The Contract { Supernova & Sable }
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Supernova on 07-01-2011, 20:47:04</h2>
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				Title: <strong>The Contract { Supernova &amp; Sable }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Supernova</strong> on <strong>07-01-2011, 20:47:04</strong>
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				<br><div align="center">(http://i1227.photobucket.com/albums/ee424/LittleSweetStarberry/829acf2c469e53b52f0c7ca46159291d.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 9pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>A small hand held a glass pipe; the yellow and black swirls earned it the name Spiral, while the other hand lit a lighter and put it to the bowl. She breathed in deeply before moving her thumb from the carb hole. The smoke was sucked into her lungs where she held it for a good ten seconds before letting it flow out in a coughing fit. A giggle followed the coughing and the pipe was passed to her friend beside her. “This is damn good shit Roxie.” Her friend stated after she took her hit. The red haired female named Roxie just grinned. “Fuck right it is. Some new guy is dealing around the bar.” She informed her friend as she took another hit. That was all it took and soon Roxie was floating on air. She felt amazing and her head was spinning. Oh the good times. The two were soon forced to stand to their feet. They both had to get to work before their bosses had their asses. Roxie ashed out Spiral and tucked the pipe into the pocket of her jeans. The two girls said their goodbyes and they made plans to go back to Roxie’s and get blitzed later.<br><br>Roxie entered Sweeps, the newest and hippest club in town, with just five minutes until her break ended. The bouncer let her in and just rolled his eyes at her as she giggled while showing him her pass. They all knew she was a pot head and none of them really cared. People could do far worse than smoke pot before they went and tossed around glasses. She made her way through the crowds to behind the bar where things were a little calmer. A guy came up and ordered a few drinks so she went straight to work. Twirl this, pour that, and give them a show Roxie babe! The guy who ordered left her a nice tip and his phone number. Too bad he didn’t seem like the type who could handle the red head. She liked her men rough and he just seemed like too much of a pansy to hurt her. A few more people ordered drinks but as soon as the dancing started, she was left to do as she pleased. The girls on stage always got more action than she did. Ah well. <br><br>She knew she was picky when it came to guys. Most of the usual people here had already learned that. Fingers trailed through her wild red hair before she sighed heavily. Her high was already wearing off. That was the bad thing about smoking constantly; it took a lot to keep her high. Roxie ducked down out of sight and pulled a small dugout from under a box of glasses. She packed herself a small bowl in the one-hitting bat and lit up. Ah yeah. She only needed that small bowl to get back to a nice place in life. As she popped back up at the bar, she noticed a new guy sitting there. Her head tilted to the side as she looked the guy over. He was kinda cute. Roxie felt herself smirk as she reached into a bowl on the bar. It was full of peppermints. The woman popped one into her mouth before walking over to the guy. “Hey there. Need something to drink or are you looking for something else?” Lust flashed in her red, glazed over eyes and she smiled. He looked familiar once she could really focus on his face.<br><br>“Wait a minute. I know you from somewhere.” She was trying hard to remember through the haze of her high. Oh! That was when it hit her. “You supply Quinton right? You’re his new guy huh?” Roxie had been with Quin the last time the guy had stocked up. She wanted to make sure she was getting her full ounce before he started distributing everything. She loved Quinton to death but he had ripped her off more than once. She only went through him because he had the high quality shit.&nbsp; “Amazing shit man.” She said as she grabbed a water bottle and took a sip from it. “So, what’re you looking for babe? Liquid courage or rough love?” Roxie winked at him and tried hard not to giggle.<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Contract { Supernova &amp; Sable }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sable</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 03:23:37</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://oi56.tinypic.com/20jicz8.jpg)</div><br><br>Monroe took a toke off his joint, tilting his head back, closing his eyes, Monroe enjoyed the last hit, holding it before letting the thick tendrils of smoke escape from between his lips as he flicked the butt away. His copper eyes scanned the line he was approaching, a devious grin spreading across his lips when meeting the eyes of the various women waiting, imagining how he'd take each one as he passed. It wasn't too difficult to interpret Monroe's naughty thoughts, his eyes gleaming with promiscuity. He finally found himself in the company of the bouncer, greeting him and shaking his hand before passing by. Others watched him, he having bypassed the entire line made him seem like some one of importance. Men watched with envy, women with lust.<br><br>Barely past the doorway and already he was making a deal, "...it's probably because you've a shit dealer, mate. I'm not about to dispute prices, it's worth it. <em>Trust me.</em> This is quality material, alright? You only need a bit to get that kick, so don't go overdosing." After the exchange was seamlessly passed between the two, Monroe moved on. A devious glint flickered in his copper orbs, his eyes settling on a pair of lovely hips, his eyes following along as the girl danced to the music, her eyes burning on him with dirty lust. God, did he love his job. Before stalking the young woman like a predator to the prey, he popped two little tablets into his mouth.<br><br>Soon after he'd found his way to her, hands anchored on her hips, helping her move against him. He leant in, kissing her with rough passion, his tongue soon slipping into her mouth, leaving the two little tablets atop her tongue before withdrawing his tongue and sealing his little handout with a hard kiss, "Take two of these, keep hydrated and see me when you're feeling hungry," he said, his lips close to her ear so she could hear, his hand snaking up her dress, lightly stroking the inside of her thigh before he left her entirely. Though he could have settled for the dark haired beauty, he'd had his eye on another little vixen, and once he got a craving for some thing, he wouldn't be satisfied until getting a little taste of it.<br><br>He slipped past the men and women on the dance floor, making a deal here and there before spotting her- that lush little red head. The moment he'd laid eyes on her he knew exactly what he'd wanted to do to her. Like an epiphany, it hit him in a series of images and sounds that flashed through his head- how damn good she looked in nothing save leather, chains and a good healthy red tint to her ass, courtesy of his hand, how those soft pink lips would part in a rapture of intimacy to release a sudden, sharp gasp, her knees against the dark sable coloured hardwood floor of his bedroom...<br><br>These cherished thoughts revisited him as he approached the bar, looking over for a moment and being treated with a good view of her ass, a devilish look befalling his eyes. He pulled back and sat himself down, a few chairs down from where she was. He looked over the drink menu, before she called to him. Looking up at her, the antics he'd just been imagining practically mirrored on the surface of his copper eyes as he met hers. The subtle hint of a grin played on his lips upon her realization, "I know," he answered her, "I wouldn't sell it if it wasn't." He watched as she took a sip of her water, though it seemed as if she was taunting him from his point of view. <em>You little bitch...</em> he thought, thinking maybe she was teasing him. His trademark deviant grin played on his lips, his eyes keeping on hers, "That's cute. You make that offer to every customer?" he asked, "Besides, I doubt a dainty little thing like you could handle my kind of rough lovin'."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Contract { Supernova &amp; Sable }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Supernova</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 21:28:12</strong>
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				Roxie just smirked at him when he called her dainty. The smirk widened as she walked right up to him, leaning over the bar to tease him with the sight of her cleavage. Besides the dark wash jeans that she wore, the red head had on a custom made vest that hugged her figure and showed off her pierced navel and the tattoo around her belly button. So when she leaned over the bar, there was little left for his imagination as she giggled at him. "Hey. Up here bug guy." Roxie grinned and stood up straight again to take a drink from her water bottle. "You'd be surprised what I can handle." Another person walked up to the bar and she gave Monroe the one minute sign. As she walked off, even in the faint light, anyone could see the scar that ran horizontally across her exposed lower back. It looked like someone had either whipped her or used a very thin cane on her. Roxie flirted with the man who walked up the bar and she made his drink 'extra special' by adding more alcohol to it than was called for. When he left the bar, she strolled back over to Monroe.<br><br>"See? I don't offer them all what I offered you boy." She locked eyes with his and liked what she saw. Roxie was such a cock tease. It got her off. She loved teasing a guy to the point that he just grabbed her and ripped her clothing off but not before making sure she got punished for being a little slut. Even just thinking about it made her wet. As she stood there, Roxie rolled the peppermint in her mouth around her tongue. She could feel the cotton mouth setting in and that meant the munchies would hit soon as well. The food here was shit so she usually escaped to a little burger joint down the road. They had the most amazing sliders but they were only good when she was high. Every time she tried to eat their sober, she couldn't even make it through one of those greasy things. Roxie looked at the time on the bars computer and she grinned like the Cheshire Cat. Looking back to Monroe, she blushed a bit. "Sorry about that. Lunch hour is nearly here." Her left hand rubbed her stomach for a second before her arms shot up and she ran her fingers through her mess of hair. <br><br>Her boss was walking right towards them and Roxie quickly leaned over the bar. She put her hand under Monroe's chin and pulled him forward. "Gotta put on a show for the boss. Just kiss me and we'll be straight." She whispered in his ear. As her boss got closer, she quickly moved her head and placed her lips against Monroe's. Roxie kissed him roughly and passionately. The female even threw in a moan for her boss to hear over the acoustic intro to some hardcore song that played through the speakers all around them. The pot-belly man glared at her and Monroe before walking off. Roxie pulled back, her tongue running over her lower lip as she blushed heavily. "Hey. Forgive me yeah? My boss is a complete pig and he is constantly trying to hit on me." God his lips had felt amazing against her own. All she could feel for the next few seconds was the haze of her high and the tingling of her lips. Oh yeah. Roxie prayed to whoever was in the sky that this guy took her home sometime and showed her what else those lips could do. She bit her lower lip and rubbed her legs together a bit to try to ease the throb between her legs. "So, I never got your name boy. I'm Roxie." Instead of extending her hand for him to shake, she made him a drink and placed it in front of him. "Anything you want is on the house since you helped me out."
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