Goddess Den at The sacred sensual (closed)

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The Sacred Sensual Resort
Exclusively for women
Situated over several acres of beach front and into the depths of lavish jungle with private dwellings for guests who would prefer a privacy more complete than the 12 floors of massive suites.
Constant activities to indulge in as well as the various 5 star restaurants scattered throughout the grounds. A casino theaters live shows and music in the top of the line venues.
The Sacred Sensual also offers several secluded nude beaches and any other amenities imaginable.


:rose:THE GODDESS DEN:rose:
:rose:STRIP CLUB:rose:
Was one of the many features of the exclusive women's resort The Sacred Sensual. The Sacred Sensual was a well kept secret from most. Even the long time employees didn't know who owned it or how it was started. All that was known was the guests were all women of selective tastes and very deep pockets. The Goddess Den was in all honesty more than just an exclusive strip club situated in this lavish paradise it was also the "Sales floor". The men who danced at the club were also for sale. Sales could be for the duration of the clients stay or for a night or two or... Permanent. The men selected to even audition for the club were chosen for any number of reason to match the guests for that weeks preferences tastes or needs.

Stamina... Endurance and Strength
Appearance ranging from the near androgynous to the rugged chiseled mountain from clean shaven to scruff to hairy.
From little more than mindless muscle eager to please any requirement from manual labor to sexual kinks to the passionate romantic even intellectual.

The latest arrival of potential dancers for the club sat scattered around the room after auditions were over. A woman stood in front of the stage addressing the ones who made the cut.

Gentlemen... You have all passed your auditions now you are able to know the rest of the job. Not only will you be dancing here at the club you will be for sale while you dance.

She paused for a moment as that sank in.

If any of you are not comfortable with that you will still have a job within the resort but you will not be dancers. If any of you have an issue with being sold to the guests leave now and speak with Barbara in the main building for your new assignments.

Pausing again as a couple of the men left. She smiled seeing how many stayed.

Now as you each already know your life and living arrangements here are paradise in comparison to the rest of the world. That will not change with your new job. As for our clientele we are a resort exclusively for women. These women have the option to purchase one or more of you for a night or two or for the duration of their stay with us or if they so wish it... Permanently. Some of you have been selected to begin dancing this week due to our knowledge of the guests arriving this week. We pride ourselves on knowing our repeat clients likes requirements and kinks perhaps better than they themselves know. You are dismissed to go and rest or prepare train work out get something to eat whatever but you will be back here at 9 pm to start the show. Dismissed.

With that the woman left the room and made her way to the hydroplane dock to begin welcoming guests.

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Nadia Tallos
She was a bit of a regular at the Sacred Sensual and an occasional buyer at the Goddess Den but only purchases for the duration of her visit. The men were always stunning and eager to please and they did always please her but there was always something missing. She was not sure what it was but Selena the woman over the club and its entertainment assured her that she had found after long last that perfect purchase for her. A musician well maintained scruff longer hair soulful eyes and a firey passion for beauty and words and music. Nadia had to see if this could finally be that final forever purchase.

She stepped from the hydroplane and smiled. She did truly love it here at the resort. Her usual villa in the jungle was already prepared and Selena sounded most confident about this new dancer with soulful eyeed musician with a little scruff and slightly longer hair. He sounded too good to be true but she trusted Selena. She went to the villa to relax and get ready to go see if this will finally be her forever purchase.
 
Jarad Jones
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Being an exotic dancer was never the kind of job that somebody could call steady or predictable. Despite that, though, Jarad did the best he could. Imagine his surprise though, when somebody approached him after one of his shows for an interview of sorts. Even after that interview and a brief explanation of where he would be going and what would be expected of him, he still only understood so much. He had never really had much to his name, really just the clothes that he wore, his guitar, and his saxophone. So when they asked him if he would be okay with moving to something that could accurately be called a tropical paradise, he didn't even have to hesitate before agreeing.

Jarad found himself genuinely surprised how many men were at the briefing where they would be told about the specifics of their new jobs. He had no problems with everything he heard, but he didn't look down on the men that did get up and leave after hearing it. With that briefing out of the way and his acceptable of it, there was really just one thing left to do, perform on stage and see what happened.

A lot of the other men were nervous about their performance on the stage, knowing who they were dancing for, but that was actually something that Jarad wasn't worried about, not in the slightest. Sure, he wasn't the tallest, most muscular, or even the best looking, but none of those things were really the most important when it came to their profession of choice. The most important thing when it came to being a male exotic dancer was shock value, and it was for that reason that he let his hair grow to the length it was.

When his name was called to take the stage, Jarad strode out with a confidence. He had a broad smile on his face as he let his dark brown gaze cast back and forth across the crowd that he knew was there but couldn't see through the bright lights shining on the stage. He took to the pole like many of the others before him had, but he had an extra trick that none of them did, the "Human Flag".

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Jarad ended his routine with his signature move, holding it for almost as long as he could, showing his stamina to the women that he couldn't see. He let his face waver a bit, bouncing from a poised look of concentration and a bright, white, and wide smile. When he finally lowered himself from the pose, he pulled his legs close, wrapped a leg around the pole and spun slowly down, landing on his knees with his head bowed. He then flipped his head and hair back and up, pulling a cheer from the crowd before he finally rose to his feet, took his bow, and left the stage.
 
Selene had in fact out done herself Nadia thought. He was perfect. Perhaps st long last she truly had found her forever purchase. Smiling with a nod to Selene and placing her money o the tray held out to her by a half naked but far too clean shaven Adonis in his own right. Taking her drink from the tray she also told him.

Tell Selene I will see my purchase in the private down room now.

He nodded and after escorting her to the lavish private room be took the money and request to Selene. She smiled and walked back.

Jarad... You did well...private showroom two... Now... The buyer wants... Closer inspection.
 
Jarad had just finished toweling himself off and getting a drink of water when a messenger approached him and told him that he had been bought and that the purchaser wanted a closer inspection. He nodded and confirmed the location for the meeting and started getting ready for the meeting. he put on a form-fitting button-down shirt, tight black pants, and finished it off with a bit of cologne.

Once he was as satisfied with his appearance as he was going to get, Jarad took a slow and deep breath before finally turning from the mirror and leaving the room. He walked with a slow and confident stride, greeting each person he passed with a smile. Despite his friendly nature, though, he never paused in his stride, knowing that he was already spoken for. When he reached the closed door of private showroom two he took another steadying breath before reaching for the door handle. He found himself genuinely surprised when he saw his hand shaking in the process though. For all of the women he'd performed in front of, performed for privately, and been with personally, this was the first time he'd ever actually been nervous. With one more long and slow breath he forced himself to turn the knob and enter the room.

The woman that he saw waiting for him brought a smile to his face. He bowed his head before her, offering up a showing of respect before he closed the door behind him and moved to stand before her.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Ma'am. My name is Jarad."

Jarad wasn't sure what all this woman expected of him, even in this first meeting. The best he could think of at the time was to simply stand there and see if she invited him to sit or drink with her.
 
Selene has definitely outdone herself. All those lights however were so annoying so now I want to vet a better look at my clearly... Forever purchase.

She stands walking over to him.

I am Nadia...you are mine Jarad and I want to see...

She leaned up close to his ear as her hand moved to caress his manhood through his jeans. Wanting to see how big he was or could be as she finished speaking...

Everything that is mine... Now.

She licked his earlobe and moved to her chair.

Your choice music to strip to in a complete removal private dance or simply strip out of those close or I will take you out of them.

She was a very sensual Domme needing the perfect pet to make her happy.
 
Jarad stood strong as Nadia rose to her feet before him. "Those lights were nothing if not bright." He said with a smile as she approached him. Though he knew that he had been sold to Nadia, he was still not expecting her to be so forward as to go straight for manhood, which had been soft at first, but quickly responded to her advances. He gasped at her grope and was about to turn his head to follow her movements around him, but the sudden feel of her tongue on his ear sent shivers down his spine that made his entire body quake. By the time she finally let go and moved away from him, he was already fully hard and throbbing, aching for the touch that had quickly aroused him so.

"Well Nadia..." Jarad started as he stepped towards the chair she was sitting in. "I mean Miss Nadia..." He followed quickly. "As much as I enjoy the thought of you taking me out of my clothes..." He moved to stand before her. "I think that can wait for another time."

Jarad stepped forward with one foot, moving it without hesitation between her legs as he moved his hands to undo the top button of his shirt. He rolled his hips in slow circles as he lowered himself slowly, unbuttoning the rest of the buttons on his shirt one at a time. When the last one was undone he lifted up quickly and kicked his head and hair back as he shrugged the shirt from his shoulders. With that garment gone, he leaned forward and over her, so far that his bare chest was almost touching her face. He then rolled his way down until he was face to face with her. He leaned forward, as if to kiss her, but just before their lips were about to touch he pulled back up and away. He backed up just long enough to turn his back to her, straddle her legs and grind his ass against her stomach. Even as he did that though, his hands moved to unsnap the button on his pants and unzip the zipper. He kept grinding his ass against her as he slowly lowered his pants, not bothering to stop when they dropped below his ass and it was just his tight brief-covered ass pressing against her stomach.

Jarad stepped forward and away from her once more, but this time it was to kick off his shoes and pants. When he turned back around he was fully hard in his tight briefs, and the bulge his throbbing member was making was more than evident. He stepped forward once more, straddling her leg once more. This time he let her feel the full of his bulge against her thigh as he pressed his chest against her and slid slowly up her body until he got far enough and felt brazen enough to press a single kiss to her neck before rolling himself down her body once more. He stepped back as his thumbs worked their way into the waistband of his briefs. He pressed both thumbs down to just above the bulge that he knew she was curious about and hesitated, a knowing smile crossing his face as he pulled them back up. He let them snap into place for just a second before he turned around and pulled them down all the way and off. He looked over his shoulder at her, that knowing smile still on his face before he finally turned around, his hands covering his groin.

"This is as much as you get for free Miss Nadia." Jarad said with a cocky tilt of his head. "If you want any more than that, you are going to have to come over here and take it."
 
You can drop the Miss...

Her eyes staring at him as she smirked.

She told Me you might have a little defiance in a she hoped more playful manner. Move your hands to your sides...now.

She sipped her drink and watched him. Compliance would be nice but there was a riding crop resting along the leg of the chair blending in well.
 
"Of course, Ma'am." Jarad said with a smile and a nod of his head. His hands moved away from his achingly hard nine inch member. It was proudly standing at full attention as well as being a full inch and a half thick.

"I admit that I was nervous when I came in here, nervous and unsure of what you would expect of me. First meetings are hard that way. I meant no disrespect, but rather wanted to find a way to both give you wanted and keep you interested in the rest of me as well." Jarad wasn't sure how Nadia was going to react, but knew simply enough that he would try to please her all the same.
 
I am very pleased now my villa here is in the deeper part of the jungle near the waterfall. Collect your things and after a late dinner with will retire there.
 
"Yes Ma'am..." Jarad said as he bent towards his clothes. He found himself unsure then, whether or not he was supposed to get dressed before or after he left. He lifted his head to speak, but clearly reconsidered. He settled for just putting his tight briefs on and picking everything else up. He moved towards the door but turned towards her and bowed his head in respect. "Until then...Nadia." He offered up before opening the door and leaving the room. He closed the door behind him and took a brief moment to slouch against the wall beside it. Never before had he been so mentally exhausted after such a brief and non-sexual meeting.

Jarad went back to his room and spent the majority of his time thinking about Nadia. She was of course a very beautiful woman, and he was very much looking forward to meeting her. He did wonder though if she would be surprised when he showed up with his duffle bag of clothes as well as his saxophone and guitar cases.

When the time was almost upon him, Jarad had a quick but filling dinner and took a quick shower before he grabbed his bag and instrument cases and left his room. He got directions from one of the resort staff members and headed out to the villa that Nadia had directed him to.

Today seemed to be the most unsure day of Jarad's life, because even when he arrived at what was sure to be the correct place, he found himself unsure of whether he should knock or just walk in. He naturally settled for a firm knock as well as calling out to Nadia. "Miss...I mean Nadia, I'm here." He said, praying to god that he was at the right place.
 
The door opened as she stood there in a long satin robe and smiled to him

Jared... Welcome... Home.

Now she made physical contact with him beyond simple touch. Grabbing him by the hair she pulled him in for a passionate firm kiss. Her tongue demanding entrance as it played over his lips.
 
The sight of Nadia opening the door and standing there in nothing but a long satin robe was one that Jarad would never forget. Her first two words were fitting for sure, but he had to cock his head at the third word, or at least try. No sooner was the word out of her mouth than he saw her step forward and reach for him. He felt her hand in his hair, but still didn't expect the sharp tug that pulled him to kiss her. Their lips met in a fiery and passionate kiss that she controlled. He gladly let his instrument cases drop, knowing that no harm would come to them. His duffle bag was on a strap that slid over his head, thus leaving both of his hands free now to wrap around the beautiful woman before him. Her tongue pressed firmly against his lips, clearly demanding entrance, and he was smart enough to give it, opening his mouth. His tongue surged out to meet hers, and the two muscles rolled with and against each other, engaging in a battle all their own.
 
Only after breaking the kiss did she see the guitar and saxophone case and purred.

A musician too... I really must thank Selene...maybe buy her whichever one of the others she wants for a week or two.
 
"Heh, if you like music as well as a good strip tease, then I daresay she sought me out and picked me up just for you, Nadia."Jarad offered up with that same small smile that she would likely get used to. He already found himself getting a bit more comfortable with calling her by just her first name, despite the fact that the power in this place and relationship as a whole was clearly hers to wield as she saw fit.
 
Oh you were chosen just for My tastes and preferences Jarad...

She let him pick up his stuff then led him to a room to stash it. Before leading him to the couch.
 
Jarad couldn't help but smile when he heard that he had in fact been chosen specifically for Nadia. He then gladly followed her lead as she led him to a room where he could stow his instruments and stash his bag. He then found himself wondering what was going to happen next as she led him back to the living room to the couch.

"The next logical question then, Nadia, would be..." Jarad started, that knowing smile on his face once more. "What exactly are your tastes and preferences, and how would you have me serve you?"
 
Tonight I think a massage.. I hate those cramped little hydroplanes you have to take to get here.

She smiled and laid back on the couch pulling him down next to the couch onto the caribou fur rug
 
"As you wish." Jarad said softly as he let Nadia pull him down to his knees beside the couch. His strong hands moved to the base of the long linen robe. He lifted it just above her knee at first and start on her calf first. He angled his body as best he could to let him get one hand on either side of her leg. He'd been on the same kind of plane that she'd been on, and knew what muscles would be cramped and tight, and he specifically targeted those muscles, using pressure from both his fingers and his thumb, he worked dutifully on her calf before continuing down to her foot.

Jarad found himself at a brief loss of what to do about Nadia's other leg, but a smile came to his face as he figured out a way to get the job done that she'd asked. "If I may?"He asked softly, as his hands moved to gently cradle her foot. He lifted her foot up and moved one of his hands to her knee, bending her leg so that her foot was resting on the bottom of her other thigh, just above the knee. He then moved his hands to cradle the other foot. With all the care in the world, he lifted it just as high as necessary to move it within reach for him to repeat his ministrations on her other leg.
 
Her eyes closed as a soft sigh slithered past her lips.

So where were you from before here?
 
Nadia's question came as Jarad was finishing up with her second leg. "West coast, Los Angeles, but that's probably not much of a surprise." He said with a laugh as he let his hands simply trail along her smooth skin as he talked. "It takes a bit of time for men to find a job in this business, but unsurprisingly the best places to work are New York, California, and Las Vegas. Anything else just ends up being a small time gig that goes nowhere."

"Would you like me to do your thighs Ma'am, or would you rather roll over and let me do your back?" As he voiced his question, Jarad continued to simply let his hands glide over her smooth skin, enjoying the feel of it beneath his fingers.
 
Thighs will be fine yes.

She smiled listening to him.
 
"As you wish..." Jarad rep;lied seductively as he moved to part her robe further, leaving the entire lower half of her body bare to his view and ministrations. He then rose up to a high kneeling position as he lowered his hands to just above her knee and started to gently rub and massage one of her thighs. He took his time in that position, working his hands slowly up to the top of her thigh before shifting to have one hand on either side of her thigh, four fingers dipping seductively between her thighs before he started to massage his way down towards her knee once more. The position wasn't the greatest for a massage, especially on the couch, but he did the best he could for her while avidly working to pull more sighs of content from her.
 
She shifted a little and moved to slip from the robe with a smile. She wanted nothing more than to grab that beautiful long hair and guide his lips between her legs and grind against his tongue but his massage felt car too good to disturb it with such wanton desires.
 
Though it was impossible for Jarad to not notice when Nadia shifted her way out of her robe, leaving the entirety of her beautiful body naked before him, he dutifully stuck to the task that she'd given him. He did however dare to move from his place on his knees beside the couch. He moved as carefully as he could onto the couch, kneeling between her legs to give himself access to her other thigh.

To say that it was difficult for Jarad to keep his mind and hands focused on the task at hand was an understatement, and though he did the best he could, it was impossible for him to not let an occasional finger or brush of his hand wander between her thighs.
 
She smiled.

A little shy with Me... Why?

She purred moving a hand and keeping an errant finger where it brushed against her.
 
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