Neon Lights

[Lustyoo]

This thread will consist of me and a bunch of guys who have yet to be established. Other female players will only be welcome when we have enough male players so that I feel the plot can still go on and expand. I will post a message when female players are welcome till then sorry girls only guys are and myself are welcome.


The plot for this thread is of a Las Vegas stripper who gets attacked, abused, and used by a large number of guys who either watch the show or are obsesse with her or....well use your imagination. All types of males characters are welcome, e.g family members, stalkers, boy next door.
Oh and in case it's not obvious I'm looking for a gang rape or abuse scenes here.

My Character: Chenille
Age:20
Looks: Curly blonde hair, large doe brown eyes, large breasts, tall and tanned.


Chenille sat infront of the mirror surrounded by blazing light globes wiping off the glittering make up from her latest show. Behind her the refelction showed women in various stages of dressing, some wearing their everyday clothes, some wearing glittering g-strings and studded bra's, other wore full costume, a few wore nothing at all. This had been her life for a year now ever since she had run away from home. Standing up Chenille undid the white cotton bikini top and pelled it off, her skin was pebbled with little jewels. Peeling jewel after jewel off of her tired body Chenille viewed herself in the mirror. Her breasts despite their large size hung fulll and pert, her nipples where a nice size and pink in colour. Her stomach lay flat, marred by the glittering silver of a jeweled belly button stud, an insistance from her boss. Her hips where govered in a minute white g string that was sudded with more jewels this time in the shape of a flower. As she peeled the last jewel from her breast Chenille turned and gathere her jeans and top that she wore when she wasn't parading on stage. Apart from stripping she led a pretty average life just like most of the girls. Although since running away her life had been slightly off balance. Now dressed in her tight jeans and black tank top Chenille moved off, kissing her friends goodbye as she went.
"See you all tomorrow night." She hollered as she made her way through the exit.

 

[ariosto]

He was standing by the black Jaguar waiting for her.
Tall and slender, wide shoulders, well dressed, dark, maybe hispanic.

He smiled when she came through the door, like he'd known her for a long time.
Chenille smiled back...
Stupid thing to do. She averted his eyes...walked away.

"I caught your act....beautiful chiquita."
Hispanic...yes. Low voice...smooth, very smooth. She kept walking.

"Chenille!"
She turned...he was still by his car, still smiling.
"You ever do private parties?"
She was about to flip him a finger...until she saw the roll of bills he was thumbing.
She stopped, took a step towards him.
"Maybe...how much.... what kind of party?"

He laughed, and fanned a dozen, one hundred dollar bills in front of her.
"Hows this for starters...maybe a lot more."
Oh Yes!...she was interested.
"What kind of party?" she asked again.
He walked up to her and held out the bills.
"More of what you just did in there...for me and a few friends."
He smiled again...big beautiful white teeth.

"A kind of bachelor party."


OOC... Ramon Santiago is an operator on the dark underside of the City. He is among other things, an arranger of 'entertainments.'
He is darkly hamdsome, tall athletic build...eyes as black as night.

 

[Lustyoo]

Chenille

OOC: All those males who pm'd me about wanting to join it's not necessary just join. I'm feeling a little lazy so I won't answer the pm's right away however if after a bit your not playing I'll pm you to let you knwo that your able. If this makes sense to people.

IC:
Chenille eyed the stack of money the man waved around with envy. She never did private parties and had never been tempted but this guy was all about serious money. He didn't look too dangerous and he seemed presentable. She could always ask to bring along Toby one of the club's bodyguards as protection.
Appearing calm and incontrol inspite of the turmoil filling her mind, Chenille stepped forward and stated.
"I'd need more than that and I'd have to bring along the club bodyguard."

 

[ariosto]

Ramon peeled off three more hundreds.
"That's all you get upfront baby."

She looked at him, at the 15 'c' notes in his hand.
"What about the bodyguard?"

He smiled,
"Sure, no problem. Bring him along, there'll be some dough in it for him too."

He knew Toby very well, the guy was a cokehead and into Ramon for 3 G's. He would be no problem at all.

"OK Chenille, make up your mind...my party's waitin'"

 

[Lustyoo]

Chenille

Weighing the pros and cons in her mind, Chenille decided that tonight's money would help her with the rent and food. SHe had already spent what little money she had taken with her when she left home.

Thinking quickly Chenille stepped foreward and offered the man her right hand.
"You've got yourself a deal."

OOC: Sorry's it' so short but it's late and I'm tired promise to write more later.

 

[ariosto]

"Naw...keep it."
Ramon refused the offered pipe and Toby sank back down in the rear seat of the Jag lost in his smoke.
"Hope your not counting on him for a lot of help babe."
He gestured over his shoulder at the cold stoned bodyguard.

Chenille ignored him.
"Where the hell are we goin anyway!?"

Vegas was only a glow in the rear view mirror now and overhead the desert night was full of a million stars.
"Like I said, my party don't like the bright lights. It gives 'em headaches."

She was getting nervous. The farther away they got from the City the more aprehensive she was becoming...
"Look, I think I changed my mind. Take me..."

"We're here."
The black Jag suddenly rolled off the asphalt and onto a suncracked parking lot. A low building lay at the back and hanging over it at a precarious angle a long dead sign proclaimed that this was the
'Desert Star Motel' Cable TV in every room!

"Hey! What the fuck is this Ramon? What kinda..."
She stopped and her mouth went dry. She was looking down the barrel of a .357 magnum.
"Shut up and get out baby, we gotta date in room 9."

 

[Lustyoo]

Chenille

OOC: MALES NEEDED!!!!!
The role of Toby is open and any other character needs to be introduced.

IC:
Heart pounding, Chenille looked wildly around her for signs of help,
"Toby..." she hissed "Toby...." her only response was a fainst mumble. Bastard, she thought. Glancing around she saw that the area she had been taken to was dead, no signs of life where evident, apart from the dim lights in the front desk.
I've got to get there somehow she thought widly. The gun staring in her face made her shudder and she reached for the car handle behind her. The door clicked and swung open.
Chenille manouvered her body out of the car, keeping a eye on the weapon. Facing the man over the car, Chenille cursed her stupidity and Toby.
"You won't get away with this." she said defiantly, but she knew she was bluffing no one cared in Las Vegas, at least not if you didn't have the money to buy it. Nobody would miss a stripper in one of the numerous clubs.

 

[ariosto]

A last desperate look at Toby who was collapsed in the back seat snoring and Chenille decided she'd better co-operate.
Ramon motioned her towards the dark silent building. Everything was deathly quiet...no traffic...no wind...they must be thirty miles out in the desert. A plane passed noislessly overhead, it's lights blinking, the only sign of life other than the hard nose of the pistol in her back.

"Put it away Damnit! I'm not going anywhere!"
She turned around and spat at him.

The force of his blow staggered her. She nearly fell.
"Shut up puta bitch. Just keep walking."

This was no joke. This was something she might not walk away from....oh goddam...goddam.

Room Nine was open.
It smelled of spilled beer, cigarette butts and musty linen.
He pushed her inside and she staggered over to the bed.
It creaked loudlyas she sat on it.

Santiago kept the gun in his hand and checked the windows to make sure the blinds were shut tight, then he turned on a dim table lamp.
She was surprised there was electricity in the place, and even more surprised to see the room was relatively clean.

"Yeah we straightened it up for you puta. We didn't want to fuck you in a shithole." He laughed and sat down in a chair across from her, taking a bottle out of his jacket.
"Wanna drink baby? It'll make it easier for you..."

 

[Guest]

Roger, the kid

"Damn, they need to make them toilets warm. I bet I could get rich if I invented an automatic toilet seat warmer." I begin to button my pants as I re-enter the hotel room from the crappy bathroom. That's when I see her. "Hello! And who might you be?" She ignores me as I circle around the bed to get a better look. She just sits there and stares over at Ramon and the 357 he's got in his belt. "Hey Ramo. Who's the girl?"

"That's Chenille" Ramon Responds.

"Chenille! Damn man. Good choice. The others went out for food and beer. Should be back soon. Pour me one of them. Me and Chenille are gonna get to know each other." I slide in next to Chenille and wrap an arm around her shoulders and pull her close. "Oh baby, we're gonna have fuuuuun!"

OOC: Roger is young, eighteen, fresh out of high school. Raised in an upper middle class family on the outskirts of Phoenix, Arizona. He's supposed to be attending UNLV but has dropped out. He's still getting money from his parents who don't know he's dropped out. He THINKS he's a player and all that, but is generally a goof ball and considered a bit of a clown.
Roger is six foot tall. Brown hair cut very short. Brown eyes, not real remarkable looking but not ugly either.

 

[Lustyoo]

Chenille

My stomach heaves as the new man from the bathroom pushes himself onto me, pushing him away I get up and snatch the drink from Ramon's hand.
Damn, I thought, should have tried to get away earlier. Downing the drink I pull the can down and try to read what I just drank. Beer...I grimace in distaste an idea coming to mind. I turn to face both Ramon and the guy on the bed, his face indignant from my rejection.
"Let's be adults about this boys, you've paid me, I'm a stripper I obviously love sex or I wouldn't be doing this kind of work right???" Not waiting for them to answer I move towards Ramon and lightly push him to sit on the bed next to the new guy. Walking backwards slowly I place the can on the floor near a wall and stand in the middle of the cramped area.
"So let's get this party started with a performance." That said I begin to move and undulate just as if I was in the club performing for a crowd of people.

 

[ariosto]

Ramon stood up and faced the girl. He put the barrel of the gun between her eyes.

"You gonna dance are you...you like these boys I fix you up with?"
He nodded towards Roger,
"You do what I tell you...you do what they want and maybe I won't use this. You try anything funny...you go for that door. And you die.
Got it?"

She nodded, some of her confidence draining away.
"Ok,"
Ramon slipped the gun back in his pocket and grinned.
"Let's see what you got bitch...a little preview huh?"
Santiago walked over to the bureau and pulled open a drawer taking out aportable radio.
Flipping through the stations he finally found one with some music Chenille could strip too.
"Oh yeah, one other thing..."
From the drawer he pulled out a small video camera
and set it up facing her.
"The boys wanta tape...you know...a souvenir."
He walked to the door, locked it and leaned against it.
"Now baby...you dance."

 

[Guest]

Roger, The Kid

The girl got up and actually offered to dance. This was gonna be easier than I thought. She was gonna strip for us. Ramon put the gun to her head and told her to be careful or get dead. "Yeah Ramon, you tell that little whore!" I yelled.

While the girl got ready, Ramon pulled out a portable radio and found a station. I readjusted myself on the bed, laying down and getting comfortable but where I could still see the little whore. I leaned back against the headboard, interlocked my fingers behind my head and waited for the show to begin. That's when Ramon pulled out the video camera.

"This is gonna be great Ramon. She's a hot little thing." I start clapping and pull a ten out of my pocket. "Hey baby, when you get down to your bikini, I'll stick this in it." I yell. I wave the ten dollar bill around enticing the little whore to dance.

OOC: Are we the only one's getting in on this. : )