as the men moaned loudly, she reached for her sister’s chain and then tugged her along, slipping out of the room, a much richer woman. “I just love tourists. So easy to please, and then…rip em off when they are on their knees. Come on, lets go home and roll in the dough.” <3>

Players:

iShatteredSanity
LuciL
Tikool
LadyBelz
CharlotteCarrendar

iShatteredSanity: -Whispers about an event at the Deathclub began to echo in every corner of Prague, rumors about a Halloween party. The theme was not fixed, so pretty much everyone could dress in any way they saw fit; that was all that was heard. As for the owner of the club, he merely allowed those rumors to spread since they only served as a mean of advertising after all. And so that week had passed while the whispers turned into low voices, all of that before the final showdown in Saturday night. Nothing had changed inside the club, except for the decoration. A few flamethrowers were added on a few columns and on the old generators. Machines that created fire sparks on the laser beams above the DJ booth. The red neon sign outside that read ‘Deathclub’ had changed slightly for the occasion with a red neon witch hat on top of the letter ‘D’. And that was pretty much it. The rest of the decoration and machinery was there, the massive coils on the two sides of the main floor and filled it with harmless electricity that was attached on every organic and metallic object nearby, the plasma tube that was surrounded by the 4 cages for the dancers, the frozen water snow alike effect that fell from the ceiling of the bar, the matrix walls on the stairs that led on the upper level and on the toilets, the smoke machines and last the led lights on the dancefloor; they were as usual. Everything was ready. The music loud enough to make the very ground shake and perhaps make some people think that the speakers could blow them away with a blast of bass as they walked before them. Yeah, pretty much the same as usual. The two bouncers outside, Ivan and Nikolai, were outside earlier than usual and this time they were dressed up. Oh yeah, they were both dressed up as the creature that was created by Dr. Frankenstein in Boris Karloff’s novel. Grunting every now and then but finally making peace with their outfits, they actually began to like them and even joked with each other, teasing each other as well. Inside. Some of the staff was already in place, everyone dressed up in their own liking. And Helena could not miss the chance to dress up like something that many people had called her in the past. Well, not exactly as one could call her, but another version of it. She was known as a She Devil, but this night she was dressed like the Devil himself. She decided that for once she could act as a man and dress like one, but that could not be said for poor Anna who was dressed up like an angel with stripped wings and a collar around her neck that was tugged by the leash every time the suit wearing Devil was tugging it. It was actually funny to watch them like that, especially Helena in that suit since she was used to wearing less clothes on her and reveal more of her skin with no shame in the slightest, yet Anna enjoyed it. While the other nights the Mistress and her sub were behind the doors of the office, this night they were actually relaxing on the chill lounge on the main floor while having a few drinks. || Outside the club the familiar screeching sound of the brakes could be heard as Demetrios arrived at the club with his Ducati monster. Ivan and Nikolai turned their heads and looked at him, finally being able to have a short conversation with him since there was nobody nearby.- [Ivan.] “Good afternoon boss.” –The Russian said and Demetrios looked at him in the corner of his eye as he removed his helmet and placed it on the steering wheel.- [Demetrios.] “Come on Ivan, you know that you two of all people can call me by my name.” –Demetrios said and slowly unzipped his leather jacket and removed it, revealing his own attire for the party; that of the Grim Reaper.- [Nikolai.] “The Grim Reaper, Death. So fitting b—” –Nikolai coughed.- “I mean, Demetrios.” –Demetrios looked at Nikolai with a devious smirk on his face and patted his shoulder.- [Demetrios.] “You should see my scythe. Alexandros will bring it in any moment.” –He said and tossed his jacket on his motorcycle, patting Ivan’s shoulder as well as they both nodded.- [Ivan.] “So, Demetrios. Why do you still keep it secret?” –Ivan asked and Demetrios looked at him.- [Demetrios.] “There are a few who know who I really am, but nobody except for you two, Helena and maybe Mia know everything. I would like that to stay as it is, but the time that I will come forward is nigh.” –Demetrios said and patted their shoulders again before taking a few steps forward and turned around to see them, taking out a cigarette from his robes and proceeding to light it but Ivan was faster.- “Thank you, old friend.” –He said and inhaled the smoke, releasing it afterwards.- [Ivan.] “You are welcome. And we understand.” –Ivan said.- [Nikolai.] “We understand.” –Nikolai said as well before they all turned their heads to look at a taxi coming closer in high speed. The taxi stopped right in front of the entrance where Demetrios, Ivan and Nikolai looked at the driver who nodded at them. They all nodded back and looked at the one who walked outside the taxi and slammed the door close.- [Alexandros.] “Thanks Niko, see you soon.” –Alexandros said and the taxi took off. Then he looked at them all and nodded.- “Hey, are you catching up or is there any good gossip?” –He said and walked closer to them. Demetrios looked at Alexandros who was dressed like Noctis Regis from the video game Final Fantasy Versus XIII and held the buster like sword that Noctis used and also one massive crimson scythe that he gave to Demetrios.- “And by the way, this is yours.” –He said and handed the scythe to Demetrios who took it with a devilish smirk on his face. Alexandros walked closer to the bouncers while Demetrios was swinging the massive scythe around.- “Mind you that this is from Trinity Blood. You break it, you pay it. I love that one.” –Alexandros said and Ivan and Nikolai looked at each other, wondering what he had just said.- “But yeah, you are the Grim Reaper, I am the badass Noctis. Bitches will be tripping tonight, I am telling you man.” –He said and looked at Demetrios who had stopped swinging the scythe and shrugged his shoulders.- [Demetrios.] “Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever man. Thanks. Now, lets get inside. We need to do something on the office first.” –He said and looked at Ivan and Nikolai.- “I will see you again soon.” –He said and the two bouncers nodded their heads as Demetrios grabbed his jacket and along with Alexandros walked inside the club and headed towards the office where they had a discussion about the imminent actions of the Russians with Nikolai, Viktor’s father, for the leader. || And so the time was finally there, 11:50 pm. Ivan and Nikolai looked at the crowd that had began to gather shortly after Demetrios and Alexandros had walked inside.- [Nikolai.] “You know how it goes, IDs, licenses, passports, or get the fuck away.” –He said as he clapped his hands a few times and along with Ivan began checking the IDs of the costume wearing customers. Jason, Freddy, The Crow, Samara, even the Dracula himself and a few other characters from horror movies began walking inside. And so the night began, very promising right from the start.-

CharlotteCarrendar: Saturday night. Halloween. The night when dark creatures rise from their graves, their tombs. The witches cauldron bubbles and boils, while naked witches, cackle curse and scream, naked, their chants raise to the night sky. The streets of Prague, packed with folk, streaming out of houses, the pumpkins lit, as All Hallow’s eve spreads it magic across the very lands of the ancient. Superstitious, the fearful, celebrate with the believers in all things dark. No better time to be alive, when Satan’s children are out to have the time of their lives. The Death Club night, was sure to be one that would be remembered, as the staff had already organised, how they would dress, to impress the drinkers, Helena and the other guests. But behind the bar, not just our usual crew, for there are two more. Its going to be a crush, but hella fun. The door from the back storage area opens, and laughter is heard, as Nikolas swans out, wearing his bright canary yellow Hello Dolly dress, complete with over the top hat, long flowing blonde locks, his parasol, held over his right shoulder. Matching pumps, and a full ribbon bow, lace trim around the neckline, his tanned skin in contrast. It was like a fruit meriange had exploded. He certainly had trouble, walking on heels, the train of his dress caught up with a loop around his wrist. “I’m a lady.”- He gushed, his blush on a bit too harsh, lipstick well out the lines, and he got a bit on his teeth. You then hear a cackle, as out from the crowd, a tall witch’s hat is seen, its point going up up, and and a wicked grin, beneath the fine lace veil. Carrying her broom, she swoops behind the bar, and up to the Merry Ms Nikolas, chortling, “You’re a freakin’ fruit salad.”- Dixie raises her right hand that has a large spider hanging from her wrist on a fine web line. She jiggles her arm, so the spider jumps up and down. “Don’t look now Miss Muffet, this spider is about to curdle your whey…Boogie Ooogie Ooogie!”- she threw her head back laughing, and snatched up the soda gun, pointing it menacingly at Nikolas. “Wet Dress competition anyone?’- Nikolas flailed, as he raised his skirts and tried to get to the other side of the bar, when Maggie stepped out, decked out as Columbia from the Rocky Horror Picture show. “Aye, Skippy, Don’t be wetting the quare yoke, last thing I need is ‘im all smellin’ manke the whole night? Now, tell me, do I look half rotten, in this get up..Hi!”- Dixie set back down the soda gun in its holder, and tilted her head back and forth, the witches hat tipping this way and that, a fine veil of spider webs trailing through her hair. “Still look like your stuffing your jugs in too tight a package…but…yeah, it works.”- Maggie went after Nikolas, who was getting his parasol caught in the overhead glass holder unit, and she was trying to get him to polish the lipstick off his front teeth. “Stall the Ball!” -she exclaimed, trying to get Nikolas to hold still.- ” Ya gobshite, hold still or do I have to schkelp ya, into this. You acting a right gombeen, ya know that?” Nikolas didn’t understand a word that Maggie said, but with her in that sexy getup, of a black corset, matching panties, suspenders, fishnets, tall stillettos, and the feather boa, she was a right treat. “Yes Ma’am”- Just outside, in the back pick up facility, a car is driven in, allowed by the security team, and its a pink car, covered in hello Kitty. The door opens and a very plastique looking bunny girl with pink and white streaked hair, done in a long plait, that is draped over her left shoulder emerges. “Hullo vellas…I danke you vor letting me putz dhe car ‘ere” -she gives a large secruity door man a kiss on the cheek, her fake fur ears actually move, and flip forward, while her bunny tail is also animated, wiggling like she was ready to be chased through the farmer’s field. “Welcome back, Miss Inga…and d’awwwwe shucks.”- he blushed, patting the spot, marked with her gloss pink lipstick. She trots off as you hear the sound of the garage doors closing, her car safely in the bay, near one of the delivery trucks. Dixie, who had gone out back to check the beer stock, suddenly sees the vision in black and hot pink and squeals loudly. “ROCKY!”-she skitters over and evelopes her in a big hug, her spiders flying about as the witch bounces her small buxom swedish buddy around. “You made it! Oh my god…I LOVE THE OUTFIT!”- she releases Inga, who does a small skip and twirl, bending over to slap her own ass, her tail wiggling away. “I am a Playboy bunny, yah?” – Dixie smacks her ass hard and says. “WABBIT SEASON! Mwahahaha!”- The two joke around, before both walking arm in arm behind the bar, where they get ready for the flood of halloween dressed patrons. Maggie is shocked to see the buxom starlet, arrive through the back door of the bar, and goes fan girl when she catches sight of Inga wearing the playboy bunny plastique fit. “Seriously, lass, you’re looking deadly in that there fit. So much class, its sizzlin’, hi!”- Inga doesn’t really know Maggie and looks up at Dixie for reassurance. Dixie grins from beneath her webbing veil and says out of the corner of her mouth. “Just..smile and nod…and say “Aye” a few times.” Inga blinks, then shrugs her shoulders, getting with the programme. “Aye?” – Dixie sets down her broom, so its not in the way, and smacks her hands together. “Let’s get to work! And Nik…put that canary yellow parasol away, please? We don’t need to have all the glasses come smashing down on us while we serve.” <3>

LadyBelz: Darkness falls across the land, the midnight hour is close at hand, creatures crawl in search of blood, to terrorize the neighbourhood…but in this case, they would settled for getting into the door of Deathclub. It had been all over town that tonight was a Halloween-themed event and people had been raiding costume shops all over the city for costumes. Luckily for Mia, she had found her own costume earlier in the week, still in a good mood after hanging about with Dix, Mags, Jess and Nick at the costume shop. Covered up in her favourite trench, she rode her bike through the alley to the back of the club before heading inside. No one was about as she took the back stairs, walking passed Helena’s office as she headed for her dressing room. Hanging her coat away, she turned to check herself in the mirror, making sure her props were secure to her hip and quickly running her fingers through her hair. It had been some time since she had taken on a client, usually leaving it to the other girls to handle while she did her routines on the main floor, but she was in the mood tonight to make someone’s fantasy come true. Nodding to herself, she headed back out to the landing overlooking the main floor and waited for the evening to start.

LuciL: After buying her Halloween costume on Thursday, Sabina was left to find the rest of her accessories to go with the outfit and to be ready by Saturday night. It was to be normal business hours at the Deathclub but with Halloween following in the next week, the club had arranged for a theme party for the staff and patrons to participate in its activities. Sabina had bought the horns (that were sitting underneath a white halo) and the swinging tail that would be situated between her bum cheeks the thought had made the Romanian woman laugh as she carried her shopping bags home. Randall was already waiting for her at the top of the stairs and gestured her for him to follow him back to his apartment. He had later explained that he had been enlisted into the U.S army and was returning to the states the next day. It had shocked Sabina to put it mildly but she kept herself calm and composed and wished him well. She was given his dog tags and his clear attentions of wanting to sleep with her one last time but she could not give it. She was still sensitive and thinking over the past Sunday and Monday with Marrok. Fortunately Miho had randomly arrived at the apartment and rescued her friend who had given Randall a bittersweet goodbye. ~~~ Saturday had arrived and Sabina had spent her afternoon getting herself ready for the night. She had no routine made for tonight but she was certain that she would probably choose one of the poles this time to give her more swing especially after downing a couple of those delicious Black Russians. Miho had made no mention of visiting the Deathclub tonight something along the lines of ‘Skype chat with the family back home’ had been her reason why it made Sabina smile and a little sad that she did not have the luxury of such comfortable family roots. 11pm and Sabina was sitting down at the vanity table in her bedroom and brushing out the newly curled pink hair down her back, she already had her quick shower as a final attempt to ease down her muscles, fortunately since last Sunday the tenderness of her lower body had calmed down to a normal level and she wasn’t walking like she had just rode a horse. Laid out on her bed was her costume, though it looked more like black strips of latex including the rope inspired boots that would be wrapping around her legs. Sabina would not be wearing any underwear tonight, she could not afford to not with the succubus costume that had eagerly bought. Changing into the attire, the latex squeaked as it was eased onto her curvy frame, Sabina giggled shortly to herself as she grabbed the black latex sticker and covered her right nipple with it, fluffing out her hair, Sabina slipped the black horns headband onto her head and attached the demonic black tail to the handcuff inspired belt that adorned her hips. Swinging around in front of the full length mirror, Sabina curled her lips approving of herself and finished her accessories with the newly bought black and gold choker, chain bracelet, bdsm printed armband and her usual ‘money’ garters to her thighs. Her lips were painted blood red and eyelids charcoal, blowing a kiss to herself Sabina sashayed out of her apartment, bumping into an elderly lady who gasped indignant at her attire “Happy Halloween dear!” Sabina cooed at her before laughing and exitting out into the street. The ride to the Deathclub was quiet as Raduz was too busy fawning over the succubus in his passenger seat, Sabina caught sight of his stare and swatted him before stepping out “I saw that hungry look! Have you forgotten succubus are killers” She laughed again as she headed towards the door where the two Frankenstein’s creations awaited her “Oh don’t you look absolutely hot” Sabina purred, picking up her tail and playfully hitting the legs of both Ivan and Nikolai “See you boys” She waved at them both and stepped inside. The music was heavy and blaring through the speakers, Sabina caught sight of the blue hair bitch that had Evzen as her new sugar daddy dressed up as a school skirt looking as scanty as Sabina did. Ignoring her glare, Sabina headed towards the bar, her mind already screaming for her favourite drink. She bit down a laugh seeing the male bartender who had served her wearing a bright yellow gown complete with the hat and parasol, while the redheaded woman who called her lass the last Saturday was looking extremely oozing in a red and black corset attire. Dixie and Inga had taken the side both looking gorgeous and inviting in both witch and bunny costumes. Smiling at the redhead, Sabina leaned against the bar “I never got your name from last Saturday honey and a black Russian for me please”

Tikool: Melissa readies herself as it’s that time again, she barely got to meet the boss but it was closing time and she was way past drunk, not way past cool. Melissa hits play on her iPhone 4 as the song –Ready to go- plays. Dancing to the beat she grabs her black like jacket and puts it on over her white tee, grabbing her faded jeans to the movement of the music she jumps into the with ease smiling the whole way as the music jumps into overdrive. “ Cause I’m ready to goo, is that a yes or no? Cause I’m ready to GOOOOO “ Yes, shes’ singing, and singing loud as hey light voice is heard out the room and a stranger walks by nodding his head to the beat. Wrapping her small bookbag with a costume of her picking, a fox get up she smiles. “ I’ll pop this on when I get there.” Jumping into her white k-swiss she stops infront of her mirror and smirks as she feels much more comfy tonight. After having a good laugh after taking a random video of a rather guy dancing in a bra and other things he should NOT have been wearing she shakes her butt to the beat as she walks out dialing the cab. Still singing walking into the lobby people stare as Melissa simply walks to the front of the hotel and finishes her song waiting for the cab to pull up. “ Standing on the roof tops shouting OUT. Baby I’m ready to go From the roof tops shouting OUT” The cab pulls up, Melissa jumps in, he pulls off as she sings not caring if she’s looking awkward. The camera fades as the last thing heard is “ I’m BACK and ready to go, SHOUT IT OUT.” Minutes later Melissa stands at the door, showing her ID to the guards and being let in, her mind is still singing as she walks in to a beat of her own, ready to meet the boss, unsure of what to expect. But she’s happy, she’s ready, and … she was singing in her head… Ready to go is her theme song for tonight. And she’s going to make it her best night ever. A flash of thought hits her and she runs into the bathroom to change, she thought about it and remembered to bring her outfit, but in the mist of everything she was jamming to her song too much to go to the restroom first.

CharlotteCarrendar: Melissa readies herself as it’s that time again, she barely got to meet the boss but it was closing time and she was way past drunk, not way past cool. Melissa hits play on her iPhone 4 as the song –Ready to go- plays. Dancing to the beat she grabs her black like jacket and puts it on over her white tee, grabbing her faded jeans to the movement of the music she jumps into the with ease smiling the whole way as the music jumps into overdrive. “ Cause I’m ready to goo, is that a yes or no? Cause I’m ready to GOOOOO “ Yes, shes’ singing, and singing loud as hey light voice is heard out the room and a stranger walks by nodding his head to the beat. Wrapping her small bookbag with a costume of her picking, a fox get up she smiles. “ I’ll pop this on when I get there.” Jumping into her white k-swiss she stops infront of her mirror and smirks as she feels much more comfy tonight. After having a good laugh after taking a random video of a rather guy dancing in a bra and other things he should NOT have been wearing she shakes her butt to the beat as she walks out dialing the cab. Still singing walking into the lobby people stare as Melissa simply walks to the front of the hotel and finishes her song waiting for the cab to pull up. “ Standing on the roof tops shouting OUT. Baby I’m ready to go From the roof tops shouting OUT” The cab pulls up, Melissa jumps in, he pulls off as she sings not caring if she’s looking awkward. The camera fades as the last thing heard is “ I’m BACK and ready to go, SHOUT IT OUT.” Minutes later Melissa stands at the door, showing her ID to the guards and being let in, her mind is still singing as she walks in to a beat of her own, ready to meet the boss, unsure of what to expect. But she’s happy, she’s ready, and … she was singing in her head… Ready to go is her theme song for tonight. And she’s going to make it her best night ever. A flash of thought hits her and she runs into the bathroom to change, she thought about it and remembered to bring her outfit, but in the mist of everything she was jamming to her song too much to go to the restroom first. (repost, rp in session, Valk to post next)

iShatteredSanity: -Helena who was sitting comfortably on a chair down at the chill lounge, she was checking out the whole club, this time from a closer look and her own eyes instead of those monitors. Anna was sitting on the floor, having her head patted and petted by her mistress.- [Helena.] “Last time we were down here we had some fun. Lets see if anything is going to happen tonight.” –Helena said and leaned closer to Anna, planting a kiss on her lips as Anna nodded.- [Anna.] “I am ready Mistress.” –She replied and Helena planted another kiss while patting her head.- [Helena.] “Good girl. You make me very happy.” –Helena said and leaned back on her seat as Anna rest her head on Helena’s lap. And who could forget what had happened on that lounge some time ago? With the poor fellow who had tried to get a blowjob from Helena and she pretty much turned his dick into salami. Ahhhh, good times, very good times. || Upstairs in the owner’s office. Demetrios and Alexandros had finished talking about the threat that the Russians posed and had come up with a good plan that would require Alexandros’ skills with the computers once more. Of course Alexandros was glad to do something like that, so he did not say no. Since people had began to walk in, Demetrios decided that it was time to get going.- [Demetrios.] “Come, it’s time to go down there.” –He said and Alexandros nodded his head.- [Alexandros.] “Yeah, I could use a drink. Lets go.” –Alexandros said and placed the massive buster like sword with the engine on his back.

Demetrios held his own massive scythe in his right hand and swung it a few times, actually enjoying it a lot.

[Demetrios.] “I am so loving this.” –He said and Alexandros pushed the door open while shaking his head.- [Alexandros.] “Give a new toy to a baby, it sure is fun.” –He said and looked at Demetrios who was about to tackle him, but Alexandros dashed and flipped Demetrios off. Demetrios flipped Alexandros back and laughed for a few moments.- [Demetrios.] “You are such an asshole.” –He said and laughed again, approaching Alexandros who waited for him.- [Alexandros.] “Yeah, I am an asshole. An adorable one. Don’t forget the adorable part.” –Alexandros said with a pouty face.- [Demetrios.] “Fine, fine, fine. You are adorkable. And you are welcome.” –He said and Alexandros shrugged his shoulders.- [Alexandros.] “I can live with that. Now, a drink.” –He said and they both headed towards the bar from the upper level. Looking at the staff, Alexandros arched an eyebrow.- “I thought that there was one man there. Unless… Oh, there he is. Oh, I am so going to love this.” –Alexandros said and had a devilish smirk on his face, but Demetrios merely shrugged his shoulders.- [Demetrios.] “Have fun.” –He said as they finally approached the bar and Alexandros sat on a stool, looking around before looking at Nick.- [Alexandros.] “Hey doll, can I get a beer please?” –He asked and licked his lips while winking at him. Demetrios facepalmed and shook his head as he looked at Dixie, licking his lips and admiring her looks in that outfit.- [Demetrios.] “Could your bewitching grace honor me with a drink? And a kiss as well?” –Demetrios asked and leaned closer to Dix. || Meanwhile outside. Ivan and Nikolai who were indeed intimidating, were checking the IDs, licenses and passports of those who wished to enter, but they were alerted since with the clothing one could bring a weapon inside, so they made a preliminary check before the bouncers inside would pay more attention.- [Ivan.] “Come on people, there are more of you who want to get in. Move your asses.” –He shouted while clapping his hands since some customers were slower than a welded turtle.-

CharlotteCarrendar: Looking a right canary coloured drag queen with a five o clock shadow, and the most ridiculous sparkly blue eyeshadow, he battered his fake lashes at Sabina as she approached the bar. In a voice that was a few notes higher than usual, and with gloved hands, in the cleanest white, he wipes the bar top where Sabina takes her seat. Looking fabulous with nipple tape and the oh so tight latex ensemble, he even finds himself oddly attracted to the Succubus like tease. “Ooooo Suffering succotashe…its a Succubus, come to suck the souls out of us…..thank god, I’m a lady, wicked temptress.”- He pulled out a fan from his little hanging bag purse, and snapped it open, fanning his face madly. Maggie, adjusted her corset, trying to poke her breasts back down a bit more, cause she is showing a bit of nip. Sabina tries to get her attention, through the sound of the pumping sound speakers, all around the bar. “I never got your name from last Saturday honey and a black Russian for me please” Maggie, smiled, seeing as someone was actually being nice to her. Dixie and Inga, well they were already back in sync, working the bar, like the pros they were, twirling bottles, pouring shots, and ever so often, Dixie woud cackle and threaten to put a spell on a customer. Maggie started to make up the black russian, and with a wink, slid the glass over to Sabina, chuckling with her wicked Irish slang. “I be Maggie Malone, or simply Mags to my horses…Eh, you lookin’ like a deadly feek in that…eh, do those tape things hurt ya nips when you rip em off?”- she enquired, her facial expression showing sincerity. Nikolas was now doing cat paws at another male punter, who was stuffing a fifty note into Nikolas’s dress top. “Oh…you naughty boy. I don’t just show off my bloomers to the first man to wave a euro….hehehehe.”- ~wave fanning madly. ~ His attention suddenly taken up by Alexandros, “Hey doll, can I get a beer please?” Nikolas showed a saucy smile from behind the fan, then set it down as he handled the beer tap like he was stroking a cock, all the while licking the air. “Anything…for you…Big Boy.” Dixie saw this and hissed at Nikolas like a mad cat. “Fairyyyy.”- Course, Dixie’s temper would be reigned in by the arrial of Dem. “Could your bewitching grace honor me with a drink? And a kiss as well?” –Dixie giggled and then cackled, as she held up a shrunken head. “Boogie oogie oogie…I will make you a wicked brew, then cast my spell on you…*cackles wildly*…but first, dare to kiss the Witch?”- she leant forward and planted a kiss on his lips softly, then went back to make his grey goose, and a few vodka shots, all the while winking at him slyly. <3>

LadyBelz: The club began to fill and Mia decided it was time to get a drink. She headed to the bar, via the main staircase, nodding to a few recognizable faces. She sincerely hoped there wasn’t an incident like the last time. She would hate to have to kick someone else’s ass, although she enjoyed kicking the shit out of that guy. Someone dressed as Hercules from the Disney cartoon stepped into her path and halted her progres. Her first thought was “Oh, here we go again.” She cocked a hip, placing one hand as she stared at the man. “Oh my God! It is you! I thought I was seeing things!” the man gushed. Frowning, Mia stared at him, wondering who in the hell he thought she looked like. “I beg your pardon?” she stated. “Could I have your autograph? I loved you when you played Xena and I thought you were fucking awesome when you were on Battlestar Galactica although they could have fleshed out your character a little more. Any chance of a Xena movie in the future? Are you still friends with Kevin Sorbo? Did you guys date at all?” The man’s questions kept coming faster and faster and realizing what he was going on about, Mia started laughing out loud. She slapped a hand over the man’s runaway mouth to stop him. “First of all, I’m flattered that you *think* I look like her. But I’m not her. This is my Halloween costume for the evening. I’m Mia.” she explained. At the mention of her name, his eyes widened even more and he practically yanked her hand away from his mouth. “OH MY GOD!! YOU ARE MY FAVORITE STRIPPER IN THIS PLACE!! Can I have your autograph anyway?” he grinned, bouncing up and down in place like an eager puppy. Laughing and shaking her head, she agreed. He handed her a Sharpie pen and turned away from her, bending over and flipping up the back of his costume, exposing his thong covered ass for the whole club to see. Chuckling in amusement, she signed her first name and then bent over and kissed his ass, leaving a lipstick-covered imprint of her lips on the rounded cheek just over her name. She patted his other cheek to indicate she was finished and the man nearly spun on the spot, shouting for everyone to hear; “MIA KISSED MY ASS!! MIA KISSED MY ASS!! I AM NEVER WASHING THIS OFF AND I’M GOING TO HAVE IT MADE INTO A TATTOO!!” And he went running out of the club, much to everyone’s amusement. Chuckling, Mia continued to the bar, squeezing in next to Alex and grinning at Nick when she spotted his costume. “Well Good Golly, Ms Dolly, how about a Margarita?” she ordered, dropping a ten-spot into his “cleavage”.

LuciL: The different costumes flooding through the front doors excited Sabina, it seemed the entire club including its loyal patrons were getting into the swing of things when it came to All Hallows eve and she could feel it press against her body. Sabina overheard the male bartender coo out towards her, she tilted her head towards him and burst out laughing as he was fanning himself over “Ooooo Suffering succotashe…its a Succubus, come to suck the souls out of us…..thank god, I’m a lady, wicked temptress.” Squeezing her breasts together, Sabina mocked a curtsy as she took a seat, playing along with his game “Even mademoiselles get seduced and their souls sucked dry” She remarked in a teasing tone and turned her attention back to the redhead who was making up the Black Russian for her. Her breasts suddenly more popping than usual in the corset and it tempted Sabina to take her own corset-designed nails and rake them over the smooth leather. The Irish woman winked towards Sabina and slid the glass to her which the Romanian all happily took into her left hand and took her first sip sighing out contently as she tasted the vodka within the drink. “I be Maggie Malone, or simply Mags to my horses…Eh, you lookin’ like a deadly feek in that…eh, do those tape things hurt ya nips when you rip em off?”- Her name was Maggie, Sabina noted down to remember this and giggled hearing her question “I have no idea my dear Maggie, believe it or not this is my first time I’m wearing a nipple sticker” Sabina shook her pink hair out of her face still chuckling as she took another sip from the drink. She almost spat it out when she saw the male bartender tease one of the Greek boys who was dressed up like an anime character, Sabina having no clue what anime or manga was like wished Miho was here. Miho would love to see his costume and tell Sabina who the hell he was dressed up as. Taking another drink, Sabina giggled into her glass hearing Dixie call out “Fairyyy” to the male bartender just as Mia made her way to the bar all decked out as the famous warrior princess herself. Elsewhere some loud overexcited loud bloke was screaming “MIA KISSED MY ASS!! MIA KISSED MY ASS!! I AM NEVER WASHING THIS OFF AND I’M GOING TO HAVE IT MADE INTO A TATTOO!!” Sabina arched a pierced eyebrow towards the Deathclub queen and grinned at her cheekily “You did what now Mia?” Her dark eyes approving of Mia’s costume.

Tikool: Melissa steps into the rest room and throws her back pack off, grabbing small red pieces of clothes she takes off her jacket and jeans and shoes, slipping on her tiny red top and matching bottoms she plants fox ears on her her. Looking In the mirror and fixes the ears making sure they are even, then pulling out huge red and black emo boots and smirking. “ Damn… hope I fit in.” Slipping in the boots she poses looking into the mirror pulls out the final piece of her get up, a white feather looking cloth. Placing it on her right hip she’s finally ready to enjoy the night and hopefully talk to the boss about DJing. Melissa finally steps out into the club again, scanning the bar she does a look as she hears “ MIA KISSED MY ASS “ shaking her head as it confused the red off her face she walks to the bar. Feeling good and still dancing to the beat in her head, she sings to herself sitting at the bar “ Sitting at the bar, shouting out, I’m ready for RUM” Playing around with the song in her head as those are NOT the correct lyrics she nods her head to her own beat waiting to have a drink completely gone almost in a daze.

iShatteredSanity: -A soft purr like sound parted Demetrios’ lips as Dix’s lips made contact with his. That was his addiction, his drug, and he wanted that, he craved for that, he needed that. Once the kiss was over, the game with their eyes started. Winking back at Dix, Demetrios patiently waited for her to come back with his drink and shots. Of course he had noticed that Mia had arrived, dressed up like Xena from the TV series and he was surprised by the similarity to the actor. That was something that even Alexandros had noticed.- [Alexandros.] “Ahhhh… The wet dreams of our teenage years. How many times I jerked off to some lesbian fantasies of Xena and her sidekick, only my hand knows.” –He said to Demetrios, not caring if Mia heard him as she sat next to him. Demetrios could not help himself but laugh and nod his head.- [Demetrios.] “Man, she was, no, she still is some fine piece. But you can keep her, I have someone else now and you don’t want to mess with a witch.” –Demetrios said. Alexandros looked at Dixie and then back at Demetrios.- [Alexandros.] “But you are the Grim Reaper. I thought that witches can’t do a thing to the Grim Reaper. Only his son, Death the Kid went to ask for their help to fight the Kishin at the moon. And…” –He looked at Demetrios who was looking back at him with an eyebrow arched.- [Demetrios.] “Thank you asshole for the spoiler. I was saving the last 20 chapters for later.” –He said and cracked his neck a few times.- [Alexandros.] “Oh, okay. Uhm, my bad then.” –He said and shrugged his shoulders before looking at Mia and poking her side.- “Miss Xena, I am such a fan of yours. You reigned over my perverted fantasies when I was a kid. Thank you.” –He said. Suddenly Demetrios turned his head towards the direction of a voice that shouted “MIA KISSED MY ASS!! MIA KISSED MY ASS!! I AM NEVER WASHING THIS OFF AND I’M GOING TO HAVE IT MADE INTO A TATTOO!!” Demetrios shuddered a bit and shook his head.- [Demetrios.] “I am not going to touch that ass, let alone tattoo that thing on him. No fucking way.” –He said and looked back at Dixie who was pouring the drink and the shots, winking again. || Meanwhile at the chill lounge. Helena and Anna were having a good time, not fucking or licking each other, but rather kissing, caressing and fondling each other. It was still too soon for them, but Helena hoped that she could get some more people to join them later on. And she had already spotted a few chicks on the floor. One blond woman who was dressed like a vampire with some D cup breasts, something that made Helena wonder how well she could suck. A woman with blue hair who was dressed like an alien creature with E cup breasts, something that made Helena wonder if she could survive in the harsh environment of her breasts. And a few more women that made Helena horny as fuck and literally drooling. Anna knew about that and she could not help but snicker.- [Anna.] “Mistress can do anything She wants to me, i will certainly not mind.” –Anna said and kissed Helena’s stomach above her clothes. Helena smiled softly and ran her hand through Anna’s hair.- [Helena.] “I know my dear, I know. And I am grateful to have you.” –Helena said and Anna purred like a small kitten. || Outside. Ivan and Nikolai were checking the ones who wanted to walk in and they did not even stop to fart, so to say. Many people with costumes and only a very few of them without, were getting checked and walked inside when they flashed an ID. But of course there were those who had nothing and they were sent back home and were not allowed to walk inside.- [Nikolai.] “Stupid kids. You know, ID or not go in.” –He mumbled to himself and shook his head while doing his job.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie smiled at Dem, and said to him through the wall of sound, coming from the DJ stand. “Babe…I gotta do this.”- She went out the back and quickly picked up the phone to the DJ, who answered it right away. “Yo Dix baby…you got this all organised?” – Dixie was like the cat with cream, looking decidely evil as she twirled a black lock of hair. “Oh yeah…when I give the signal…you go!”- The DJ laughed and then you could hear a huge boom, as the music was turned off, and there were flood lights on the centre staging stand. Dixie turned to Inga, and Nikolas and shouted. “Get Maggie up on the stage…she is going to show em what she can do!”- Maggie looked bewildered, pouring a drink and said “Huh?” – Not missing a beat, she dragged Maggie, whose heels clattered on the hard floor, and led her up to the dance area, Nikolas and Inga following close behind, and they took up their places behind the microphone stands, as Maggie got dragged out the front, Dixie being handed a mic from one of the sound specialists. “DEATH CLUB PATRONS…TO CELEBRATE HALLOWEEN, THE CLUB IS PROUD TO PRESENT.. *she looked at her through her web netting and smirked*…MAGGIE MALONE!”- she handed the mic to Maggie and then went to take her place with the others, Nikolas, trying to pull a Euro note out of his cleavage. Maggie gulped, and then held her hand up, since the light was so bright, cast down on her. The DJ, started the music, and Maggie curled her fingers around the mic, raising it to her lips, about to sing.

“I’ll….put a spell on you….and now your mine….You better stop the things that you’re doin’, I said, “Watch out, I ain’t lyin’”, yeah!”- All three behind her were swaying in time, as Maggie moved her arms as though casting a spell on the audience. ” I ain’t gonna take none of your, foolin’ around, I ain’t gonna take none of your, puttin’ me down. *she went waltzing out to the front, and then started to take off her gloves, and toss them at the audience, one at a time, as she purred. “I put a spell on you because you’re mine, all right!”- Dixie cackled and whooped from up the back, and Nikolas lifted his skirts as though it was the can can and flashed a pair of gold lame undies. “Wohoooo!”- Inga near fainted as she danced along side him “Vhat a cock!” <3>

LadyBelz: While waiting for her drink, Mia chuckled as she overheard the conversation between Alex and Dem about their perverted teenage fantasies. Who didn’t dream of Xena and Gabby getting it on? Mia had on more than one occassion, which lead to being bisexual. “Miss Xena, I am such a fan of yours. You reigned over my perverted fantasies when I was a kid. Thank you.” she heard Alex say as he poked her in the side. She ducked away from the probing finger with a small laugh. She hated being poked, she was ticklish, an unknown fact to everyone who knew her. She leaned close to his ear to be heard over the music. “Want me to kiss your ass too?” She grinned and winked at him. Meanwhile, across the club, a man in a Phantom of the Opera costume was watching the bar from the corner he had hidden himself in. Whom he was looking at was unknown, but he wasn’t bothering anyone so he was pretty much left to his own devices. “So Dem, what would you do if that guy came to your shop wanting my lips tattooed to his ass? Would you…service…him?” She teased, emphasizing the word “service” with a wink and a lick of her lips. She loved getting the man riled up when she could. Dixie seemed to bring out his playful side and she was glad to see it. The man clearly didn’t smile enough before she entered his life. And now Mia was proud of the way he seemed to be handling himself these days, not so closed off and unapproachable. She turned in her seat to get a glimpse of Maggie singing and she swayed along with the music, laughing at Nick when he flashed his gold undies at anyone who was looking. “I swear if he wasn’t so hung up on Maggie, I’d wonder if that man was gay. He is entirely too comfortable dressed like that.” she chuckled.

LuciL: Sabina had finished her first glass of the Black Russian overhearing the cartoon dressed Greek young man fawn over Mia’s costume “Miss Xena, I am such a fan of yours. You reigned over my perverted fantasies when I was a kid. Thank you.” Chewing on the cherries that had been spiked on the silver toothpick in her mouth, Sabina chuckled softly under her breath watching as Dixie strode past Maggie shouting to the rest of the bartenders “Get Maggie up on the stage…she is going to show em what she can do!” Sabina arched her eyebrow up again not knowing that Maggie had a hidden talent then again she had just gotten herself acquainted with the Irish woman and watched the four go the main catwalk in the centre of the Deathclub. Turning around in her stool, though keeping an eye on her time knowing she would have to start grabbing her tips. Sabina saw an orange fox-girl sit down at the bar singing loudly “Sitting at the bar, shouting out, I’m ready for RUM” Only one girl Sabina knew that loved her rum. Giggling at how cute Melissa looked, Sabina finished the cherries on her stick and stood up as Mia taunted the ‘Grim reaper’ about servicing the man whose ass she had kissed. Grinning and shaking her head, Sabina walked around the bar and huggled Melissa from behind, kissing her red hair “Good evening my sweet Mel” and left the girl quickly as Dixie’s voice announced through the speakers “DEATH CLUB PATRONS…TO CELEBRATE HALLOWEEN, THE CLUB IS PROUD TO PRESENT…MAGGIE MALONE!” Taking up one of the poles that was elevated near the tesla coils bouncing with a mix of green lighting and electricity. Sabina hopped onto the platform, she wasn’t going to dance just yet. Her eyes transfixed as Maggie enchanted the crowd with her vocals, so that was her talent! A voice to draw in and keep you fixated for even Sabina was staring as she felt herself swaying on the platform, her ‘tail’ swishing between her legs and around her ankles. She would have stared more at the redheaded vixen if she didn’t catch sight of the male bartender whooping around like a cancan dancer in his yellow gown, Sabina laughed as she heard someone close to her pole mumble “Thats one way of expressing he isn’t afraid of what he does” Looking down Sabina saw Josef dressed up as Captain Hook waving his cutlass at her along with a charming smile on his Spanish face “Senorita Sabina…” Grinning, Sabina kneeled down and pecked his cheek “Welcome back Josef dragul meu” Lifting herself back up, Sabina continued watching Maggie work the crowd by using just her vocals, though the long gloves had been pulled off by now, teasing the crowd ‘She could be one hell of an escort’ Sabina thought to herself smiling wickedly.

Tikool: Getting her drink Melissa perks up as she’s hugged from behind “ Good evening my sweet Mel” Turing around Rina was already gone before Melissa could react, “ That’s getting paid Rina. “ Smiling she drinks her rum as another redhead sings and people stare in amazement. She turns the others as a male bartender in his yellow gown doing his thing, staring she walks up to the crowd around the bar and yells “ HEY have we met? Like in a store a day or two ago? “ Pulling out her phone she goes to snap another picture, “ If so you should so serve me a drink. Think of it as part two if you’re who I think you are.” Downing her rum and a few fast gulps she simply waits for a reply while shaking her bum to the music plays with her cup at the bar. “ I HOPE this is the guy I met before.. otherwise round two of making of fool of myself. And I NEED to talk to the owner or caretaker or whatever she is called. I wanna work here.”

iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios looked at Dixie as she passed him his drink and the shots, telling him that she had to do that. What did she had to do? Demetrios looked at Dix with curiosity when he heard the DJ talk. Had they planned something and he was not aware? Oh, that was surely a surprise and caught Dem off guard, so to say, but it was more than welcome. Demetrios took the drink and his share of shots in front of him, gulping the shots and looking at the DJ and Maggie on the scene. When Maggie began singing and after he had killed his shots, he took out a cigarette and lit it, smoking it slowly while enjoying those moments. Her voice angelic and a lullaby to everyone’s ears. Everyone from the club was focused on her alone and they swayed their heads and bodies in the same rhythm, creating a wave of some sort. That was truly magnificent. But Demetrios was not focused on Maggie, his eyes were locked on Dixie, his Dixie, admiring how she looked and feeling blessed to have her with him. Alexandros on the other hand was somehow busy with Mia who was giggling and laughing like a high school girl after she was poked. Alexandros smirked slightly at her reaction and thought that it was his words that compared her with the actor of Xena. “Want me to kiss your ass too?”, Mia had whispered that question to his ear before winking at him. Alexandros chuckled and leaned to whisper to her ear.- [Alexandros.] “A kiss, yeah, but not on my ass. I was thinking about a kiss somewhere else.” –He said and chuckled once more while licking her earlobe before pulling back and getting ready to either avoid or defend on an imminent slap on his face. But it was Demetrios who grabbed Alexandros’ jacket and pulled him a bit back to look at Mia better.- [Demetrios.] “There is no fucking way in hell that I am going to tattoo his ass. Nah, no fucking way.” –He said and shook his head before shrugging his shoulders and pushing Alexandros back on his seat. Alexandros turned his head to look at Demetrios.- [Alexandros.] “I guess I am glad that I was not holding my drink, otherwise I would kick your ass.” –Alexandros said and Demetrios smirked devilishly as he flipped Alexandros off.- [Demetrios.] “You would need some serious skills, but you are always welcome to spar me. Just like the old days.” –He said and patted Alexandros’ back while laughing along with his old friend.- [Alexandros.] “Good idea. I need to stretch a bit after all.” –Alexandros said and Demetrios nodded.- [Demetrios.] “Alright, lets have some fun later in the week.” –He said and Alexandros nodded his head. || Meanwhile at the chill lounge. Helena had already called a few women from the dancefloor, especially the blonde vampire, the blue haired alien, another woman who was dressed like Jason Voorhees, and another one dressed like a cat. They all were relaxing themselves, drinking a few drinks and kissing each other, warming up for the big even later on. || Outside now. Ivan and Nikolai kept checking for IDs, driving licenses and/or passports and most of the customers had already walked inside, leaving only a few of them outside. Once everyone was in, they finally took some time to relax and began talking about random stuff, like football games, women and drinks. None of them could see the shadow that lurked in a shadowy and dark corner about 100 meters away from them, lurking like a wild animal before it attacks its prey.-

CharlotteCarrendar: Maggie came to the end of the song on a high note. “I ain’t gonna take none of your, foolin’ around, I ain’t gonna take none of your, puttin’ me down..*she raised her arms out and smiled as she saw Sabina dancing on the platform, her tail whipping around her. Maggie brought the house down with.* I put a spell on you because you’re mine, all right and I took it down!” As the crowd applauded and whistled, Maggie turned around and ran opened armed to Dixie, who she nearly knocked off the stage, squealing and such, the microphone would get feedback and hiss violently. “I DID IT…I SANG!”- she screamed in Dixie’s ear, only making Dixie look startled and nodding away till her hat nearly fell off. Inga led everyone down off the platform, knowing that they would have to go to back to work, Nikolas all hot and sweaty, fanning himself madly. “I don’t know how you ladies dress like this.” Inga and Dixie looked at each other and then at Nikolas and said in unison “We don’t.” Before erupting in laughter and taking their places back behind the bar. Maggie who was so chuff from singing, nudged Nikolas and said. “Now you see why I told you to dress as Rocky….You going to cook in that, ya Feek.”- <3>

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iShatteredSanity: -As the kiss slowly broke, Demetrios could feel Dixie’s hands on his shoulders and then sliding down as her pants slid down as well. Dixie began teasing Demetrios who leaned back on the couch, licking his lips and with his right hand began rubbing the bulge on his pants. Oh damn, she knew how to tease him; not that it was a difficult task, but anyway. He could get a nice view of both her ass and vagina at the same time. And what a view. Like a temptress, Dixie turned to look at him just like a wild cat with her hair like a veil to cover her face. Demetrios chuckled for a bit and he began to take off his shoes and pants at the same time, allowing his member to come out proud, hard and already throbbing with anticipation.- “Do you really have to ask Dixie?” –Demetrios said and moved closer to her, his member sliding up and down between her ass cheeks, poking her back door a few times before his member slid down between her legs, collecting her moisture and glistening in the dimmed light of the garage.- “I don’t just want you, I need you.” –Demetrios said and kept teasing her a bit more, sliding his member not only between her mound, but also between her butt cheeks, wondering which door she wanted this time.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Hunched over, she drew her hands along the timber of the table, her hair draping over her shoulders, and down to hide her from Demetios’s gaze. Arching her back, as he moved in behind her, he could see the bumps of her spine, as it pressed through her skin, pulling it tight. Lowering her head, total submission, she appeared, soft, with rounded curves. Luscious ass cheeks, which he parted with his fingers, searching for where to join with her. Each forward motion, his member gently pushing to the rim, as if not wanting to take her forcefully. He wanted her to have the choice. Dixie’s legs trembled at the prospect, her tongue licking her lips in anticipation. “I don’t just want you, I need you.” God, for him to say, he needed her, like a human needs oxygen, a fish needs water, a bird needs to fly. She needed him too. More than he would ever know. So tonight, she wanted more than pleasure. Dixie wanted to walk the line between pleasure and pain. Closing her eyes, she whispered. “Take me where none have ever been. I want to cry your name. I want to feel, I want to be so tight for you, that you can barely breathe.” <3>

iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios had seen Dixie’s naked body many many times, yet every time was as if it was his first. He admired the view of her naked body, admiring the pain she went through for all those tattoos on her, admiring the courage of hers to bare them in plain view and not hiding them. After all they were Dixie’s very own feathers, feathers of ink. And Dixie was his angel. While waiting for Dixie’s answer on his unspoken question, Demetrios kept sliding his member up and down between her ass cheeks and also on her vagina, collecting more and more of her early nectar. And finally Dixie spoke, “Take me where none have ever been. I want to cry your name. I want to feel, I want to be so tight for you, that you can barely breathe.”. She gave him the answer to his unspoken question and Demetrios smiled softly. Damn, she had a way with her words.- “I will try not to hurt you much, but even when I do, I will make you feel good about it.” –Demetrios said and stopped sliding his member. The tip of it began poking her tight little hole, threatening to penetrate it at any moment. Demetrios’ hands began running up and down on Dixie’s back, caressing her skin softly before they finally rested on her sides, holding her firm as he pressed his hips some more, poking her tight hole more than earlier.- “It will only hurt in the beginning, bear it with me.” –Demetrios said and let some of his saliva fall from his mouth and between her ass cheeks, waiting till it had reached the tip of his member before he pushed his hips forward some more. The tip of his member finally entering her back door. Damn that was very super tight and he could feel it with the tip of his member. A few soft moans parted his lips since he could feel the pain as well, but he did not mind it. Slowly, very slowly, he began to push his hips some more, his shaft entering her back door now.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – In the dim lights of the garage, the alabaster of her skin, like the finest porcelain, then coloured with the animals, swirls of letters, the doves, the dragon and the tiger. Power and yet she showed, the most gentle creatures. A woman of contrast, it was as though her story was played out in the pictures of her body. Her totem. And for her man this night, she was his treasured gift, his delight and his prize. Worth the wait, and most certainly wanted, needed. Dixie had not ever experienced this before, and she knew that it would hurt at first, a great deal. Deme could hear her, taking short sharp breathes, getting her body ready, so she did not automatically tense on him. Oh she was going to be tight alright. Dixie draws up her fingers, so her nails would be like claws upon the wood of the table. Tension, so thick, it swirled the room, and this had her leaking pre, that was captured by Deme, as he rubbed his member back and forth beneath her. “It will only hurt in the beginning, bear it with me.” This was it..no going back now, no stopping him, and she wouldn’t even if she could try. Dixie squeezed her eyes tight, back arching further, and Demetrios took a commanding hold of her hips. The crown of his head, rest on the tight puckered rim of her ass, that seemed to be too tight for him to pass into. The drip of saliva, lubricated her tiny hole. She was already shivering in anticipation. Biting her bottom lip, she felt the entrance breached. “DEM!” The widening of her hole, that could barely cope with his engorged member, tightened, showing resistance, and this would only spur him on. Dixie was panting, regulating her breathing, as she felt the sharp pain. Pain…She felt him….and it was intoxicating. <3>

iShatteredSanity: -Moans, soft groans, the sounds of heavy breathing, they had all become a melody for Dixie and Demetrios. Their very own bodies were the instruments, and quite honestly nothing else was needed. They had each other, holding each other, feeling each other, and bonding more and more with each other. With Dixie offering her anal virginity to Demetrios, that mean that from now on she was fully his. It mean that Demetrios had been the one to turn her into a fully grown woman; at least sexually. And Demetrios was not a punk or a fool to abuse that privilege, that honor. Demetrios who loved Dixie wanted her to feel good, enjoy everything that he offered her. Damn, she was so beautiful under the dimmed light. Her voice, her scream when she called out his name, so beautiful. Demetrios kept pushing his pelvis forward, feeling her tight hole clenching around the shaft and biting his bottom lip. It was a bit painful for him, but for Dixie it should be much more painful, yet he did not do things fast, no. He was entering her slowly, very slowly so that she could enjoy it, even though she was in pain. And finally after a few seconds, his whole member was inside her till the rim had reached the base of it. Instead of pulling out and going in again, he leaned forward as his hands traveled on her stomach, rubbing gently against it as he finally grabbed her small, but beautiful breasts, squeezing them and massaging them. He also leaned forward, planting a kiss on her neck before he licked her earlobe. Then and only then he began to slowly pull out, but again he did it as slow as he entered. It was her first time, and he wanted her to enjoy it.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Inch….Dixie clawed at the table, her body trembling. Inch…Pain, it hurt, it hurt…push past it. Inch…Dixie’s inner walls being pushed apart, god she could feel him getting right in. Inch…Another cry, only this one had no sound, her breath stolen from her. Inch…Unbelievable, the depth to which he was able to go. Inch…He was being so careful, so gentle, and Demetrios would know that she was going to remember this for the rest of her life. Inch…Her ass a virgin no more, he came to a stop, his body right up now, pressed to her ass cheeks, that were now apart. Fingers flexing, her mind reeling. He hunched over her, touching, exploring with his hands. Dixie had never felt so much love. She whispered his name, while her nipples, dark and hardening were growing as his fingers tweaked and teased them. Dixie’s skin was aflame with the fiery of passion, and his kisses like dry ice, sizzling upon her. Nipping and kissing. Erotic…Fantastic. Pleasure, Pain…she wanted it all. Her cries grew to deep moans, and she began to push back, wanting more. Wanting him to now press on. She was with him every step of the way. Now, he had her. Now…he could take her, bring her back onto him. She wanted him to enjoy her flesh, her feathers of ink…her many holes. To never want another…but his woman. <3>

iShatteredSanity: -More moans, more soft cries of pain and pleasure, more layers were added in the melody that was about to become a faster one with more beat. Demetrios could feel her body being hot. It could have been the anticipation, it could have been the wanting and needing, it could have been the time that they had spent without ‘connecting’, it could have been many things, but the result was still the same. Her hardened nipples grazed his palms as he massaged her breasts, something that made his member throb more and more, feeling so good to be inside her. After licking her earlobe for some time, he then bit it softly as his lips fell shut around it. He began sucking her earlobe, closing his eyes as well as she began to whisper his name. Damn that was the best sensation he could ever feel. Words could not explain how much he loved his Dixie and how the two of them could feel each other in ways that none of them could have ever imagined. With slow moves he moved his hips backwards till his shaft was out in the open again, but the tip of his member was still inside her. And then he began to push his hips forward, once again his member entering her and feeling her tight hole clenching around them. So tight, yet so good. Demetrios had taken her anal virginity too, but that did not mean anything to him. For him he was not having sex with Dixie, he was making love with her and he was forming a much stronger bond with her, one that he did not wish to shatter. Again his member entered her fully, but this time instead of stopping there, he immediately moved his hips backwards. And then forward, and then backwards. He had already began moving his hips back and forth with slow motions so that her tight hole could loosen up a little bit before he could increase both the pace and the force behind each thrust.-

CharlotteCarrendar:- Hot breath seering her skin, and his teeth biting on her earlobe, teasing and sucking. It was incredibly erotic for Dixie, who was still in pain, but she craved more. Slowly, he started to pull out of her. “Oh my God” The feeling was impossible to describe. Such a release, and then as he caught her breath, he was going back inside her, filling her with his throbbing member. She must have been so incredibly tight, massaging with her inner muscles, squeezing him tight, tighter than a band, to constrict him of blood flow. Every time he would come close to pull out, the sensitive areas, beneath the crown of his cock, would be teased by the rim. This would make him want that, again and again. Slow was for the start, now he was picking up pace. She was now no longer some doll in a package he could never touch, he had broken her seal, and he could play with her, in any way he wanted. Delirious from the sensations, she craved to have him pull out and then press into her. The garage came alive with her cries, his name said over and over, words of love, then begging for him….her Man, to release his inner demon. The angel’s feathers had fallen. No longer virgin white…she was the beautiful black of night. Desire peeking, she rocked her hips back…so soon, you hear the slapping of bodies. Pull her hair back, ride the girl, brand her ass…make her yours. “I fucking love you!” She brought a hand up to her clitty, while supporting herself with her left hand, and stroked and fingered her clitty. <3>

iShatteredSanity: -In, out, in, out, in, out. Demetrios had already began moving his hips faster and harder, adding more force behind each thrust. Pain? He could still feel some pain on his hard and throbbing member, but he did not mind it. The mix of endorphins and adrenaline that was being pumped by his heart was filling his body, rendering him unable to feel pain, he could only feel pleasure and immense love for his angel. In, out, in, out, in, out, in, out. Faster, harder. Their bodies grinded against each other as they both moved in the same rhythm. And as their bodies grinded against each other, it was as if they created electricity. Demetrios could feel the chill down his spine electrifying him and adding as an energy source that kept him going and going. Her cries of pain and pleasure, the way she called out his name, her breathing, her heartbeat, he could hear them all. Having his eyes closed he kept sucking her earlobe before he finally let it go so that he could whisper to her ear.- “Dixie, thank you.” –Making a slight pause he thrust hard inside her, his balls moving forward and falling on her vagina, collecting some of her nectar and making them glisten in the dimmed light of the garage.- “I love you, I love you so fucking much. Thank you my angel.” –Demetrios finished his sentence and while holding her breasts, he stopped ramming her and pulled her on his body as he leaned backwards to sit on the couch with Dixie on top of him. Once they were in position, on that reverse cowgirl like position, Demetrios began to once again pound his member into her, ramming her fast and hard, loving each moment as it passed and not wanting any of those to end.- “I love you Dixie angel…” –He whispered again and he planted a soft kiss on her neck before leaning more into her to kiss her on her lips.-

CharlotteCarrendar:- Bodies glisten, well oiled machines. Pistons working to create sparks, life. Engines roar, the garage was where you hear the ducati ignite, but instead of cars and bikes, Dixie was his sweet ride. Beyond pain, and falling, spiralling into absolute pleasure, the raw burning…now it was sweet, to be savoured and enjoyed, but one can’t take it slow, when you want to go higher. Faster, speed increasing. Demetrios gripped her, seized her, guided her onto him, again, and again. More more…so much more. He could feel the rough of her spine on his chest, his hands groping her small mounds. Handling her. His…His. Dixie was now flexible, no longer tense, fluid movements, and holding up to his onslaught. He whispered to her, while she fingered herself. “Dixie, thank you.” She had made him happy…the greatest reward to his woman. And she smiled as she captured her breath, with him pushing in all the way, then raising her up, her legs apart. Carrying her, while impaled on his thick meat. Sitting down, her knees now resting on the couch, so she was able to offer him freedom of movement. Reverse cowboy, allowed him to let his hands roam all over her, while still taking her ass. Slap slap slap. His throbbing length vanishing up inside her,his balls full and hard. Pulling her back he was able to kiss her neck, and she tilted her head enough, so they shared a kiss. No one had ever loved her like this. Now seasoned, primed. The pain barrier broken, she gave in, and lowered into the depths of waters of sin. She bounced down as he went up her, and her body simply melted upon his. “Dem…oh god….don’t stop…DEM!” she kissed him hungrily, the couch set to break from the act of love. <3>

iShatteredSanity: -The two bodies kept grinding and grinding against each other. They were creating electricity that fueled them. But that was not normal electricity. It was the electrifying passion between Dixie and Demetrios that kept them going. It was the electrifying passion between the two lovers that had numbed all the pain that they could feel and turned it into pleasure and joy. “Dem…oh god….don’t stop…DEM!”, Dixie’s words echoed in every corner inside the garage and inside Demetrios’ head who did not stop for a single moment. Finally pressing his lips against hers, he kissed her back, hungry as well for her lips, for her kiss that could send him in a never ending bliss. Oh how much he loved it. His lips pressed hard against hers as his breathing had become irregular and while he managed to speak a few words.- “I don’t… I don’t want this to end… I want to be… with you… forever. I love you Dixie angel.” –Demetrios managed to say between panting and kissing her. Massaging her breasts some more, he grabbed her nipples with his index fingers and thumbs, pinching them and tugging them as he increased the speed and the force of each thrust. Her tight hole had already loosened up a bit and he was able to do so. And suddenly he took his member out of her, ramming it back inside her. And then pulled it out only to ram her again, and again, and again before he resumed his previous movement of piston fucking her while still kissing her. In all honestly, even though Demetrios was experienced in that field after having a few sex partners, none of them could compare to Dixie. Dixie was a woman that he loved and a woman that could bring out the best of him in all fields; sex of course being one of them.-

CharlotteCarrendar:- Glistening pre like honey seeping out and coating his balls, that smacked her, with every upward thrust. Delirious, both now were, slaves to their desires. Hot, sticky, wet. Neither of them wanted to stop, they had yet to reach the orgasm, but what was best of this, was it hurts so good. Their tongues were coiling and dancing, probing and searching the other’s mouths. His hands, his fingers. teased and pricked at her ripe breasts. Grabbing each and tugging hard, as the speed increased, with the upward thrusts. Dixie didn’t want it to end either. In between broken kisses, would their eyes meet and each struggled to breath, with Demetrios blurting words as he tried to convey his love. “I don’t… I don’t want this to end… I want to be… with you… forever. I love you Dixie angel.” Through all they had known of the other, and the women that had come before, to call her an angel when he himself, was known as the Grim Reaper, the night of the Engagement party, between Inga and Kraus, meant that she was in part his salvation. Or maybe…she was truly a fallen. <3>

iShatteredSanity: -Ahhhhh… How beautiful that sensation, the swirl of emotions, their bodies that had become sticky with sweat and their moans were. Such a beautiful tone, one that only those two could create. One could compare them to an instrument with a person to play it, or even a motorbike with the rider, both examples being very accurate, and both examples showing the relationship and understanding that was shared. If Dixie was an instrument, she would have been the best violin ever created, fitting only one man, Demetrios. And if Demetrios was a motorcycle, he would be fine tuned only for Dixie to ride him in any way she wanted. Regardless. Demetrios kept pushing more and more into the kiss, not holding back from his animalistic side as he kept hammering Dixie’s firm and tight, even though a tiny loose, ass. Her precum had begun to slide down and coat his balls with it, making them sticky every time they happened to fall on her glistening vagina. Looking at Dixie straight into her eyes, he blinked a few times since he could feel that he was about to explode. He was slowly reaching his climax and he wanted Dixie to know about that. Increasing the pace more and more and becoming a bit more fierce, Demetrios held her on the spot, only he was the one who was moving his hips up and down as fast as he could, moments before the grand finale.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – From love making, from pain to pleasure, now they had lowered into the warm depths, with a guttural growl from Dixie, you knew she was close. Husky, was how her voice had become. Breathing through her nostrils, when he took her mouth. The kissing, frantic, like she couldn’t be left behind. Her ass now a little less tight, took him with ease. The perfect fit. Demetrios bucked up inside her, until you would think they were truly one body mass. Frantic, her fingers delved between the slick folds, and she was now taking sharp short breaths. His cock was now thick, wide, and had her about to burst. Faster, they moved, and she saw him blinking. Oh god….she wanted to come with him. She wanted to finish the race with him. Gritting her teeth, she finger fucked herself, disappearing up to her knuckles, while his slick member had her ass conquered. It was …almost there. She could see it…feel it. High pitch, the scale going higher…her lips parted,and she cried…”I’m….I’m coming…I’m…coming…DEM!!..God!” -she squirted hot jets onto her hands, and wanted to kiss him, bite him, have him cum with her, fucking and loving her. <3>

iShatteredSanity: – -Pushing more and more into the kiss, Demetrios did not even take a single breath. He was using all of the oxygen he had left and pushed himself over the limits by increasing the speed and the force behind each thrust. Literally melting into that kiss, he did not want to postpone it at all, plus he had figured out that she was close as well. He had seen the way that she had been using her plunged her fingers inside her vagina after all. Finally breaking the kiss and hearing Dixie cry out, he took a deep breath and gave everything he could into the few final thrusts before he arched his back and rammed his hard and throbbing cock as deep as he could inside her.- “FUCK!” –He shouted as he arched his head and tilted it backwards while pushing Dixie down on his cock that began spurting its hot and sticky milk inside her, at the very moment she began to squirt on her hand. Releasing more and more of his semen inside her, Demetrios slowly leaned back on the couch but still pushed Dixie down on his cock. Once he had leaned back on the couch, he moved his head forward, his lips finding hers and locking into a kiss so passionate, so fierce and wild, a kiss that he had never given her before. Panting and moaning he did not want to break the contact even for a single moment.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Dominant, hard, just so powerful. Demetrios pulled her down, breaking the kiss, and then. Like powered cannon, he fired multiple jets of milky semen up inside her. She could even feel his balls, constrict and move, his member pulsating within her red hot ass. The fire had been raging, and now the fireman put it out. Dixie’s head was filled with that one and only word “FUCK!” Oh..and he did. Dixie slowly pulled her hand out, and with glistening, dripping fingers, she massaged his balls, till they were milked dry. But it was his kiss, not stolen, but sealing them together. Hunger, was the only word to describe. He gave his all, and with her still held upon him, she had the second orgasm. With his mouth over hers, he would not hear her cries. But he could feel her chest, which was set to explode. Their love was beauty. To each other there was just one. Dangerous maybe, but they were like soul mates from the ages. Destined to be together. Her hands found his, and locked together, fingers intertwined. They just saved each other. <3>

Writers: CharlotteCarrendar and iShatteredSanity.

iShatteredSanity: -The previous days had found Dixie and Demetrios relaxing to their hearts desire. After visiting a few nearby villages and getting supplies, they had returned back to the cabin. There they had already spent Christmas Eve and New Year’s Eve as well while cuddling in front of the fireplace. It was truly magnificent, and both of them needed that; just some time for them two alone without any other concern. And so, a few days had passed while Demetrios had paid for some more time in the cabin, something that the owner approved; after all he had gotten quite the amount of money. And so, we reach the current day. The sun rays had began to slip inside the cabin, finding Dixie in the arms of Demetrios who was lying down on the cushions in front of the fireplace. Demetrios had just woken up and looked at Dixie. Her hair almost covering her face, such a beautiful and wild sight. Looking at Dixie, Demetrios let out a soft sigh of happiness. He did not need any other gift, he had the ultimate one and he was glad that he had found it. Looking at Dixie as she slept, Demetrios began to rub her back softly, feeling her soft and elegant skin on his palm. He was so glad that the fire on the fireplace was still alive, otherwise they would both have frozen to death, especially since they were only in their underwear.-

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Days and nights melded together, as the young couple experienced the best that the region had to offer, in sightseeing, and of course, purchasing supplies, that they took back to the cabin. The cabin, ever warm, a wonderful respite from the lives they had left behind in Prague. A dream holiday, spending time making snowmen, Dixie falling back in the snow to make a snow angel, carefree laughter filling the air. Chasing each other around in the kitchen, as Dixie tried to pelt Demetrious with cookie dough balls. Course, it wasn’t all madness and silly games, there were those tender sessions of lovemaking in the depths of the spa, then of course on the kingsize bed, where Dixie would grip the headboard, arching her back, and crying out her love’s name over and over. Nights naked in each other’s arms, beneath the warmth of satin sheets and woollen blankets. This was heaven for the angel and her Grim reaper. Falling asleep only to awaken and find the other there, a smile and deep kiss. Happiness. Now we find them, before the fireplace, and with both in their undergarments, it was a good thing that the fire still crackled and spat. Bathed in the golden glow of the flames, they were warm and content. Feeling wandering fingers upon her skin, Dixie spoke without opening her eyes. “Mmmm…Dem…do that again.” <3>

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iShatteredSanity: -The fallen angel with the feathers of ink seemed to have woken up. At her request, the grim reaper merely nodded as he half closed his eyes. His hands kept making contact with her skin, rubbing gently against it while all the while feeling the softness and the tenderness of it. Leaning towards Dixie, Demetrios planted a soft kiss on her forehead as he spoke slowly in a soft whispering tone.- “Who said that I want to stop?” –And then a soft and playful chuckle filled the area as another kiss was planted on Dixie’s forehead. And that was quite true, Demetrios could never get enough of his fallen angel. He adored Dixie, he loved her so damn much and each moment that they spent was treasured. And one more thing, while it has been mentioned so many times, it did not matter if Dixie and Demetrios had spent so many times making love, seeing and feeling each other naked, for Demetrios it was still just like their very first time. Dixie, his fallen angel, no, his Goddess…-

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Seemed it was not only Dem and Dix that were up. The sun had also joined them, its rays streaming through the windows, illuminating the fine smoke of the fire, that was like a mist in the cabin. Dixie moved slowly to her love’s touch, getting closer, and drawing her hair free from her face, so she could gaze upon her love with her brown eyes. “Not I…and even if you were to stop, I would just hassle you till you did again.” –Dixie chirped, getting up to sitting, and then being rather bold, placed her hands upon his shoulders and straddled his hips, assuming a riding position. Her hair fell about her face, framing it, with sparkling eyes, she was in a playful mood. “So…Lover, are we to go skiing, or….am I too poison you with my cooking?” Dixie had a quirky grin, as she wiggled her hips and made sure he felt her warmth against his member. <3>

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iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios could not help himself but laugh softly in a low tone at Dixie’s remark.- “Then I should have said no.” –He said and chuckled as soon as Dixie rolled on him and got on top of him. Smirking slightly and opening his eyes fully, Demetrios pretended to be her captive, someone who was pretty much defenseless.- “Skiing or your cooking… Hmm…” –Demetrios hummed for a few seconds before he inclined his head to the right.- “I will go with curtain number two. What’s in the menu today?” –Demetrios asked as his lips curled up to a grin and also while his hands managed to get a grip on her waist.-

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie felt Dem’s hands grip her waist, more or less holding her in place, and she brought a finger up to her lip, tapping it, and then closing her right eye. “Hmm…well, how does vegemite toast sound? Or bacon and eggs…or…*she held off on the last part, as she leant forward slightly, and placed her finger on his lips, running it across. *…me.” <3>

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iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios lied down there, listening to Dixie and smiling at her as she was coming up with ideas for breakfast. As she leaned forward and placed her finger on his lips, Demetrios arched an eyebrow and winked playfully while his previous grin widened some more.- “Just what I had in mind…” –Demetrios said and licked Dixie’s finger before opening his mouth and sucking on it. Then his hands travelled down on her waist, slipping underneath her panties but still staying on her sides. Then his hands slowly moved backwards to get a good feel of her buttocks, offering them a gentle squeeze all the while he was staring deep into Dixie’s beautiful eyes.-

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CharlotteCarrendar:- Dixie shivered when Dem took her finger into his warm mouth, and sucked it, suggesting he wasn’t wanting vegemite toast. It didn’t matter where, or what they were doing, if Dix and Dem had the chance, they found themselves wrapped in each other’s arms, sharing stolen kisses. Dem’s hands had found purchase, slipping beneath her panties, and taking hold of a good portion of her ass cheeks. Taking back her hand, she reached around behind her and undid her bra strap, slipping it off her shoulders and casually tossing it to the side. Now bare chested, and the flimsiest of fabric separating her from his girth, she bit her lip suggestively. Eagerness overtook her, when her hips began to roll, and she brought her hands up, to sweep her hair up off her neck, and stretch her body out. The morning might be a time for a man to be stiff and ready, but Dixie was wet and way ahead of him. A soft moan, and she closed her eyes, feeling him grow beneath her. <3>

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iShatteredSanity: -While there was a great view outside that one could enjoy from the windows, the view of Dixie’s naked body was actually something that Demetrios enjoyed more. And a truly magnificent view. His eyes travelling on her chest and locking on her breasts, Demetrios licked his lips as he bent his waist a bit, leaning closer to Dixie and resting his head on her chest. Then shifting only slightly to the right, his mouth got a hold of her left breast nipple. Licking it softly and them his lips falling round it, sucking it while his tongue flapped on her nipple inside his mouth. Soft moans parted his lips as his member began throbbing and hardening in a fast pace, something that Dixie could feel right away. Meanwhile, his hands massaged Dixie’s buttocks by pressing them together and parting them. For Demetrios, that was the BEST breakfast that he could get.-

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie may have been in a dominant position, having straddled him, but the truth was she was girl, and the one to bring him his pleasure this morning. Dixie released her hair that she held up, and brought her hands down in time as Demetrios came up off the cushion, rising to his angel. Dixie lowered her head, and smiled, when Demetrios’s lips found her left breast. She released a sigh, and with both hands, gently massaged his head, cooing softly, whispering his name. Dixie kissed the top of his head, at the same time, he suckled her nipple, then took more of her inside his mouth. His tongue lapping, and causing her to feel the pain and pleasure as it stirred her nerve ends. The warmth and pulsating sensation of her loins, she could not escape from. Demetrios’s member hardening and tapping her from beneath. The young aussie began to rock her hips forward and back, in an attempt to stimulate her wet folds further. The touch of his tongue kept sending electrical like charges through her, and she craved more. Their bodies rocking together, by the warmth of the fire. There was no rush, but a growing need, just the same. <3>

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iShatteredSanity: -If this so called heaven existed, then it must had been Dixie’s very own body. That garden of Eden with the so many secrets, and also the forbidden fruit. Demetrios could feel the warmth of Dixie’s body, he could hear her heartbeat, he could hear her breathing, the whispering of his name. The plethora of sounds that came from Dixie’s body was music to Demetrios’ ears, music that was meant only for him. Still sucking her nipple he let go of her buttocks only to grab her panties to tug them down. Then he leaned his back backwards, pulling Dixie with him so that he could remove her panties and leave her completely naked. Of course once he had removed her panties, he also took off his black boxers. Then he assumed his previous position while his hard and throbbing member began to poke Dixie’s most sacred of places, threatening to penetrate it. Collecting her precum and creating a soft coat of it on his member, Demetrios could barely keep himself in check. Letting go of her nipple and leaving a small trail of saliva behind, Demetrios looked into Dixie’s eyes as he leaned a bit closer to her.- “I love you Dixie angel…” –Demetrios said in a soft whispering tone before his member split Dixie’s lips and finally got inside her, slowly, very slowly till his whole member had disappeared inside her.-

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Free of cloth, her Demetrios wanted to get closer. The shreds of fabric; her briefs and his boxers were now discarded. They were now holding each other, skin to skin, free to explore. Dixie had this smile, when her love pulled back from her breast, and she could see his cheeks had darkened. A trickle of saliva dripped from her pert nipple, and it was now cherry red, ripe. Demetrios’s body was hard, yet smooth to touch, and Dixie found her hands wanting to explore, as she became almost giddy from excitement. His erect member, its bold head glistening in her pre, teased and pressed to her awaiting flower. Petals drawn back as if opening to greet the sun. Dixie shivered again, her eagerness was taking reign of her senses. Finally Demetrios broke the silence, uttering his declaration. Dixie could barely breath, and without warning, she blurted. “Complete me.”- Dixie pushed herself down, closing her pussy over his shaft, as he penetrated and disappeared up inside of her. Dixie gasped, at how delicious it felt. Her inner walls compressing around him. Demetrios entered her slowly, but she was so tight, and with her trembling, it would be quite the sensation. So much smaller was she, his Dixie girl. Her eyes searched him, voicelessly pleading for him to fill her with his seed. Joined fully, she circled her hips, round twice and then back, teasing but showing eagerness unmatched. Breathlessly she uttered. “Love my body. Cover me…have me..take me.” <3>

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iShatteredSanity: -Inch by inch, Demetrios’ member entered her. Her walls began to clench around his shaft, yet due to her early nectar juices it could enter her without any pain. And adding the vibrations of her body from her trembling, that was a sensation truly out of that planet. And there, Demetrios was fully inside her, once again claiming her castle, tasting the forbidden fruit, conquering her. Closing his eyes for a few moments, Demetrios wanted to savor up each moment that he had spent inside her. Her warmth, her trembling, her voice. God her voice. It was as if the choir of angels was singing hymns in the form of words; “Love my body. Cover me…have me..take me.”. Dixie did not need to say those words, her eyes spoke them for her in a plethora of words that would need too much time to be spoken. Demetrios could ‘listen’ to those words when he opened his eyes and stared deep into her beautiful eyes once more as he leaned closer to her, pressing his lips against hers and locking them in a blissful kiss. His hands travelled up on her back, resting on her shoulder blades and pulling her closer to him as at the same time he had already began to move his hips up and down, his member moving in and out of her in a slow pace. Her early juices acted as a coat around his member that glistened in the sunlight before it got back inside her, back in its sheathe, back in its port, back home.-

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CharlotteCarrendar:- The moment his eyes opened, and Dixie could see the love that lay there, that was hers for the taking, she stifled a cry, and found herself locked in a kiss, she never wanted to break. Demetrios heeded her word, and took the gift that she had presented to him. The simple feeling of his hands on her back, and she knew he claimed her. So it began the lovemaking. Slow at first, as he moved in and out of her at a slow pace, but Dixie was lost, lost to the world, and now given over to her desires. Her lips slowly travelled in a flurry of butterfly kisses, past his cheek and around to his ear, where her hot breath could be felt, just as she licked and then sucked his ear lobe. The bucking got harder, and Dixie buried her head in his neck, biting and sucking his skin. It felt so good; she was wanting to go faster. Like a rabbit, she bucked on his member, teasing, and with her nipples roughly rubbing his chest, her body was electrified. The wetness of her folds, now coated his skin, and their bodies slapping together, got louder, whilst husky sounds escaped from Dixie’s throat. “Demmmmmm” <3>

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iShatteredSanity: -Words… there was no need for them. They both were in a state that they could understand each other through simple things like just a touch or a glance or a breath. The kiss, so soft, so delicate, so… good. Demetrios was finally breathing oxygen again. Yes, Dixie was the very air that he needed in order to survive. And then the kiss slowly broke, but Demetrios was not sad, he could feel Dixie’s hot breath on his skin as she sucked his earlobe, as she kissed his check, as she was biting and sucking his neck. Usually he was the one doing that, but it actually felt so damn good. And his member responded to that stimulation by throbbing more and more while inside Dixie. Moans and soft groans were parting Demetrios’ mouth as his chest vibrated. The very chest that Dixie’s hardened nipples were grazing. Demetrios was in a trance like state, a state that he did not want to snap out from. Meanwhile his pace did not drop in the slightest; instead he had begun to increase it with each thrust. And with each thrust, more nectar flowed from Dixie’s flower, covering his member, balls and thighs with it. A few drops began to fall down on the cushions as well. Slowly and while he was still inside her, Demetrios rose on his feet, holding Dixie into his arms and supporting her frame. Rising on his feet and waiting for Dixie to wrap her legs around his waist, he moved close to the window that had the view down on the valley. His hands moved down on her body so that he could hold her from her buttocks and move her body up and down as he also moved his hips back and forth in the same rhythm. Perhaps the penetration was not the same as before, but the whole sensation was going to be different since her tight walls were slowly stretching and loosening up a bit.-

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CharlotteCarrendar: – The pillows beneath them were starting to get wet from their sweet juices. Dixie suddenly felt the sensation of being lifted up, and naturally swung her legs around her Demetrios, so she had a secure hold on him. Small giggles came from her as she could see he was carrying her over towards the window that looked out over miles of snow covered country. The valley that spread out far and wide, with the forest trees winter white from the nights snow fall. Even though he was carrying her, and balancing her on his stiffened member, he never missed a beat, continuing to push up inside her and then out again. Dixie found herself kissing his cheek, and nuzzling his neck, before leaning back slightly, so the angle on which he held her would stretch him inside of her. It was so erotic, and the chill factor from being further from the fire, had her body covered in small goose bumps. Another shiver and then Dixie found that edge. Oh yes, that was what she wanted. Gripping him tightly, she lowered herself on him, then with more force. Gone was the smile, and replaced it with determination. Now she wanted it…the brass ring. His shaft was finding her g spot, and rubbed it so hard, that she was delirious. Eyes narrowing to slits, as she licked her lips, and worked to get it. Dixie would feel her clamp down, tightening and squeezing. She was like a powder keg, building and breathing harder. Her voice rose as she let out a sharp few squeals. Dixie began to melt upon Demetrios and with the friction she was almost there. Gritting teeth, she barely got it out. “Demm…going….going….Demm…Mmmmmahhh…” she was on the threshold, and he could finally bring her home. <3>

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iShatteredSanity: -Well, as stated, there was no need for any words between them. As soon as Demetrios rose from the nectar coated cushions, Dixie wrapped her legs around his waist. That not only supported her frame, but it also helped with the penetration. Straddling her legs open Demetrios could reach deeper inside her as his member was entering her fully, her lips hitting the base of his member. After reaching the window, Demetrios had leaned close to the wall, pushing Dixie gently on it as he was now holding her waist firmly while he had began thrusting her faster and harder than before. Dixie was very tight, and that was what drove Demetrios’ sex drive to the extreme. Thrusting and thrusting and thrusting, not holding back, knowing that Dixie wanted that as well. More force, more speed with each thrust, and her juices flowing down and making a small puddle on Demetrios’ feet. Her voice, her moans… Damn… That was so damn good. Demetrios could not hold it back anymore. He could not help himself anymore. His thrusts became more and more intense, perhaps a bit more violent, as his lips pressed against hers, locking on a deep kiss, a kiss that was not broken not even for air. Again, thrusting and thrusting deep inside Dixie, Demetrios could feel that he was close, and he knew that Dixie could realize that as well.-

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CharlotteCarrendar:- It was more than love, it was more than a soul connection. The two lovers belonged together. Perfectly in unison, with wants changing rapidly to needs. Dixie wanted it, and now Demetrios needed it. Both staring at the other, as their bodies were instruments; divine. The lion, and the lamb. Hunger spurred him on, as she was soft to his hardness. All reservations were abandoned, for now he knew he could be the man she craved. Intensity; that grew with each thrust upward. Dixie was like a drug, that he had to have. As she was lost to him, he suddenly let the urge take over. It felt so good for both, and their voices joined like words to the music, perfect harmony. The deeper the thrusts, the harder he pushed, the more she gave and surrendered her body. Finally she couldn’t contain it any longer, and though they kissed, and it was so hard, that sure to bruise her supple lips, she came…..and violently. Her body almost fused onto his, and though she could not scream his name, he would feel the power in her chest, the swelling. Her pussy became tight, and then constricted around, pulling and tugging at his pulsating meat. Dixie was so alive, her eyes wide open, her nails clawing his back. The lamb became a tiger, his lover his equal. <3>

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iShatteredSanity: -Thrusting and thrusting and thrusting, never stopping. Demetrios’ hips moving back and forth in a fast pace while the force of his movement made his balls cling back and forth, hitting on Dixie’s back door as his member was penetrating her gate of paradise. And it was paradise indeed, or maybe hell? Well, it did not matter at all if it was heaven or hell, since it was Dixie’s and Demetrios’ very own world, no, universe where pleasure reigned. Back, forth, back, forth… In, out, in, out, in, out… Sweat began to coat both their bodies. Their breathing became irregular. Their hearts beating fast and strong, pumping blood on their bodies and fueling their passion. But still, none of them broke that kiss, a kiss that had now turned into a fiery one. Demetrios’ tongue once again had explored Dixie’s mouth, a quest that it could take as many times as it was needed. And after a few moments, the moment that they both waited arrived. Demetrios was very close to climaxing, it was so very obvious, but so was Dixie. Gulping a few times but still pressing his lips into the kiss Demetrios could feel her walls clench tight around his member as it entered her one last time, as deep as he could. As Dixie began spraying her hot juices all over Demetrios, his member had began spurting his own seed deep into Dixie’s vagina, drowning her womb in it. Demetrios jerked a few times, not helping himself from doing that since his orgasm was explosive. Slowly his feet gave in and he lowered his body, but his member was still inside her, still releasing smaller amounts of his seed. His lips still connected with Dixie’s for a few more moments before he broke the kiss as they both needed to take a breath. But while he did break the kiss, his lips still touched with hers as he breathed in her scent, her very essence.- “Dixie… My angel…” –He managed to whisper in-between his panting as he held her body so close to his, not letting her go of him, not even for a moment.-

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CharlotteCarrendar:- Nothing could top the feeling of euphoria, as the two finally were drawn to the end, and what an end. The floor beneath them stained, and their bodies were wet from sweat, and lacquered with sexual juices. The point of impact, when the two released at the same time. The kiss of hunger had them joined completely. Neither refused to stop, as if their lives depended upon it. Dixie’s lungs were set to burst, and her legs had lost power. She could barely hold herself around him anymore, for she was in complete meltdown. The exhilarating feeling, she was dizzy almost, like her blood had drained from her. When finally they broke the kiss, Dixie was struggling to find breath. Her bottom lip was quivering, and she could not express in words, what her heart and mind were telling her. She wasn’t just in love, this was no simple crush, no sex for pleasure alone. Dixie was awestruck, and the cheeky aussie just struggled to speak. Dixie wrapped herself in his arms, and simply held him….realising that words weren’t needed. She was his Dixie girl. Her life started and ended with him. <3>