Brothel; The Dirty Secrets of The Rich

[Strawberriesandcream]

Lace came down to the lounge, down the massive wooden ladder, wearing nothing by transclucent sky blue underwear. The string of her thong went over her generous hips and down deep between her round buttocks, the pale colour of it harmonyzing with her tanned skin.

The lounge was full, as usual at that hour. The leather couches and the fancy, luxurious carpets were fulled with men in expensive designes suits, talking with girls who and not much more on than she did.

Sex was in the air. Sex and money. it was in the champagne that filled the crystal whistles, in the luxury of the decor, and in the sparkling diamond necklace that was around her neck, a real waterfall of diamonds going all the way between her round breasts.

Another evening! It was time to get a new client...

 

[scribe_m]

Leather made his way through the crowd. His eyes wandered, seeing his peers in their creme coats, and the bejewed young playthings chatting with them. But unlike the other gentlemen, he himself started at the bottom, an archaeology student who stumbled upon a fantastic mineral deposit, glittering with roughly hewn diamonds. A few hostile maneuvers later, he managed to fight off other interests that would have taken away his team's discovery, which, if you would forgive them, he steered from academics to more base interests.

He sipped at the champagne in his glass. Eyes looked at his dress, a rough leather jacket upon crisp white shirt and matching tie. Impeccable, if it weren't for his obvious remark of leather. A glint caught his eye, well-trained to spot and evaluate precious gems. He spotted the waterfall flowing atop her bosom, then settled upon her divine enchanting eyes. "You look radiant, my dear," he began. "Tell me. What do you truly seek here in this upscale den of iniquity?" He would, of course, ask about the diamonds later.


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[Strawberriesandcream]

If she wanted to tell the raw truth, Lace would have said " actually, Ido what I have to to to have a place where to live and food on the table" but that was not a sentence to be sait there. Instead, she answered the usual pick up line.

-I'm searching for a handsome man, but I think I found it.

Actually, that was as close as she ever got from actually thinking that on first sight. The man in fornt of her was handsome. I f he went to talk to her, it was probably because she wanted a "happy ending" before the end of the night. He seemed especially interested in her breasts, he could'nt take his eyes off her chest.

The night was going to be hot.

 

[SparkyMan]

Sonny Marchetti

I sat at my usual table, flanked on either side by two of my working girls (right now Kiki, and Bunny). Outside of them was Gino and Mario. Gina and Mario go everywhere I go. Every night I come here, to check on my girls and see how they're doin. They know to keep me happy! Hell, I sign their paychecks.

The two girls are rubbing their titties into my shoulders as Gina and Mario ensure there are no "problems" tonite. It's a regular ritual, and every night, two different girls are assigned to keep me company. If they meake me "really" happy, they get a bonus in their paycheck, and sometimes, some other perks! It's fun watching the two girls compete for my attention, without getting catty. That's not allowed!

Meanwhile, as I'm chewing on my unlit import cigar, I spot Lace, one of my dancers, working over one of the patrons. She's a real pro ... knows how to handle them. She'll drain him of eveery penny and he'll leave with a smile on his face, only to regret it in the morning! She's been doin' it for years! I wish I could listen in on their conversation, but Kiki leans in and whispers something delicious in my ear, giggling as she does so.

 

[scribe_m]

-I'm searching for a handsome man, but I think I found it.

The man grinned at the words. Indeed he spent a little too much time viewing her chest, the precious baubles cascading down her breasts to her nipples. He said, "You look absolutely elegant. I must admit having a fondness and curiousity for the jewels you wear. May I?" Leather began delicately touching the encrusted diamonds flowing from her neck, occasionally looking upwards at her beautiful eyes as his fingertips caressed each jewel as if touching her silken skin. An occasional touch would land on her chest, and he smiled as if to say excuse me -- or ask for permission. His fingers suggested a little more now, as his index and middle finger would stroke the cool diamonds, while other fingers would graze against her nipples. "Tell me," he said, "What is the feeling of diamond against naked flesh?"


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[SparkyMan]

Sonny Marchetti

I watched the patron, Lace was flirting with, closely. I saw his hands reach for the jewels! "Mario!"

I pointed a the two with my cigar despite both girls rubbing their hands along my thigh, trying their best to get my attention. "The jewels! Don't do anything yet! But keep an eye on the jewels!"

"Yes Boss," was his simple reply as he took three steps closer, giving him a better vantage than I had.

 

[Strawberriesandcream]

Was it at her breasts that the man in front of her gazed at, or the jewels? Probebly both, the jewels caught his attention and the round curve under it kept it.

Anyway, she enjoyed the caress on her breasts. Gosh! It was good! with the pleasure spreading through her body, she started to moan and move her heads and hips seductively round and round, side to side, along with her head, exposing her long neck to the client. There too, a little because she wanted to wrap what was left of Leather around her finger, a little because she enjoyed it.

 

[scribe_m]

Leather continued making small circles with his little finger, enjoying the stiffness of Lace's nipple through the thin, inviting, fabric. As her moans escaped her lips, Leather could not help but lean forward as her neck invited his soft, sweet kisses. Her hips rotated in that certain way, and he placed his free hand lightly on them, feeling her delicious ass on the palm of his exploring hand. "Mmm... is there a place where we could draw less attention?" He blew a warm kiss into her ear.

OOC: Mmm... A lone balcony? The overcrowded casino?


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[Strawberriesandcream]

It was not Lace that had Leather wrapper around her finger, au contraire, he had her in her complete power. He could do whatever he wanted, and she'd like it very much, everytime she kissed him, on that sensitive spot on her neck. Such power that he had on her, he knew just where she liked to be touched...

It was time to take the action in a more private place...she accepted to go on the balcony. After all, the ide was so cute, cute enough to act like she had any shreds of hope about love left in her heart.

 

[scribe_m]

Leather smiled at his new companion. Her winsome beauty captivated and sparked as much as the jewels flowing down her chest. He deftly picked up two glasses of champagne as the walked together to the balcony, overlooking the lake. The moon reflected upon the waters, lapping at the beach below. The light of the lunar orb danced within her many diamonds, captive flickerings licking her bosom. A cool breeze suggested itself, and Leather held her to him, her back warmed by his chest, her front wrapped by his tender, solid arms. His lips again met her neck, kissed her ear, then, as her head turned, her delicate soft lips. "Come. Let us go down to the beach. I wish to feel the grains of sand against my feet, and your touch against my skin." He led her down the steps to the quiet beach below.


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[Strawberriesandcream]

So he wanted it on the beach, hey? It was time to get to serious things.

Lace grabbed Leather by the neck and pulled herself up to hiis lips, that she slowly, smoothly rubbed with hers before he accpted het tongue in.

He didn't even needed to ask, it was her who rubbed her sensua body against his, and gently rubbed her hand and its sarp naisl against his manly chest.

 

[scribe_m]

"Mmm..." Leather said, relishing her tongue playing with his. He lifted her off her feet, and continued to kiss and nuzzle her as they made their way to the shore. He felt her hands unbutton his shirt a little more, and play with the hairs on his chest. Once they landed on the beach, he set her down, and admired the soft light of the moon, twinklings in the water and the diamonds on her chest. "Mmmm..." he said, holding her once again, "Let's walk in the water, shall we? But I'm afraid I have my clothes on. Think you can do something about that?"


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