For a Night.
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				Title: <strong>For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 08:02:46</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">Character Reference</span></span></div><br>Marcus Brink: Independently wealthy, is a VIP regular who frequents the club on a highly regular basis. As a client he sees several girls, doesn't leave you back and blue and you probably had a meal at some point.<br><br><br>Kellie (http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/girls%20for%20rp/1693.jpg): 20 years old, started working at the club at 18. Ran away from a single mom who kept her shut away. Did a stint in the racing world as part of the prize before switching to being a club slave. In the club she's popular and hold the right to choose her clients, and has been seeing Marcus for almost a year.<br><br><div align="center">_____________________________________________________________________________</div><br>Kellie's night started as it normal would. She could easily be found in her dressing room preparing for her evening. If asked she'd say one of the best parts of her job was that she could wear anything she liked her clients wanted her weather she wore jeans and a ratty t shirt or a sexy dress, it probably didn't hurt that her tasted drifted more in the sexy region then anything else. <br><br>Tonight she choose a red dress (http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/girls%20for%20rp/Clothes/LC2133-2.jpg) that's skirt was only long enough to cover then important things only is she didn't bend down but the length of the shirt was nothing compared to the daring v neck that plunged to her belly button where it met with the playful ring that encircled said belly button. The dress paired with a pair of fabulous black strappy heels and a final spray of perfume and fluff to her hair and she was finished.<br><br>Usually she met clients in her room up stairs or they took her somewhere but tonight she was meeting Marcus at the bar. Something was diffrent she couldn't put her finger on it, for all she knew she was miss reading things but instead of strait to her room to be entertained there she'd asked him to meet her at the bar for drink and he agreed.<br><br>Out at the bar she ordered her favorite drink a cool blue from the bartender and talked with him lightly under the flashing lights of the dance floor as she waited. Her body swayed slightly to the beat of the music her eyes drifting closed as she sipped her drink getting lost in the music, the beat of the room around her, for a moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 08:23:57</strong>
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				The girl was stunning - the red dress suited her, and the polite fiction of her ensemble, that this was almost a date, helped. His gaze lingers for a bit on her barely hidden breasts while she took a sip of her drink.<br><br>"Evening Kellie." He takes the spot next to hers on the bar, ordering a glass of wine and looking at her speculatively. "Unusual request, meeting me down at the bar." He looks out at the dance floor - she's never actually seen him dance, and the faint look of distaste he has suggests she may never. Although he seems to enjoy the music well enough. Dressed in a pair of nice, expensive jeans, a button up shirt and a sport coat, he carries himself with the calm assurance of one who belongs here - unlike the dozens of wanna-be's who have been unsuccessfully hitting on Kellie for the past few minutes.<br><br>"Something wrong?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 08:46:54</strong>
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				"Of course not." She said her smile light and easy as if it was ridiculous to think such a thing to be possible when around her. In fact in her world it was, her job was to please her clients in every fashion possible, the last thing she would ever aim to do was cause a problem or cause something to be the matter. <br><br>"The maids got to my room late today, some sort of delay, they asked me to entertain you down here for a few minutes while they finished up. I thought a drink sounded Divine." She said her words honeyed and soft, the lie falling from her lips easily and without hesitation, "I hope it's not to much of an inconvenience my love, if so I can always get one of the other rooms, but it should be only a few minutes." She offered accommodating as always.<br><br>Her keen eyes observed him, ran down the length of his body, any shame she might have at one point felt about sex long gone as she openly looked her fill at him. Seeing him she called herself a fool and though maybe she'd taken on too many odd clients of late, it was making her paranoid. Nothing seemed off and she decided it must have all been in her head. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 09:04:06</strong>
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				He nods, smiling and taking a sip of his drink. "It's no trouble, and the drink is a lovely idea." He seems to be in a good mood - the beautiful young woman he has essentially open access to probably helps that, but whatever her feeling was, it seems unnecessary for tonight. When it came down to it, among the men in the club, a fair number of the girl's had a soft-spot for him. Treated them like human beings, and even when he used them roughly, they were never badly hurt, beyond a few bruises and some sore muscles.<br><br>He chuckles seeing her eye him up and down. "Still like what you see?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 09:23:25</strong>
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				"I'm never disappointed." She said with a flirty smile sipping her drink smiling at the tropical smell that always reminded her of islands she'd never seen. <br><br>She spend a few silent minutes sipping her drink and listening to the music. it was a comfortable silence, both Kellie and Marcus used to eachothers company they didn't need to try to fill every moment with idle chatter.<br><br>The phone behind the bar rang and Kellie lifted her head looking to the bartender who winked at her as he talked to who ever was on the other end of the line, she smiled and turned to Marcus her leg brushing against his as she moved. "The room's ready when ever you are love." She said softly a slight smile teasing the corners of her mouth
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 09:27:58</strong>
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				Marcus grinned at her, the expression slightly more predatory. <br><br>"Then be a good girl and lead us there." Setting down his glass, he follows her, savoring the view of her ass as she leads him up the stairs to one of the private VIP rooms where the girls - those lucky enough to get assigned to that rather than say the dance floor - see to their clients.<br><br>"I think the dress can stay on for a little bit. I trust there's nothing underneath?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 09:50:22</strong>
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				Kellie laughed lightly "is there ever?" She asked as she finished climbing the last few steps and turned down the hall way. It was dark save for a few blue lights like in the theater running along each edge of the hall and around the edges of the door illuminating them enough to read the name plates. <br><br>Most of the name plates had themes only the best girls got rooms to themselves, Kellie was lucky enough to be one of those girls. With graceful movements she lead him to her room and slide the card key and smiling as the door unlocked. She turned the knob and lead him into the room. <br><br>The room was white with low lighting the large four post bed&nbsp; had silver cuffs hanging from each post and bright white fluffy bedding. Mirrors on the ceiling and along one wall glinted in the low light, there was a large chest filled with toys in one corner as well as a pole and a small more elegant dinning area with a small spindly legged table and two matching chairs.<br><br>Kellie walked in as if it were home to here it was. She stepped of to the side of the door and motioned Marcus in with a bright welcoming smile, only the slight chewing on her bottom lip indicating her desire.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 00:57:09</strong>
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				He grins at her as he follows her into the room, following her inside. He looks around the room - its familiar, almost innocent decoration at odds with many of the others in the club - hard edged, dark. This was different, like the slave inside expected to be cuddled after she was taken.<br><br>He sits down in one of the overstuffed chairs, at the perfect height for her to kneel in front of it, and smiles. <br><br>"On second thought...why don't we order some dinner brought up, and then you can dance until the food comes." He gives her an appraising glance. "I'll have a club sandwich. And for you...I think tonight something that can be eaten from the floor."
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 01:54:06</strong>
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				"As you wish" She said with a light smile picking up the phone and placing the order for his club sandwich and she ordered a small fruit salad for herself. Te order placed and with around 10 minutes till it arrived she crossed the room with slow sensual steps letting her hips sway under the short skirt.<br><br>Turning on the stereo she selected a slower song to dance to, with a dark sensual melody. Smiling she swayed her hips and danced in front of him letting watch as she moved her body with the music, making every movement slow and sexual. When she raised her arms the material of her dress pulled tight across her breast outlining hardened nipples, when she turned rolling her hips he caught glances of her ass when the skirt flared around her as she moved.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 02:00:11</strong>
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				The dance clearly has an affect on him, and by the time another one of the slave girls comes up carrying the food, he's about ten seconds away from reducing her dress to shreds and taking her right then and there. Instead he stands, setting his own plate down on the table, and the fruit salad in the middle. He grins at the girl as he sits down at the table.<br><br>"Well, even if the delay wasn't your fault, it has left me a bit pent up. Why don't you put those pretty little lips of yours to work while I eat and then we'll see about feeding you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 05:30:19</strong>
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				She smiled softly and nodded her agreement as she crossed the room and kneeled at his feet. With agile fingers she undid the front of his pants freeing his cock smiling with a look of lust in her eyes. Licking her lips she caressed the length of him sliding her smooth palm over him before parting her lips slightly and lowering her head into his lap.<br><br>Slowly she lowered her mouth on to him swirling her tongue around him playfully. She moaned softly in the back of her throat as she started to bob her head taking a bit more into her mouth with each decent. As her mouth worked on him her hands ran up and down his thighs caressing him threw his jeans.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 10:02:53</strong>
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				"God you are good at that girl."<br><br>He spread his legs slightly, letting the slave girl beneath the table nestle between them. He usually let himself get a little pent up before his visits with her, he liked having staying power for multiple rounds with the young woman, preferably ones that left her in a quivering heap as well. <br><br>He settled his hand on her head, the gesture possessive but not forceful, and savored the feeling and sight of the girl's bobbing head, and the sound of her expert blowjob, while he enjoyed his meal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 07:08:24</strong>
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				Kellie smiled lightly feeling his hand on her head. She had a thing for possessive guys even if they tended to get a little...well possessive at times.<br><br>She worked her mouth over him moaning as she continued to twirl her tongue around him and slowly sliding him down her throat. She teased her fingertips over his balls caressing him as she continued to slide her cock down her throat slowly speeding up, bobbing her head just a bit faster sucking him a bit harder.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 09:31:25</strong>
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				Despite her skill, Kellie is largely ignored while she goes about her task, her lips and fingers dancing over him, head bobbing with commendable eagerness. That was one of the reasons he favored Kellie over some of the other girls, even ones with her level of experience. Eventually, each and every one of them started doing things by rote, racing toward what they knew would work, ignoring anything other than what <em>needed</em> to be done. Kellie - each and every time was like welcoming a new slave girl into her life.<br><br>Eventually, the gentle grip on her head tenses, holding her down on him as he cums down her throat, his hips pushing up slightly before he releases her.<br><br>"Excellent work my pet." Placing the bowl of fruit down on the floor, he smiles. "Change into something more appropriate, and you can put something else in your stomach."
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 11:45:58</strong>
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				Kellie came out from under the table smiling lightly. She licked her lips softly as she stood up, "Of course love, what did you have in mind for tonight?" She asked untying the top of her dress and letting it slip off her hips so she stood in nothing but her strappy black heels. <br><br>Weather they'd had a norm or not, Kellie had taken on a rush of new clients in the last month, her easily distracted mind becoming snarled with all the new things she had to try remember. At the moment she couldn't remember much about Marcus's particulars too many new facts overwhelming her making it easy to forget things she's known forever.<br><br>Standing with her hip cocked slightly one hand on her hip she smiled softly her hair falling around her, a light smile on her full lips as she waited for Marcus's reply.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 11:53:39</strong>
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				He frowns softly, even while he clearly enjoys the sight of her naked body, the long curve of her legs enhanced by the heels she wore. <br><br>"Wow - it's been a long time since you had to ask me that."<br><br>In his mind, he begins to wonder. While this girl is important to him...is he important back? Or is that feeling of newness, or freshness...that none of this lingers in her mind. He pushes past his concern with a smile, deciding he's just worrying about nothing. But at the last minute, he decides to test a bit more.<br><br>"You've got a corset in my favorite color. Beyond that," he shrugs "surprise me. Although I'm pretty sure you could wear a burlap sack with 'Slave' written across it and look good."
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 09:53:04</strong>
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				"Probably" she agreed with a light smile "though it would be rather itchy" She said with a light laughed as she walked behind the white patterned security screen to where her wardrobe stood. She opened the doors and looked threw the corsets trying to remember his favorite color.<br><br>She had 9 diffrent colors, each with there own unique styles. She could safely assume it wasn't yellow since she was sure she'd never worn any of the yellow ones for anyone, same with orange. The usual colors were black, red, and white so she narrowed her focus to that. Then she though about what he said favorite color, well the most common favorite color was blue could that be it? <br><br>She cursed quietly why'd they have to 'straiten things up' she'd had all the favorite things in one place now everything was organized by color and style, leaving her completely lost. Figuring she was taking too long she grabbed something brand new figuring she could play it off that his favorite got misplaced or something.<br><br>Dressed in the new corset (http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/girls%20for%20rp/Clothes/Copyofalice-lingerie.jpg) and thong outfit she came out and smiled crossing the room before kneeling down next to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 18:31:13</strong>
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				The annoyance he feels as she blows right past his order isn't matched by his expression, which is simply a grin. "That one's new isn't it? Very nice." An idea, fueled by that annoyance and possessiveness, begins to form in his mind.<br><br>He strokes the kneeling girl's hair, picking up the plate of fruit. Holding a piece in his hands, he presses it to her lips, idly feeding her while they talk. "And what would my dutiful little slut like to do tonight?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 08:32:48</strong>
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				"yes it's new I'm sorry your favorite seems to have been misplaced." She lied her eyes on the floor. She ate the piece of fruit used to being fed even if she didn't love the practice. His question caught her off guard, no one asked the slave what they wanted to do. She was trained to serve to defer to her master for the evening no matter what. "Whatever you desire as always my love." She said with a calm smile wondering what the hell was going on, none of her tangled thoughts evident on her serene face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 19:21:59</strong>
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				Pressing another bit of fruit to her lips, he muses.<br><br>"Nothing you particularly enjoy? None of your delightful holes begging to be filled? Nothing you'd rather avoid?"<br><br>He sets the bowl down on the floor. "Finish up while you think. No hands."
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 11:20:31</strong>
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				Kellie nodded dipping her head and eating out of the bowl as she thought trying to remember what he normally liked. God she needed to keep notes, 2 weeks ago it wouldn't have been an issue now she was trying to confuse him with the guy who liked her to play his daughter and the other who liked her to act as if she was desperately in love with him.<br><br>The details were all fuzzy and she couldn't be wrong. Rush of new clients or not she hated loosing regulars and she'd been seeing Marcus for about a year. Maybe she should just tell him? she thought idly eating another bite of fruit but she tossed the idea away, he was acting odd enough that much she knew without a doubt even if she couldn't remember his specific likes at the moment. She was totally making a chart before she went home this was horrible. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 19:31:11</strong>
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				He watches the girl eat from the bowl, appreciating the smooth line of her lips, her ass, and the view of her kneeling in front of him at her beck and call. He also knew she was having trouble remembering who of her clients he was. <br><br><em>The little whore is overbooked.</em><br><br>He smiles down at her, rubbing her side gently with his foot. "Having trouble deciding my sweet?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 04:58:46</strong>
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				"A bit" She said softly lowering her eyes, she seemed to remember him being a little rough not like some of her clients where she needed the bouncer around in case things got out of hand but just a little. She bit her lip weighing the risks of being wrong figuring it couldn't get much worse she gave him a look that was both lusty and a little naughty, "I feel kinda bad today." She said her voice sultry and low.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 04:41:54</strong>
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				He grins down at her.<br><br>"Is that so my dear?" Stroking her hair, he tightens his grip slightly, tugging her up. "Come with me then."<br><br>He half-drags her by her hair, enough to compel her but not enough to really hurt, over to the bed, pushing her so she's bent over the edge. "Stay there, legs apart. Are the toys still in a box in your closet?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 04:58:09</strong>
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				She nodded spreading her legs as he'd said, "yes, right in front on the floor" She said turning her head to watch him balanced on her elbows as she stayed bent over as he wanted her. She smiled at him giving him a lusty look while inside she was relieved that he didn't seem upset. Maybe it wasn't what they normally did but he wasn't acting pissed ta her so that was enough for now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 05:47:52</strong>
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				"Good girl."<br><br>He sorts through the box, getting out a riding crop, a selection of anal toys and a generous bottle of lubricant, setting them down in front of her.<br><br>"How naughty have you been feeling?"<br><br>He cuffs her hands to the posts of the bed, and dangles a bright red ball gag infront of her. "Open wide slave."
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 07:01:43</strong>
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				Kellie didn't bother to answer his question instead just giving him a sexy little smirk as he cuffed her hands to the bed posts making her lay on her stomach. She eyed the toys he'd selected and her smirk grew as if in anticipation.<br><br>The ball gag dangled just in front of her face and she smiled. Licking her lips she parted them slowly opening her mouth wide as he'd asked so he could put the ball gag in her mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 07:05:06</strong>
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				Popping the ball-gag in her mouth, he tightens it tighter than might necessarily be comfortable. He smiles, giving her rear a hard smack.<br><br>"I wonder - naughty enough for me to not use lube?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 07:11:35</strong>
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				She made a sound of pleasure when he smacked her, the corners of her mouth tilting up into a smile around the annoying ball gag. The quesion he asked seemed to imply his desire not to use lube so she nodded her agreement eager to please him after the near disaster just moments ago.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 07:15:40</strong>
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				He chuckles. "I'm sure you'll still complain if you tear."<br><br>Smacking her rear again, hitting the other cheek, he presses a small vibrator to her. "I think we'll let you wet your own toys. Don't cum slave - you won't like the penalty."<br><br>He considers the girl, trying to decide how much he wants to push her, knowing she probably won't say no since she was clearly floundering earlier.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 07:23:05</strong>
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				She rolled her eyes annoyed when he told her not to cum. What a pain that was going to be. She was a good slave because she was so easily aroused by most things. She'd never once had to fake an orgasm, she was one of the few woman who could get one quiet easily.<br><br>But to try not to have one? Shit that was going to be difficult, she was already turned on by giving him head and his smacks to her ass. The press of the vibrator against her made her moan and she kept telling herself to calm down though she already knew it would be difficult.
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 07:27:50</strong>
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				"My poor little slut." He strokes her rear sympathetically, before taking the crop, running it over her back before smacking her rear, hard. He repeats the stroke until her ass is an appealing pink color, ending with a hard stroke to her thighs.<br><br>"Wet yet my little pet?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 07:44:37</strong>
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				Her body had moved with each stroke of the crop. Her breathing was wild and erratic and her inner thighs were slick with her arousal when he was only about half finished. Once he was done her eyes were squeezed shut as she was trying to think of boring mundane things to keep herself from getting anymore excited.<br><br>Hearing his quesion she nodded her head quickly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 07:49:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckles softly, removing the vibrator from her. "That's a good girl." He punctuated his praise with another smack.<br><br>"You can cum all you want for this part."<br><br>He rubs a line of anal beads across the girl's crotch, stopping to swirl each one on her lips until they are coated with her fluids. Without more lube, they would hardly be comfortable, but he wouldn't damage her. One by one, with the firm press of his thumb, he begins feeding them into her rear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 08:19:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He rubbed the beads across her and she moaned loudly behind the gag. God she was horny now, telling herself she couldn't had amped up her desire to the point she was trembling with it. <br><br>She squirmed as each bead was pressed into her, her hands fisted into the bedding and she moaned softly. If she wasn't as excited as she was she probably be rather bored with the whole thing but right now she was so extremely aroused any stimulation was good.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 08:21:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grabs her by the hair as he feeds the last bead into her, looking into her eyes.<br><br>"Horny slave? Good...now, if you'd like to cum, you're going to answer a question honestly. You've forgotten who I am, haven't you? A name and a face, sure, but you can't remember which client I am. What my cock feels like inside you. What I like. Isn't that right girl?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 08:41:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kellie's eyes widened in a kind of terror, what she was feeling was a very close kin to that, it was panic. She wanted to shake her head no, deny everything he had said. He was angry at her not in the fake way other clients used her to take out there anger but really angry at her. She didn't like it one bit.<br><br>She didn't exactly answer just lowered her eyes and bowed her head to him nodding only once, she would have bit her lip if the gag wasn't there preventing her from doing so. She'd never had a bad appointment before but this was rocketing up to number one in her worse nights list. God today just sucked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 22:10:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckles softly, stroking her rear and smacking it again. Her panic, her concern was appealing. He kept her head jerked up by the hair. <br><br>"I'm not going to hurt you little one. Well, no more than I would anyway."<br><br>He strokes her rear again, holding her head up while he thrusts his cock into her bound form, sliding into her up to the base. Normally, he'd use a condom, but not this time. He had plans for her - plans beyond tonight. Not really worried about the girl's pleasure, he begins working in and out of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 23:55:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I moan caught in her throat muffled by the ball gag firming in place. She gripped his thrusting cock pleasure over riding the slight fear she still felt, something was very wrong. What the hell was going on here? Soon her petty concerns ceased to bother her as her body reacted to his powerful stimulation. She worked her hips back against him strangled sounds of pleasure making their way past the gag in her mouth to be heard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 00:09:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continues to slam his cock into her, pulling her hips backward.<br><br>"My poor little slave. Can't control her body. Do you remember me now, filled with my cock? Or do you still need more reminders?"<br><br>Looping his finger into the handle of the beads buried within the girl, he smiles softly. "Would you like to cum slave?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 00:23:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded to his last question the only responce she could give. Though was far away as she lived in the moment over whelmed by desire and need keenly demeanding her release. She pushed back against him greedily seeking her own pleasure as he thrusts into her. Her breathing became even more eratic and her skin flushed hot as she drew closer. Strangled moans came out muffed by the gag her teeth dug into as she strained back against him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 19:30:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles at her nod, pulling her head up more, letting her moan into the air through the gag. Thrusting into her, letting her buck back against him, he tugs hard on the string of beads deep in the girl.<br><br>"Cum my little slave. Let me hear you scream and maybe I'll forgive you."<br><br>Whether she does or not, he reaches his climax, cumming deep inside the bound, shuddering girl.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 09:06:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kellie cries out as the beads are tugged from her. Her orgasm is swift and all consumming as she bucks beneath him moaning his name behind the rubber ball. Her breathing is harsh and erratic and tremors shutter threw her as he cums into her.<br><br>She moans softly moving back against him smiling lightly to herself feeling extremely pleased with herself even if the night had been a disaster of epic proportion. She'd be lucky if he didn't drop the club all together because of her behavior but at the moment she couldn't have cared less.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 01:50:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling down at the screaming, moaning slave girl, he pats her firmly on the ass, pulling out of her, his seed dripping out of her.<br><br>"Well then..." he gives her a light swat, leaving her gagged and bound. "Someone will be back soon for you my little slut. I'm going to go get a drink." Her wipes himself clean on the sheets next to her, putting his clothes back on. Instead of going to the bar however, he heads to the manager's office, knocking firmly on the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 08:22:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kellie rolled her eyes but waited till he'd left the room to twist her wrists to find the catch on the cuffs. Releasing them she pulled off the gag and scowled at the thing. Of everything she did as a slave the gag bugged her most of all for no other reason then she couldn't hear herself well when it was on.<br><br>Leaving the restraints on the bed she slipped into the private adjoining bathroom ti clean herself up then dressed once more in her red dress and heels. She figured she wouldn't be seeing Marcus again. She didn't blame him really but it left her with a bit of free time. Sitting down in front of her mirror she dressed her hair again and made herself look fresh and clean once more.<br><br><div align="center">______________________________________________</div><br>The knock sounded on the managers door and he scowled in the general direction. Smoke curled towards the ceiling as he took a deep drag off the clove cigarette held between two fingers. "Come in" Came the gruff answer to the door as he pushed a few papers into his desk and locked another as the door swung open.<br><br>Well versed in each and every regular that walked in the door as well as quite a few of the non-regular patrons he nodded at Marcus. "Mr. Brink, a pleasure please sit?" He said motioning to one of the hard ladderback chairs placed in front of the large desk. "What can I help you with this evening?" He asked taking another drag off the smoldering cigarette and giving Marcus an appraising look.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 05:56:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods in return, sitting in one of the large leather chairs. They've spoken a few times - the man has taken enough of his money that at some point he thought it best he meet him. Waving a bit of cigarette smoke from his face, he gets straight to the point.<br><br>"You've been overbooking your girls. Kellie's gone and forgotten which of her regulars is which."<br><br>He folds his fingers carefully in his lap. "Which is why I want to buy her from you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 11:59:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man choked on the smoke filling his lungs at the man's suggestion. "I think we miss understand eachother Mr.Brink. Kellie works for me of her own free will I don't own her so can not sell her." He said edging his eyes darting around as if unsure. <br><br>Scribbling on a piece of paper he passed it across the desk towards Mr. Brink. <em>Make an offer</em> it said in a scrawled hand writting on the slightly soiled once folded piece of paper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 17:31:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Unfortunate then. I'm sure you've got the paperwork to show that somewhere?"<br><br>Looking down at the piece of paper, he writes down $100,000 and slides it back across.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 23:52:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The manager had no poker face at all and showed his suprise at the number. He'd sold a few of the girls but for nothing so steep. They were trained which was a plus but they certainly weren't virgins anymore and that tended to make the price drop like a rock. Not wanting to press his luck the man just nodded. "Yes of course I have it here somewhere." He said continuing the false conversation, "I'm sorry I could be of no help to you sir." She said as he wrote out an account number and directions for a wire tranfure. <em>she's yours once I have the money in that account</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 04:02:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled slightly to himself. The manager had a terrible poker face, and while the girl was no virgin, she was a very, very good slave - good enough to be worth a high purchase price. Plus, there was indeed paperwork to make disappear and the like - no sense in not making it worth his trouble. <br><br>A few taps on his phone later, and the money is being wired to his account. He stands, shaking his head.<br><br>"No harm done. I believe I left a few of my personal effects in the room...would you be so kind as to have them boxed up and waiting for me? I'll swing by tomorrow to pick them up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 08:57:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think that can be arranged." He said lightly still looking slightly nervous. a few key strokes to the desk top sitting on the desk and he smiled as the money was confirmed in the off shore account. "Yes everything will be ready for you tommarrow Mr. Brink, don't you worry." He said with a smile walking the man to the door.<br><br>Once he was gone he inhaled another cigarette before heading to Kellie's room. Kellie was lounging on the bed dressed in her red dress looking for all the world like a clubber waiting to head out for the night. He was sad to lose her that innocents really drew people in but the money was nothing to sneeze at and Kellie while she brought in a lot of money also costed him almost double what the other girls did. It was a good idea to sell her all around.<br><br>"Hey Kell" He said as he walked in and she rolled over. "I'm sorry" She said looking upset "I don't know what happened tonight." She said looking repremanded though he hadn't said a word. <br><br>He held out his arms and she slide off the bed and pressed into him with deft movements he cuffed her hands behind her back her training kept her from resisting in the least. With her hand bound in real cuffs he pressed a damp rag to her face, that she fought against but only for a moment before she was limp in his arms. "Sorry Kell" He said carring her to another smaller room with nothing but a small cot and a rake in it. He chained her to the bed and left her to sleep for the night while he went to erase Kellie from the world.<br><div align="center">________________________________________________</div> <br><br>In the morning the club mistress explained things to Kellie and with resignation she excepted it. She had no choice and it wasn't in her nature to fight a loosing battle like the one set before her. Uncuffed now that she wasn't considered a flight risk she was allowed to get dressed (http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/girls%20for%20rp/Clothes/Copyofdpfrwvn6-200.jpg) and packed getting ready for Marcus's arrival.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 17:16:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was early afternoon by the time he arrived to pick up his new property. After a brief meeting with the owner, satisfied that the girl had essentially been erased from the world, he unlocked the small room where she was being kept. Looking her up and down, he nods in satisfaction.<br><br>"At least you still know how to dress the part."<br><br>Going to her, he fastens a collar around her neck, and a thin leash which he wraps around his wrist. "Come then slave - time to take you to your new life. Let you refocus a bit on what you are." Tugging firmly, he leads her out to the car, opening the trunk and motioning her inside. "It's a short drive, you'll be fine." Just as he's closing it, he smiles softly. "Incidentally, my favorite color is blue."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>25-12-2010, 09:23:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"blue" she said shaking her head as she settled back getting comfortible in the opressive blackness around her that made it impossible to even see her hand in front of her face. She was suddenly thrilled she didn't have a fear of the dark or small confined spaces or this would have been a nightmare.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 10:38:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As promised, the drive is short, perhaps 20 minutes, to a high rise apartment complex. He lets her out without another word, tugging slightly on the leash to get her moving, leading her through the largely empty lobby. Seventeen floors later, she'd led to a nice, spacious modern apartment, and he drops the leash when he gets inside, unclipping it.<br><br>"Strip slave. You're going to have to earn back clothes. Just like everything else."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: For a Night.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>07-01-2011, 09:43:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kellie bit her lower lip wondering if maybe she should have picked a diffrent vocation. Slipping her dress from her body was ludicrously easy, the pale pink fabric puddled at her feet and she stepped out of it was complete ease. She slipped off the white scrap of cloth that served as a thong as well letting it drop to the floor along with her dress.<br><br>Nude she glances around the apartment noting the lack of personal touches in the modern styled room. She wondered again if all this was better in a few hour segments and if she'd really be able to do this all day every day. It was a daunting idea. 
			</dd>
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