Cursed (closed)

[DrMelonCollie]

Mercy was bored, and among the Cursed, this was a dangerous thing. She was the leader of the Cursed, and those few around her sensed her mood and suggested distractions. The house of Greed, suggested gambling, the house of Lust taking a lover, Gluttony suggested she expand her food sources and offered several exotic choices, Wrath suggested she punish someone, and Envy suggested she take a clan leader as a pet. The house of Sloth, was empty as the lazy did not do well as Cursed, and well The house of Pride had one member, and that was Mercy.

She considered the options and she selected a member of the house of Lust to both feed on and seek out other possibilities. Mercy was largely confined to the compound, leadership weighed heavily upon her.

Laura, of the house of Lust, finally settled on a reporter, a serious journalist, a challenge. She recalled how much Mercy had laughed when "Interview with a Vampire" was written and then made into a movie.

The truth was both darker and lighter, and after careful consideration a selection was made.

 

[Tony2015]

Lucas "Luke" Kimberland
30 years old (not that he looks it)
5'10", 185#; very fit.
Deep blue eyes
Brown hair, typically worn wild


Luke leaned back against the cinder block wall, posed for the ogling of the men pulling their cars slowly over to the curb to check out the merchandise. He'd been working on a story about male prostitution for several months, but he hadn't been able to get any farther than dozens and hundreds of investigative reporters before him had. The Boys didn't want to talk to him, nor did the Johns. The year before a similar article by a colleague had caused a popular cruise location to be shut down by police, and none of those in the business or using its services wanted to go through that again.

The only option had been to become one of them. Actually, two of them. He'd first posed as a John, simply to learn more about what the Boys had to offer, the terminology, the costs; and then -- now -- he was posing as a Boy, to see how the Johns talked, where they went to have their sex, and more. Luke hadn't actually had sex with either a John while pretending to be a Boy, either finding a way to cut the date short or -- when he thought the opportunity was there -- admitting who and what he was to pursue a confidential interview. Although he would never admit it to his Editor, Luke had allowed one of the Boys to suck his cock. For the story, he'd told himself at the time. But to be honest, he'd simply wanted to know what it felt like to have another male perform fellatio on him. It was great, though he doubted he would ever do it again.

And the new investigative technique had worked. In the past week, he'd gotten all he needed to write the story. His editor had claimed his joy in the story ... then relegated it to page 9 of the City section. Page 9! Luke found it to the left of an article about the resurgence of brides wearing white and to the right of an article about the exclusion of chicken's from this springs farm show because of a bird flu scare.

"Fuck..." he murmured to himself in despair. He was never going to get a permanent spot as a Staff Reporter this way. And to make it worse, his Editor had requested he stay on the story for another week or so after one of the Boys known to work this street had been found murdered in the next county over. Luke knew that if he did find a connection to the sex trade that an experienced reporter would be given the story, so ... Why the fuck am I down here?

He watched another car slow and its driver lean toward the open passenger side window. His attention perked up when he realized it was a woman. 95% of the Johns were ... well, Johns, not Joans. He leaned a bit to look through the window and saw that the woman was indeed looking to gain his attention. He walked over to the car, leaning over to cross his arms on the door.

"Looking for a date?" he asked with a suggestive tone. He hadn't been approached by a single woman thus far so he wasn't sure whether it was different or not. More like getting picked up in a bar, he thought as he lied, "I'm Rich."

 

[DrMelonCollie]

Laura knew who he was, but she was willing to play along. SHe had suggested the reporter who had written an article about male prostitutes. Mainly because she was of the house of Lust and was always looking for something sexual. She had been surprised when Lady Mercy agreed. So she had been sent to pick him up.

"I'm looking for a special plaything, for me and a friend. Are you available for that sort of thing?" Laura pulled out a roll of bills, "We can pay you very well as we will want your services for no less than 24 hours." Laura's lipstick was blood red, and while a leggy blonde, she had a nice rack.

She'd been enjoying Mercy's attentions for a week now, and her own levels of lust were at an all time high. Being fed on by any clan leader was enough to drive the sins of any of the Cursed, and so Laura was seductively hypnotic to the extreme.

She hoped he would refuse, she wanted to hunt him down, drag him back to the car and use him. Unfortunately she had not been authorized for that, so she played with the roll of cash.

 

[Tony2015]

Luke listened to the woman's offer, then saw the wad of cash in her hand. He knew obviously that he couldn't do this. He wasn't a Boy ... a male whore. He was a reporter doing a story about the Boys. If his boss ever found out that he was actually turning tricks, he'd be out of a job, and likely out of the business forever.. He wasn't concerned about this being a police sting. After all, she had offered money before he offered services, which would be in trapment.

He looked from the money back to the woman's face, and then to her body. She was the most incredible creatures he'd seen in... Well, in forever. Would it really be all so bad to spend some time between the sheets with her? Or above the sheets with her? Or with no sheets at all? It was like getting picked up by a beautiful babe at hotel lounge, wasn't it? The only difference being that she was going to give him money after it was all over with.

Luke looked up and down the block, as if expecting to find another reporter taping the entire affair. But there was nobody out here that wasn't out here every day of every week of every month of every year. He looked back to the woman, gave her a smile, looked to that delicious body, looked to the money, and said, "Sure, why not. 24 hours? I can make myself available for that... If the money is right."

He got into the car, checking out her long sexy legs, and asked, "Where do you want to do this?

 

[DrMelonCollie]

The car door popped open, "I think you'll find our offer, very generous." She waited for him to get in the car and then locked the doors. He would find himself unable to open the door, "My friend and I have a room at," she mentioned a quite out of the way hotel where no crime had ever happened and was owned by the House of Envy. "It shouldn't take us long to get there."

Laura was dressed to Mercy's requirements, a snug white blouse, a black lace bra, black skirt, black stockings, red high heels. Not that she needed a bra, but the house of Pride liked the clans to look presentable. Laura ran red lights without hesitation.

WHen they rolled up to the small motel (about a dozen luxury suites), she slide into a parking place like she was a stunt driver. Laura had liked to drive fast as a mortal and she indulged herself with fast cars.

The door unlocked and she exited.

 

[Tony2015]

Luke waited a couple of blocks before he began his interview of her. He hadn't had an opportunity to make inquiries of a woman on this issue of male prostitution, so he certainly wasn't gping to pass up the chance. He might be able to get a story and get laid both on the same day. He asked her casually so, "I'm just curious... Do you do this often? Not saying there's anything wrong with it. I'm just curious."

He didn't honestly know whether she even answered the question though. She shot through a red light as if she hadn't even seen it. But when she went through the second one, only slightly swerving to miss an oncoming car, Luke realized that she was burning through the reds intentionally. He grasped tightly to the armrest and the door and held on for dear life until they finally slid into a parking space at their destination. He realized he was holding his breath and let it all out in a big puff, chuckling nervously. He told her, "After that excitement, I don't know what I can do to get your blood pumping."

They exited the car and went up to their room. Luke thought to himself just one last time, Am I really doing the right thing? It only took one look at her perfectly curved body as she walked ahead of him to know that it didn't matter whether it was the wrong thing or the right thing, he was going to fuck this woman.

Then he remembered, Didn't she say she had a friend? He had had a threesome with two sorority girls his junior year of college, but he'd been so drunk that he couldn't even remember it the next morning when he woke up surrounded by the 2 naked bodies. They had been good looking women and Luke cursed himself for not remembering whether he had enjoyed them or not. He cursed them later when neither of them wanted a repeat. That meant that this was going to be his first real threesome. He smiled with delight at the thought, remembering and they're going to pay me, too.

 

[DrMelonCollie]

Laura led him to the room at the end, where one other car was parked. An armored limousine type thing, and a rather menacing thug stood beside the car, as if to dare anyone to park beside it. He nodded at Laura and she went to the door and opened it.

If he had been paying attention he would have noticed that Laura wore a simple silver ring on her marriage finger and that she wasn't breathing normally. When he looked in the room however he was struck by the woman inside. It wasn't that she was hotter than Laura, but she had presence, a royal bow down and kiss my feet you poor peasant kind of aura. If she wasn't wearing lingerie he might have been worried.

She drew his eye, and he would eventually notice that her eyes were a mix of green, brown, and gray. Her hair which wasn't too long, or too short, was sort of a brownish red, and her lips were the color of Merlot.

"Is this him?" Mercy asked, not needing to ask as it was part of the pretense.

Laura nodded deferentially and locked the door behind him. "Then please undress for me," if questioned Laura would say that her Lady liked to be watched. If he addressed Mercy she would for now ignore him.

Laura stripped in a manner that would make any person watching aroused, and when Lady Mercy asked her to come sit on her lap, she complied. The two women began to kiss, with Mercy fondling Laura, and eventually fingering the blonde openly. Laura had no pubic hair and eventually Mercy turned her, so Laura could look at Jake and he could ask her questions. Mercy kissed and nuzzled Laura carotid artery as she finger fucked the pale lovely blonde.

"You had some questions for me?"

 

[DrMelonCollie]

Mercy's garment, except she is wearing a very delicate silver cross about her neck

http://i.ebayimg.com/00/s/NTI4WDUwMA==/z/JjgAAOSwq7JUBe2d/$_35.JPG

 

[Tony2015]

Luke noticed the man at the limousine, but he couldn't imagine that it was connected to his Joans. Then the chauffeur-slash-bodyguard-slash-scary fucker nodded to the woman with obvious familiarity. Oh fuck, what have you gotten yourself into?

As he passed the end of the limo, he noted the license plate, anxious to research it later if necessary. But he somehow doubted that a person of any significant interest would use a car that could be traced back to them, whether by the Trick, the Paparazzi, or the Authorities.

Inside the room, Luke's eyes adjusted to the lower light, revealing a woman even more luscious than the one that had brought him. This fucking can't possibly be real, he thought. What are the two most gorgeous, tasty women in the world doing picking up a Boy from the corner?

"Is this him?" the woman asked.

It didn't occur to Luke that him referred to him specifically, as in Lucas Kimberland, cub reporter. But it did seem as though the other woman had been expecting a specific male prostitute. Oh sure, the Johns often had their favorite Boys, and they would only come back to them again and again. But Luke has never seen either of these women, so ... Why did she ask it that way?

Luke's attention quickly skipped from the curious woman to what the curious woman was doing to the other one. After Speedy Gonzalez stripped -- proving that she was as incredible as he had expected -- she immediately began having sex with the other woman. They kissed passionately, erotically, and then the other woman -- a bit older but still very much or even more attractive to the young reporter -- began finger fucking her. And the entire time, the blonde's gaze was set on Luke.

He was so fucking hard and so fucking horny and so eager to get involved that he almost missed the second woman's question, "You had some questions for me?"

He pulled his gaze up from the fingers working the younger woman's pussy, licking his lips before eventually asking, "Oh, I, um ... I ... I was just wondering ... is this ... is this something you do a lot...? Not trying to pry. Just ... wondering, you know..."

Luke was dying! He wanted to get some of the blonde ... some of the redhead ... some of both! But they hadn't yet told him to strip and jump in, and if he'd learned one strict lesson investigating his male prostitute story it was to do what the client demanded and only what the client demanded. They were paying, so...

But I'm not a whore! Luke's brain screamed. I can do what I want! But ... he really couldn't, could he? As far as they knew, he was just another Boy and certainly not an investigative reporter.

"I was just wondering what you like ... what I can do for you," he said quickly, remember that he had to pretend to be their sexual servant. "Do you want me to watch for a while ... or..."

He was anxious to get his dick wet, but ... he had to wait! As excruciating as it was, Luke had to wait!

 

[DrMelonCollie]

"My Lady likes to indulge my moods," Laura replied as if to say she was the reason he was there. Laura was moaning softly between answering questions, "I like to be watched, and My Lady gave me permission to buy you." She moaned again tilting her head and Mercy's mouth left a gorgeous hicky on the one side of the neck to feast on the other side.

"Are you comfortable? those clothes look a bit tight," Laura moaned again and you could tell she was getting off as the hands gripped her even tighter, and at least 3 fingers were plunged inside her wet pussy.

"I'm still hungry," the mysterious red head spoke her voice sultry and commanding. Laura moved to the bed, laying sprawled and the redhead moved between her legs to dine.

"Do you have condoms?" Laura managed to speak, knowing she was going to have him regardless, as she did not need to worry about such things, but that in his role as gigolo voyeur he would be expected to provide some.

 

[Tony2015]

(OOC: I picked a pic for Laura as you requested, but have you picked one for Mercy? I am anxious to see how you see her looking.)

As soon as Laura suggested he undress, Luke reached to his shoulders and shed his jacket and hoody as one. He didn't do it hurriedly, of course. He was supposed to be a man whore, not a horny man after all. Even before he'd taken on the story, Luke -- a long time single -- had always carried condoms. He fished one out of his jean's pocket, then tugged at his belt. The loose fitting jeans fell to gather about his Converse shoes, which he stepped out of at the same time with the trousers. When he pulled his jockeys off, he had to give them a little extra pull forward ... 'cause his cock was hard and stiff and pointing forward as if to order Chaaaaaaaarge.....!

He moved to the bed, getting on his knees as he opened and donned the lubricated condom. He wanted to nudge into the redheads place and sink his cock deep inside the blond ... or, looking to her ass poked up into the air as she ate the other woman out, ram into the redheads backside instead. But instead he did as a Boy would and asked, politely, "What would you like me to do ... ladies?"

 

[DrMelonCollie]

Lady Mercy sucked hard on Laura's clit drawing on her power as leader to enhance Laura's feeding. Laura rapidly orgasmed and Mercy withdrew with a wet smile, licking her lips. She gestured regally to the naked limp blonde as if offering her up to his pleasure.

"Fuck me hard," Laura moaned her skin flushed and tight, her oddly pale green eyes practically commanding him to ride her hard and long.

Mercy took a step back to watch, seeing how far the reporter would go. This was interesting, and for now she would simple enjoy feasting on his pride, lust, envy, greed, and even anger. He was proving quite tasty.

Laura groaned and moaned, loud enough that anyone should be able to hear, except that the suite like all the others was sound proofed.

(I did an image but for some reason it isn't a link, you'll need to copy and paste)

 

[Tony2015]

(OOC: For anyone reading along, we have chosen a dark haired woman's image for Mercy, therefore my earlier comments about her being a redhead can be ignored.)

"Fuck me hard," the blonde demanded as the redhead pulled her face from her pussy and -- like a model from The Price Is Right -- gestured Luke forward.

By now, he'd totally forgotten that this had started out as an information gathering exercise for his story. He couldn't believe that he was about to fuck one incredible woman who'd just orgasmed at the mouth of yet another incredible woman ... with whom he assumed he would also be enjoying sex.

Maybe, he thought as he studied the beautiful brunette. Maybe he'd only be fucking the blonde who was still breathing deeply after her intense orgasm. A lesbian and a bisexual...? Or, two lesbians? Who knew? As Luke moved into place between the blonde's parted thighs, he thought to himself, Who the fuck cares? As he skillfully maneuvered his wrapped cock to her wet hole, he smiled, thinking There's gotta be some 'a pussy in the hand is better than two in the bush' joke here.

"Look ma," he whispered to the blonde who was staring up into his eyes. He pushed forward, feeling resistance, then opening her tight pussy and sinking his bulbous head inside. He moaned, pushed a bit harder to sink another inch, then finished, "no hands."

Luke withdrew, pushed, and withdrew again until finally her juices had lubed him enough to allow him to start fucking her with long slow stokes. He was breathing hard in no time at all, and it wasn't simply because of exertion. He moaned to her, "My God! You ... you feel ... you feel so ... so fucking ... good!"

He wasn't trying to make her feel good, like the Boys often did when their Johns were ramming their cocks up the typically younger male whores' bums. This woman ... felt ... un- ... be- ... lievable!! There was something about her pussy that was ... that was simply amazing! The last woman whose pussy was this tight ... this warm ... and this wet had been--

His eyes opened wider as he stared down into hers. Virgin...? No fucking way! As he continued to stroke deep and fast, his pleasure rising rapidly, it occurred to him that that last pussy that had felt so good was a 20 year old college sophomore whose virginity he'd claimed during last Spring Break. There was no way this woman was a virgin to a man's cock! She was too hot! And she'd been so passionate and sexual with the brunette. Luke knew that some lesbians never had a cock sunk in them ... ever! But ... Blondie had been too sexually forward with Luke -- picking him up, bringing him here, demanding that he fuck her hard -- to be having intercourse for the first time.

But, what else could make her feel so fucking good. It wasn't normal! There was something special about her. Luke had been staring deep into her eyes, wondering, and had lost track of his own pleasure. Suddenly, it grew exponentially, and with a great, loud grunt, he exploded! His cock pulsed again and again ... and again and again! He was moaning aloud, still ramming deep inside her for the longest time. It wouldn't stop, his orgasm!

His strength began to wane, and before he knew it, Luke was laying flat upon the blonde, hands at his side, his face buried into her neck as his heart pounded fiercely...

 

[DrMelonCollie]

Laura fed deeply on his lust as he took her body. She'd used some of the energy to rejuvenate, hoping he'd like her tight tight pussy. Mercy had always seemed to be amused when anyone from the house of Lust went virginal. After all she and the reporter were here to amuse her Lady.

He was unusually energetic and she realized that Lady Mercy was feeding on him, temporarily giving him enhanced capabilities. When he finally ejaculated she felt what the French called "la petite morte" or the little death as her body exploded into a million scattered pieces and she stopped breathing, her heart continued to pump blood to her neither regions and then it to slowed down forcing the blood to remain in her pussy and tits and other tissues as it refused to return the blood cells to the rest of her body.

She seemed dead, of course she had died many decades ago, and therefore was not technically alive. Laura only snapped out of it when she heard Mercy call her name.

"Laura," it was a harsh and lust filled called and her blood began pumping again and she took in a deep heady breath.

 

[Tony2015]

Luke was lost in the euphoria of orgasm. His mind was lost to it. He wasn't the type of lover to cum and then just ... quit. He always did his best to draw out his lover's orgasm with his; or if he failed to do that, would work through his own orgasm, enjoying the magnificence of it while continuing to pound the woman's pussy until she orgasmed, too.

But that didn't happen now. He simply laid there upon the blonde, heart pounding, chest swelling and shrinking in deep breaths. His entire body was tingling with climax, like he'd never felt before. Although the condom was as full as it was going to be, his cock was still twitching off an on as if wanting to put forth more of its contents.

It was ... oh, God, how long...? A full minute...? ...two before he was finally able to use his arms to slide off the blonde and roll to his back. He looked up, directly into the brunette's eyes. He wanted to say so much, but ... all that came out was, "Oh my god..."

 

[DrMelonCollie]

"Please help him dispose of the condom, and get him hard again." Mercy didn't indicate why she wanted this done just that while they had fucked she had stripped naked and her skin pulsated with energy as she slowly almost regally fingered her hot pussy.

Laura took in a deep breath and helped him remove the condom and then proceeded to suck him better than any woman had before, all the while Mercy continued to pleasure herself, as she fed on Laura's greed, letting Laura feast on her own building lust.

"Pacing dear boy, we've paid for 24 hours after all." This is the first comment she's directed to him and the sultry royal impact of it nearly brings him to his knees.

Much later he would coin her the Queen of Sin, which oddly enough was pretty close to the truth.