cgraven
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The Fallen Angel was the most exclusive Gentleman’s Club in the city, a stately Victorian Manson on a tree lined avenue in one of the better residential districts. It was conveniently located close to the business district and the very prestigious and ultra conservative Ladysmith College. There was nothing that would indicate from the outside exactly what kind of business the Fallen Angel was. It could have been an upscale restaurant or a very respectable private club, yet once one passed from the manicured grounds, and the formal entry way, one was greeted by several stages with poles and secluded cubicles. It did not have the tottery appearance of strip club but only the very naïve could miss what The Fallen Angel was.
Dominic De Loup was setting behind his massive Edwardian desk as he reviewed the week’s work schedule to ensure each night and weekend day was adequately covered with the youngest and most beautiful girls. It was really quite simple, once a girl reached twenty six, or lost her youthful blush De Loup would sender her to one of his less exclusive clubs. The Fallen Angel was the apex of his business, and his business simply put was sex. Oh not just the simple grunt and grind sex of one of his less desirable clubs or brothels. No, here, for the very exclusive members of The Fallen Angel something more sensual, more seductive was offered, the temptation and corruption of innocence,
“Monsieur De Loup your two o’clock appointment is here.”
“ Very well Miss Séduire.”
Andi was escorted into Monsieur De Loup’s presence and was confronted by a man of gigantic proportions, even seated with his fingers tented before his face he seemed to tower over the petite brunette beauty with the soft soulful brown eyes. His own eyes were as dark as a moonless night and his dark ebony skin shimmered with a dark luster that was breath taking. The man was impeccably dressed in a black double breasted business suit and a pearl gray shirt and crimson tie. Everything about him from his shaved head to his attire spoke of confidence and power.
“Thank you Temperance”
He turned his full attention now to the young coed that stood before him. There was no chair for her to sit in nor, did he extend his hand in welcome to Andi. Those dark eyes could take in every detail of her gorgeous young body without seeming to look directly at her. He was pleased that she was conservatively dressed, and yet her black pencil skirt and white button down blouse did little to hide her delicate and sensual charms, but rather drew the viewer’s eye to them. He loved the way her sassy little ankle boots accentuated the sensual curve of her calves and her tight seductive little derrière. Yet most importantly this girl had that fresh peaches and cream look few men could resist.
“I see you have applied for a Hostess positionAndi.”
Dominic De Loup had purposely used her Christian name rather than her sir name, establishing from their first meeting, who was the master here and who was the employee.
“I see your are attending Lady Smith College, that bodes well for you as our members comes from some of the most prestigious families and are paragons of their chosen fields.”
De Loup paused as he once more evaluated the young coed before him. The interview then lapsed into the expected resumes and recommendation andAndi’s work history in the service industry. Then Dominic De Loup laid the first temptation before the young innocent;
“ Your pay would be $500.00 a week plus tips Andi………………”
He paused for a moment to let her realize what he had just said.
“…………if you’er interested and meet our stringent qualifications.”
Now it was time to lay before the girl the first little test.
“Andi be so kind as to lift the helm of your skirt I need to see your legs,. I’ll tell you when I have seen enough.”
De Loup had given his soft command as if asking her to do so was the most natural thing in the world.
The Fallen Angel was the most exclusive Gentleman’s Club in the city, a stately Victorian Manson on a tree lined avenue in one of the better residential districts. It was conveniently located close to the business district and the very prestigious and ultra conservative Ladysmith College. There was nothing that would indicate from the outside exactly what kind of business the Fallen Angel was. It could have been an upscale restaurant or a very respectable private club, yet once one passed from the manicured grounds, and the formal entry way, one was greeted by several stages with poles and secluded cubicles. It did not have the tottery appearance of strip club but only the very naïve could miss what The Fallen Angel was.
Dominic De Loup was setting behind his massive Edwardian desk as he reviewed the week’s work schedule to ensure each night and weekend day was adequately covered with the youngest and most beautiful girls. It was really quite simple, once a girl reached twenty six, or lost her youthful blush De Loup would sender her to one of his less exclusive clubs. The Fallen Angel was the apex of his business, and his business simply put was sex. Oh not just the simple grunt and grind sex of one of his less desirable clubs or brothels. No, here, for the very exclusive members of The Fallen Angel something more sensual, more seductive was offered, the temptation and corruption of innocence,
“Monsieur De Loup your two o’clock appointment is here.”
“ Very well Miss Séduire.”
Andi was escorted into Monsieur De Loup’s presence and was confronted by a man of gigantic proportions, even seated with his fingers tented before his face he seemed to tower over the petite brunette beauty with the soft soulful brown eyes. His own eyes were as dark as a moonless night and his dark ebony skin shimmered with a dark luster that was breath taking. The man was impeccably dressed in a black double breasted business suit and a pearl gray shirt and crimson tie. Everything about him from his shaved head to his attire spoke of confidence and power.
“Thank you Temperance”
He turned his full attention now to the young coed that stood before him. There was no chair for her to sit in nor, did he extend his hand in welcome to Andi. Those dark eyes could take in every detail of her gorgeous young body without seeming to look directly at her. He was pleased that she was conservatively dressed, and yet her black pencil skirt and white button down blouse did little to hide her delicate and sensual charms, but rather drew the viewer’s eye to them. He loved the way her sassy little ankle boots accentuated the sensual curve of her calves and her tight seductive little derrière. Yet most importantly this girl had that fresh peaches and cream look few men could resist.
“I see you have applied for a Hostess positionAndi.”
Dominic De Loup had purposely used her Christian name rather than her sir name, establishing from their first meeting, who was the master here and who was the employee.
“I see your are attending Lady Smith College, that bodes well for you as our members comes from some of the most prestigious families and are paragons of their chosen fields.”
De Loup paused as he once more evaluated the young coed before him. The interview then lapsed into the expected resumes and recommendation andAndi’s work history in the service industry. Then Dominic De Loup laid the first temptation before the young innocent;
“ Your pay would be $500.00 a week plus tips Andi………………”
He paused for a moment to let her realize what he had just said.
“…………if you’er interested and meet our stringent qualifications.”
Now it was time to lay before the girl the first little test.
“Andi be so kind as to lift the helm of your skirt I need to see your legs,. I’ll tell you when I have seen enough.”
De Loup had given his soft command as if asking her to do so was the most natural thing in the world.