Rape in an Adult Toy Store (PM)
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ooc: I think I remember this thread...hmm. Tempted.
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Kai sat at the end of a long row of empty bar stools focused solely on her half consumed drink. Too much perhaps she though to herself. Her dark brown mousey hair covered her pale green eyes, she was dressed down that night. She had no intention of picking anyone up merely examining and analyzing the views of barely clad people and how they conducted themselves in the dank atmosphere of the "bar". She wasn’t quite sure what type of place it was, the whips and other BSDM paraphernalia hinted but she had yet to see that much action occur. Just as she was positioning herself to exit the door opened and the cold sound of the nightlife crept inside the grey quiet room. At first all Kai noticed was the shoes this women wore, tight on her feet and glistening black. The shoes for some reason made her look at her own worn away sneakers. Then as she scanned up the legs the women’s gentle voice reached out as though a prayer was being sounded from her lips. Kai couldn’t make out what she was asking all too fascinated with her demure calmness after walking into such an establishment. Quickly her notebook opened and she began to eye the figure before her sketching it and making notes for further research. It was at that moment Kai realized that she had spent the last 4 weeks doing the same thing at local bars searching for a killer, a stalker anyone of interest and finally the one person to catch her eye was just a pretty face. Almost embarrassed she closed her book and stepped away from the bar hoping to exit without this women noticing. The harsh cackle from the bartender made her freeze and look up. The women’s face was no longer gentle but filled with fear, and soon so was her own.
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Amanda looked across the room at the woman at the bar. Amanda's fingers gently travelled down her long black hair, decorating her slightly pale naked shoulders on her black halter-like dress. Amanda sipped her absynthe and looked at her. The woman stood out in her nondescriptness. Just as Amanda and her ilk would stand out in their somewhat formal but black outfits, so did the woman at the bar, especially in her sneakers. Amanda had seen the mousey-haired woman before, and wasn't entirely sure what she found attractive to her. Just that she was. Amanda found it amusing, dressed as she was, that she could slip almost invisible behind her... mouse. Amanda's black dress was slit just to above her hips. Tonight, she wore no stockings, merely her black sharp-heeled stilettos. Of course, the woman at the bar was looking elsewhere, such as the absurdly dressed / underdressed men, in their leather outfits, with far too much cellulose hanging out. Amanda yawned -- it was what you hid, not what you showed, that was important. She passed by the collared men, behaving as if they were at some business trip, and their women, in tight vinyl corsets, advertising their surgeon's plastic surgery business.
But Amanda admitted to herself that she was one of them. She did wear a garter belt, hooked onto it a most beautiful crystal daggar. She found it at the home of her last dear sweet lover, who certainly would not be needing it anymore. Amanda took it out and gave it a farewell kiss, ending as a lick across its sharpened surface. She placed it under her garter and proceeded towards the woman at the bar.
Ah, but the mouse was leaving. Amanda quickly put on her black coat and left through the door. She waited, and, yes, the woman from the bar opened the door and almost ran into her. Amanda said a few gentle words, allowed to woman to drink in her beauty, then disappeared, keeping an eye on her prey. The woman begain sketching. Sketching whom? Well, of course. Me.
"Don't close your book", Amanda said, her breath behind the young lady. "Please. Let me see it. My. I've heard of men trying to pick up women by drawing sketches of them. I wonder what your intentions are," she joked. "I must say I'm flattered. You draw her more beautifully than I am. As beautifully as you are," she smiled.
"Well!" Amanda beamed, "If you are my artist, I must be your patron. Frederick, my usual and 'something special' for my young artist." The bartender grinned in an odd way, and produced two drinks. Swiftly sipping her own, Amanda asked, "So tell me. Why the sketches? Are you really trying to pick me up?"
Amanda hoped she would learn more about the woman's intentions, but if the drink soon blacked her out, that would be good, too.
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But Amanda admitted to herself that she was one of them. She did wear a garter belt, hooked onto it a most beautiful crystal daggar. She found it at the home of her last dear sweet lover, who certainly would not be needing it anymore. Amanda took it out and gave it a farewell kiss, ending as a lick across its sharpened surface. She placed it under her garter and proceeded towards the woman at the bar.
Ah, but the mouse was leaving. Amanda quickly put on her black coat and left through the door. She waited, and, yes, the woman from the bar opened the door and almost ran into her. Amanda said a few gentle words, allowed to woman to drink in her beauty, then disappeared, keeping an eye on her prey. The woman begain sketching. Sketching whom? Well, of course. Me.
"Don't close your book", Amanda said, her breath behind the young lady. "Please. Let me see it. My. I've heard of men trying to pick up women by drawing sketches of them. I wonder what your intentions are," she joked. "I must say I'm flattered. You draw her more beautifully than I am. As beautifully as you are," she smiled.
"Well!" Amanda beamed, "If you are my artist, I must be your patron. Frederick, my usual and 'something special' for my young artist." The bartender grinned in an odd way, and produced two drinks. Swiftly sipping her own, Amanda asked, "So tell me. Why the sketches? Are you really trying to pick me up?"
Amanda hoped she would learn more about the woman's intentions, but if the drink soon blacked her out, that would be good, too.
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Kai looked up into the face of the women hovering above her. She payed little attention to the words coming out of her mouth and instead simply focused on the shapes her mouth made as she spoke. Just from watching her Kai could tell this women was aggressive and acting so towards Kai. There was no real escape from the situation at hand, she merely smiled and looked down to her notebook, The women had ordered her a drink but Kai had little intentions of drinking much more than she had already.
The single thought flooded her... Why was a women like her talking to Meek little Kai..
Kai glanced over her shoulder at the other men and women in the bar. Plenty of pretty faces and leather clad attitudes to match their outfits. Again Kai evaluated herself. Her bleak outfit seemed so out of place. Her graying black tee shirt and fitted jeans seemed almost sarcastic in the bar. She was covered in charcoal from sketching and had a small smudge on her left cheek where she had itched herself before readying herself to leave. Yet here this women, this Goddess stood before her inquisitive of her. All of this was almost too shocking to Kai. She soon realized the women was gesturing for her to drink, inhibition be damned Kai raised her glass and stared once again at this women’s lips now crystallized through the glass .
“Too the New ", kai muttered with a smile. She then began to drink the first of several drinks. Spending time listening to the voice of this goddess, while she sat before her and sketched.
Finally after the third drink Kai began to talk. Kai's voice was just as meek and underdressed as she was. "im not hitting on you" she said. "im trying to profile you, I'm", she paused to see if her lady friend was at all interested. “I am a student, criminology". .... Kai then went on in length explaining how there had been a recent death locally, and supposedly the male in question spent time at this bar, Kai thought she would practice profiling and sketching by seeking out possible victims and criminals. "you, you look like a victim to me" kai said daintily as though it were a compliment. Little did she know the victim was to be herself.
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The single thought flooded her... Why was a women like her talking to Meek little Kai..
Kai glanced over her shoulder at the other men and women in the bar. Plenty of pretty faces and leather clad attitudes to match their outfits. Again Kai evaluated herself. Her bleak outfit seemed so out of place. Her graying black tee shirt and fitted jeans seemed almost sarcastic in the bar. She was covered in charcoal from sketching and had a small smudge on her left cheek where she had itched herself before readying herself to leave. Yet here this women, this Goddess stood before her inquisitive of her. All of this was almost too shocking to Kai. She soon realized the women was gesturing for her to drink, inhibition be damned Kai raised her glass and stared once again at this women’s lips now crystallized through the glass .
“Too the New ", kai muttered with a smile. She then began to drink the first of several drinks. Spending time listening to the voice of this goddess, while she sat before her and sketched.
Finally after the third drink Kai began to talk. Kai's voice was just as meek and underdressed as she was. "im not hitting on you" she said. "im trying to profile you, I'm", she paused to see if her lady friend was at all interested. “I am a student, criminology". .... Kai then went on in length explaining how there had been a recent death locally, and supposedly the male in question spent time at this bar, Kai thought she would practice profiling and sketching by seeking out possible victims and criminals. "you, you look like a victim to me" kai said daintily as though it were a compliment. Little did she know the victim was to be herself.
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“Too the New ", Kai muttered with a smile.
"To the new", Amanda replied. She raised her glass, and took a drink. She hoped to encourage Kai to do this as well. She smiled to herself, and simply watched the young woman sketch.
A patient three drinks later, Kai finally said, "I'm not hitting on you... I'm profiling you..." Amanda exaggerated a pout, as she listened to what Kai knew about the stalker. Then she said, "You look like a victim to me."
Amanda looked down upon Kai's sketchbook. "Then I'm a beautiful victim. I love how you draw me. I'm not that attractive," Amanda blushed. She touched Kai's cheek, where the smudge was. She slowly rubbed the charcoal away, onto her fingers. Then she picked up a napkin and pressed it to her lips, wetting it. She stroked Amanda's face with the napkin, and slowly drew it down to her lips. "You're so beautiful, do you know that? All the more pity." Amanda wasn't sure if Kai heard, slumped unconscious over her sketchbook.
EDIT: I'll add more to the post, or feel free to write...
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"To the new", Amanda replied. She raised her glass, and took a drink. She hoped to encourage Kai to do this as well. She smiled to herself, and simply watched the young woman sketch.
A patient three drinks later, Kai finally said, "I'm not hitting on you... I'm profiling you..." Amanda exaggerated a pout, as she listened to what Kai knew about the stalker. Then she said, "You look like a victim to me."
Amanda looked down upon Kai's sketchbook. "Then I'm a beautiful victim. I love how you draw me. I'm not that attractive," Amanda blushed. She touched Kai's cheek, where the smudge was. She slowly rubbed the charcoal away, onto her fingers. Then she picked up a napkin and pressed it to her lips, wetting it. She stroked Amanda's face with the napkin, and slowly drew it down to her lips. "You're so beautiful, do you know that? All the more pity." Amanda wasn't sure if Kai heard, slumped unconscious over her sketchbook.
EDIT: I'll add more to the post, or feel free to write...
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Hi....i hope Scribe will popst my profile...i dont have it now...lol...
Rin was in the abandoned orphanage, reading the patially burned files. She was a bit on the tipsy side, and had a half glass left of whiskey. She had been sitting here for six hours now, staring at the same paper....Thats what she did when she was drunk...she couldnt feel, she zoned into space, and she seemed to always do something clumsy.She stifled a yawn and then took a bite out of the paper. She was gone to the world. THere was a knock on the door, which jotlted her up. She answered the door. There was a beautiful women there with a skin-tight outfit. Rin just glared at her."W....W...Whadya wanter?" She hobbled to the stairs and turned around. She gave her a quizzical expression that looked like, Will ya answer my question, lady, or not?! She kept on staring at her, then took another swig of whisky. Another thing about drunk Rin, was, when she WAS drunk, she was rude, and didnt care what preople do or say. She kept staring, then after a few moments, took another bite out of the paper. She offered the lady some. "Ya wanter some Beef Turkish?" She swallowed and then took another swig of whiskey.
Rin was in the abandoned orphanage, reading the patially burned files. She was a bit on the tipsy side, and had a half glass left of whiskey. She had been sitting here for six hours now, staring at the same paper....Thats what she did when she was drunk...she couldnt feel, she zoned into space, and she seemed to always do something clumsy.She stifled a yawn and then took a bite out of the paper. She was gone to the world. THere was a knock on the door, which jotlted her up. She answered the door. There was a beautiful women there with a skin-tight outfit. Rin just glared at her."W....W...Whadya wanter?" She hobbled to the stairs and turned around. She gave her a quizzical expression that looked like, Will ya answer my question, lady, or not?! She kept on staring at her, then took another swig of whisky. Another thing about drunk Rin, was, when she WAS drunk, she was rude, and didnt care what preople do or say. She kept staring, then after a few moments, took another bite out of the paper. She offered the lady some. "Ya wanter some Beef Turkish?" She swallowed and then took another swig of whiskey.
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Amanda was utterly delighted. A wonderful performance with two women tonight! It was so easy to follow and capture the delightful Rin, and Kai just fell into her hands. The two ladies were blindfolded and kneeling on the stage floor, their hands tied in front of them in handcuffs. Their ankles were bound as well. Not impossible to move, just difficult to escape. Amanda had found Rin already broken, and did her best to satisfy Rin's need to escape into a bottle. Kai was just waking up, still clad in her simple t-shirt and jeans.
"Kai... Kai..." Amanda whispered. "It's time to wake up. It's time for a performance, and you and my lovely Rin are the show." Amanda took a strand of Rin's long black hair between her fingers, and tickled it just above Kai's upper lip. "This is your friend, Rin. You know the man who killed that woman who was missing? Well, she's not missing anymore, and the man who "killed" her isn't a man. I think, however, someone will die tonight. I believe a competition is in order, and whoever leasts satisfy me will find herself... well, let me not go into details." Amanda unhooked her crystal knife from her garter belt and stroked it firmly against Kai's cheek. "Feel that? Doesn't its sharp blade feel nice upon the skin? Perhaps if you are a good girl, it will draw blood. And if you are bad, it will draw more. But I am a poor host."
Turning to Rin, she continued, "We have a crowd to please. We are being filmed. We must satisfy them. And we can only satisfy them by satisfying ourselves." Amanda held firmly the girls by the hair on the back of their head. She pressed them closer, forcing their lips together. Amanda joined them, nibbling their mouths and flicking her tongue.
"Now, that wasn't so bad, was it? Here. Since you've touched Rin, she should touch you. Let me assist." Amanda held Rin's handcuffed hands and lifted them to Kai's face. Amanda kissed her hands and her cheek, then brough Rin's hands down Kai's neck, to her chest, and to her breasts. "Please continue, Rin. Kai, you may touch her. I insist."
EDIT: Rin and Kai are clothed. So much more fun to strip someone naked, don't you think?
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"Kai... Kai..." Amanda whispered. "It's time to wake up. It's time for a performance, and you and my lovely Rin are the show." Amanda took a strand of Rin's long black hair between her fingers, and tickled it just above Kai's upper lip. "This is your friend, Rin. You know the man who killed that woman who was missing? Well, she's not missing anymore, and the man who "killed" her isn't a man. I think, however, someone will die tonight. I believe a competition is in order, and whoever leasts satisfy me will find herself... well, let me not go into details." Amanda unhooked her crystal knife from her garter belt and stroked it firmly against Kai's cheek. "Feel that? Doesn't its sharp blade feel nice upon the skin? Perhaps if you are a good girl, it will draw blood. And if you are bad, it will draw more. But I am a poor host."
Turning to Rin, she continued, "We have a crowd to please. We are being filmed. We must satisfy them. And we can only satisfy them by satisfying ourselves." Amanda held firmly the girls by the hair on the back of their head. She pressed them closer, forcing their lips together. Amanda joined them, nibbling their mouths and flicking her tongue.
"Now, that wasn't so bad, was it? Here. Since you've touched Rin, she should touch you. Let me assist." Amanda held Rin's handcuffed hands and lifted them to Kai's face. Amanda kissed her hands and her cheek, then brough Rin's hands down Kai's neck, to her chest, and to her breasts. "Please continue, Rin. Kai, you may touch her. I insist."
EDIT: Rin and Kai are clothed. So much more fun to strip someone naked, don't you think?
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Rin was shocked. She yanked her hands awaymand teried to struggle out. She managed to get out of the ropes and got up. She didnt know where she was going because of the blindfold, but she ran to the left.SHe didnt cre. She didnt want to die here, acting like a lesbian.
OOC: Are we naked? O.O
OOC: Are we naked? O.O
