Sinners Corner

[lost_pirate]

She looked a bit disappointed as Devon asked her to go. He wasnt tired, but he didnt want her anymore. Was she that bad? But suddenly, Devon splarng back at her, and kissed her forcefully. She returned his kiss just as passionately, her hand sliding down his chest finding his cock again and stroking it as she kissed him

 

[DarkestDesires]

Devon moaned loudly at her hand on his cock, even though he has just cum he felt it grow hard instantly at his touch. He returned her kiss with unbridled passion, his hand moving between them to rub against her clit.

"Destiny and Angel will be angry with me for this," he said softly. "But, right now, I don't care. It is better to ask for forgiveness later than permission."

 

[lost_pirate]

Amara let out a soft moan as he rubbed her clit again. She agreed with him and gave him a smile. She continued to rub his cock, a little harder now that he was beginning to rub her clit. As he grew hard again, she said "Take me now. I need you inside me"

 

[DarkestDesires]

Devon growled softly as he pushed Amara down on the couch. Spreading her legs with his knees he moved between them rubbing his cock against her pussy lips. Unable to take the teasing he was giving himself as well as her, he plunged deep inside her, her pussy tight against his hard cock. With unbridled fervor he thrust against her hard, his cock burying deep inside her. As he thrust into her, he took her clit between his fingers, rubbing gently.

 

[lost_pirate]

As Devon pushed her back, and after spreading her legs wide placed his cokc against her pussy, she could help but twicth a little. He was teasing her a bit. But clearly he himself couldnt take it much longer as he thrust into her. She gasped a little at the sudden entry into her tight pussy. As he kept thrusting into her and rubbing her clit, she let out a few soft moans.

As he kept thrusting, she could sense an orgasm building up for her. She started to rub her nipple with one hand.

 

[DarkestDesires]

Devon could feel her orgasm begin to build in her as her pussy muscles began to clench against his hard cock. Had he not been conditioned by Destiny and Angel to hold his erection for as long they needed it, he would have come hard inside her, the sensations she was sending through his cock was making him groan in frustration.

Leaning over, he moved her hand away from her breast and took her erect nipple is his mouth, sucking on it gently. His hand continued to rub against her clit as he positioned himself so that the head of his cock brushed against her g-spot deep inside her.

Thrusting hard against her, he brought her to the edge and continued to pump into her as she orgasmed against him.

 

[lost_pirate]

Devon pumped her hard and she could hold her body back no more. She came and she stretched out, her back in an arch as the orgasm washed over her.

 

[prissy_kytten]

My hand flashes out and I take a fist full of her coal black hair as a leash. I pull her hair tightly to me twisting her lower. I see a flash of pain over her face as I force her down.

MY eyes go wide as his hand quickly flashes out grabbing a hand full of my long black hair, pain is clearly written on my face as he uses the fist full of hair to pull my lower, more towards him.

"Whatever makes you think you were ever in charge Mistress?"

I blink back the tears in my eyes, as I focus on the pain the sensation of a man willing to break the rules, willing to step out side of the lines, it had been so long since a man had even thought let alone acted on an urge with me, my whole body was coming alive humming with excitement.

"Do you honestly think I wold ever let someone else be in a position to decide what was going to be done to me? I ought to beat you senseless just for having the thought. I would bet that you'd love to be slapped around a bit before being ravaged. Wouldn't you?"

I run my tounge over my suddenly dry lips, weighing the possibilities, the ideas, should I show defiance or should I submit? Oh the posibilities only right now i had to answer him.

"Um for a moment I had thought you might......but then" I smile biting my lower lips looking up at him from below my thick lashes.
"I looked into your eyes, I knew noone man or woman would ever be your master pet, but I, I could be your equal!" this was said as a statement, a fact simple and true, if he so choose he could beat me and I would like it, but um the other possibilities.

"Beat me and find out, or don't either way i well get what I set out to have....YOU. It matters not to me how i achieve my goal."

 

[Cubby]

I run my tongue over my suddenly dry lips,

I regarded Angel as she knelt before me, her leash still held tightly in my hand. The hungry look passing over her face as she wet her lips with her soft tongue. Clearly she had received my message. We were one in the same Angel and I. Though I could tell her need was far greater than my own. Perhaps greater is not the right word. Examining her there before me I reconsidered. Unbridled was more the term that applied. I had learned restraint over the years. More as a matter of self preservation. Angel on the other hand, had found a release for her desires. This place. Within these walls she commanded and no one asked questions. They merely obeyed. Sheep to the slaughter.

"I looked into your eyes, I knew noone man or woman would ever be your master pet, but I, I could be your equal!"

"Hmmm, could you be my equal Angel?" I asked twisting her hair a little tighter. "it seemed to me that you felt you were more than my equal a few minutes ago. Now that the tables are turned you are asking to stand at my side. Interesting turn of events don't you think?"

"Oh my all of this conversation has lessened my erection a bit." I turn and place my crotch in front of her face. Pushing her nearer, "I think you should correct that don't you? Make love to it." I order. Angel just can't seem to take instruction well at all, she looks at my smei erect penis and then into my eyes, stating defiantly. . .

"Beat me and find out, or don't either way i well get what I set out to have....YOU. It matters not to me how i achieve my goal."

" I have no doubt of that Angel. First you have some work to do. I've seen how well you give orders. Now let's try taking a few shall we?" I thrust toward her mouth with my pelvis.

"Make love to it with your lips and tongue as if it were your very own."

 

[prissy_kytten]

"Hmmm, could you be my equal Angel?" I asked twisting her hair a little tighter. "it seemed to me that you felt you were more than my equal a few minutes ago. Now that the tables are turned you are asking to stand at my side. Interesting turn of events don't you think?"

I smile a little enjoying the tug on my hair, the paining transforming into plesasure with every pull.

"Oh my all of this conversation has lessened my erection a bit." I turn and place my crotch in front of her face. Pushing her nearer, "I think you should correct that don't you? Make love to it."

He already had my defiant answer, would he beat me??? Or would he make it so that I begged for him???

" I have no doubt of that Angel. First you have some work to do. I've seen how well you give orders. Now let's try taking a few shall we?"

He says as he trusted his plevis towards my warm moist lips, I think, contemplate, should I do as he orders, should I make love to him with my mouth, would i be a good pet??

"Make love to it with your lips and tongue as if it were your very own."

Thinking the time to parlay has come and past I take one more look into his eyes, then ever so slowly I slide his semi erect cock into my mouth, as i suck him in I swirl my toung over the tip, he tastes great, I can't believe it.

Picking up the pace I suck him from base to tip, over and over, my head twisting slightly as I take him in, causing his grip on my hair to tighten. with the increased pressure I moan his cock deep in the back of my throat, the noise sending vibrations down his shaft. In deed we could be equals, as his cock becomes stift once more.

Feeling around I grab the closest oil to my figure tips, spreading it over him I glide my hand up and down his cock, squeezing and releasing as my hand pumps up and down, then I stick my tounge out running it up and down his shaft.

"UM cherry Cola it suites you" I say just before I slide his cock into my mouth, deep, then deeper til he is hitting the back of my throat, I hold it ther for a few seconds moaning, feeling him twitch at the vibrations.

 

[elklaker]

Donague was no man to let a favor go without compensation...

God he tasted so good. Jerin moaned her pleasure and saw a smile break across his beautiful face. She leaned up and stole a kiss. Then crawling up his body she straddled his hips and waited for him to make the next move.

 

[lost_pirate]

Amara knew she had done well. It was confirmed when Devon told her she could start today if she wanted. She was all for it. He led her to a dressing room, and still kpet ogling her naked body all the way to the dressing room. He told her she could pick out the uniform, which was a sexy dress with a short skirt and a small top.

She quickly put it on, and went on to the floor. she started taking the orders and carrying the drinks to the customers who had ordered them, and waited to be selected by one of the women here. She was scouting for a man that she would find interesting enough, and kept looking around as she kept getting the orders. She knew many men couldnt quite stop staring at her, what with her short skirt and no panties. She had noticed one man in particular, and she was now eyeing him, ready to select him from the crowd.

 

[Cubby]

As I tightened on her hair she grinned a little. Ummm, now that really was getting to the heart of the subject. If only Angel could see deep inside my heart and know what that did for me. Then again, I suppose she really didn't need to see into my heart just now. She took me into her mouth almost as fast as the smile flashed accross her lips.

She played along my skin with her tongue and brought me back to life in seconds. As I said, she already could tell what effect she had on me. It wasn't so much the sensation of her lips wrapped around my cock that was getting me hard. It was the thought of her knowing that I could give as well as take, and her enjoyment of the game that was getting me incredibly aroused.

As I wondered how Angel would react to this new aspect of the game she provided the answer. She backed off of me enough to use her hands and lips. My first reaction was to tighten the pull on her hair. It seemed natural. She was showing initiative. I didn't ask for initiative. I hesitated just long enough to get a look into her eyes once more. Big mistake.

With a twirl of her tongue she paralyzed me long enough to go on the offensive again. Subtle little thing this Angel. She tok me deep inside of her and I cold feel the depths of her. Her teeth grated along me and sent a shiver through my entire body. I tightened my grip reflexively and pulled hard on that ebautiful dark silk adorning her head. She pulls back again, teasing me with the end of her tongue.

While she taunted me she sought out another one of her bottles of oil. She certainly has a real weakness for those strange little elixirs. She trickled some on my shaft and rubbed it inlightly with her fingertips. Grinning up at me expectantly, Angel begins to massage my hardened member. She has to know that her touch is magic to me. I remain stoic and glower down at her. I cannot reveal my true feelings or I will be lost.

"UM cherry Cola it suites you" I say just before I slide his cock into my mouth, deep, then deeper til he is hitting the back of my throat, I hold it there for a few seconds moaning, feeling him twitch at the vibrations.

Cherry Cola? I wonder how exactly that suits me. no doubt angel will make that clear if I let her. Her mouth feels so good surrounding my shaft. Her lips are like velvet and her hands smooth as satin. I cannot remember feeling such perfection before. All the more reason to get control of myself and her before she takes over.

I pull back from her. My cock standing before her lips pulsing with my blood and wet with a combination of saliva and. . . . Cherry Cola oil. I want to take her now, which is exactly the kind of response she hoped to elicit no doubt. Complete sexual abandon on my part.

"Naughty girl. You were trying to take over. Weren't you?" I don't wait for her answer. Instead I twist her hair and guide her over to the chair. I move behind her without ceding control of her mane. Tugging her into ta sitting position I can see the discomfort I am causing her. "Sit down in the chair and strap yourself in Angel." She complies, though not terribly quickly. I lean over close to her ear, my free hand taking her chin and tilting her head backward. The fire buring in her eyes betrays her dislike for me at this moment. I smile.

"What's the matter kitten? Thought you could woo me with you lips? Please don't make me repeat myself or wait again. When I told you to strap yoursefl in I wanted it done now." I lick her ear lightly and give her a kiss on the cheek. "There's a good girl."

Releasing her chin I allow her to continue to strap her legs and her one hadn into place. I come around to her untied side and hold her arm in place as the last strap is secured. Angel sits there like a caged predator. I am not quite sure if it is arousal I am seeing or rage. Probably both. My arousal is at it's peak as well. "Just relax Pet, if you are good you will get a treat. You like treats don't you?"

With that I move in front of her and stand there erect and naked. I touch myself and offer the occasional stroke just as a little added torment. "Tell me what you like besides cock Angel. Do you like women? Do you like toys?" I turn to some of the objects she has decorated the room with and run my fingers over them. "Of course you do. Though what would happen to you if these "toys" fell into the wrong hands?" I see a particualry sinister chromed object on a nearby table.

 

[Tarakin]

Milton R. Donague

Jerin waited for him to make the next move.

Donague smiled as Jerin crawled closer, then urged her gently on her back, crawling deeper on her himself. He licked her softly on her tummy, then slowly went lower, ever closer to her womanly center. She was a natural redhead down below and he let his tongue play in the curles there. Smiling, he licked his way further downward and reached her clit. He barely touched it with his tongue, then made small circles around it, just not touching it again, but occasionaly breathing onto it slowly.

Meanwhile his index finger traced one of her aureolas again, which were so nice and the size of silver dollars, crowning her big orbs in a very exciting way...

 

[prissy_kytten]

"Naughty girl. You were trying to take over. Weren't you?"

I smile as he tugs on my hair pulling himself out of my moist warm mouth, I was not finished but who am I to spoil whatever plan he has. Stil smiling at his question, but quickly that smile fades at his next comment, I feel my hair being pulled harder as I am guided into my chair. Um he wants to play games, see if I can handle my own torture well let the games begin.

"Sit down in the chair and strap yourself in Angel."

I am a little slow at complying but what does one expect, me to willinginly give up all of the control I have fought so hard for, still my curiousity gets the better of me and I begin to comply.

"What's the matter kitten? Thought you could woo me with you lips? Please don't make me repeat myself or wait again. When I told you to strap yoursefl in I wanted it done now." I lick her ear lightly and give her a kiss on the cheek.

"There's a good girl."

He says as I comply, strapping myself legs first into the chair being slow and dramatic about it making sure he knows i am both enjoying an hating this, but alas I am more then willing to play along, just to see where it heads.

He releases my chin and I strap in one of my hand, passion glaring behind the hate in my eyes i doubt that i am fouling him, I am sure he knows how aroused i am at the thought of losing control.

"Just relax Pet, if you are good you will get a treat. You like treats don't you?"

I arch and eyebrow at this, did he really think there was such thing as bad treatment, *sighs* he has not learned but he soon well. While I stare at him he moves to stand in front of my naked in all of his glory.

"Tell me what you like besides cock Angel. Do you like women? Do you like toys?" I turn to some of the objects she has decorated the room with and run my fingers over them. "Of course you do. Though what would happen to you if these "toys" fell into the wrong hands?" I see a particualry sinister chromed object on a nearby table.

I watch as he looks at the toys that hang from my walls and debate should I answer him or allow him to find out the mystery that is me all for himself.

"What do I like, um would you rather find out for your self of have me spoil the suprise, but yes you are right I do so love a delicate piece of female flesh when the mood strikes me, often I find that in Destiny, she has fight in her and we suite beautifully."

I lick my lips and moan, the thought of her smooth shaved pussy making me hotter.

"Anything else you well have to find out for your self, as for toys falling into the wrong hands, lets just say there is no such thing as the wrong hands, only unskilled hands, and with you i doubt that well be a problem."

I smile at him sweetly waiting, slightly tense, abarably aroused, and willing to let him explore anything he would like to explore.

 

[Cubby]

"What do I like. . . I do so love a delicate piece of female flesh when the mood strikes me."

I hiss at her contemptuously, "You are a saucy little piece of work aren't you? You like your women, you like your men. I suppose you even like combinations of the two. I bet you like them all just fine when they are doing what you want the way you want."

Angel is clearly ignoring me and running one her own little fantasies as she closes her eyes and moans seductively. She clearly savors her "passion" in all it's forms. I feel her arousal in myself. That arousal awakens the darkness. Angel continues her taunt,

"Anything else you well have to find out for your self, as for toys falling into the wrong hands, lets just say there is no such thing as the wrong hands, only unskilled hands, and with you I doubt that well be a problem."

I smile at him sweetly waiting,

I let her savor the moment and take advantage of the opportunity. Seizing what must be the same little whip she used on me I lash out at her. I strike her across the thighs. Just hard enough to get her attention.

Angel reacts immediately, tensing at the strike of the leather on her skin. Though she does not recoil. Smiling I turn the whip to hold it by the lash end. "Like that Pet?" I come closer and begin to circle the chair. She is watching me, contempt seething from her. Her anger, whether feigned or real is exciting beyond imagining. I trace her body with the handle end of the whip as I stroll around her seat. Once behind her I square off to the chair. Leaning forward a bit I strike her shoulder with the handle of the whip.

Angel's head whips around her eyes flaring an watering over just a bit. It's not pain that causes the watering. It's more like annoyance. Grinning I lean forward again. I come close to her face so we are only separated by millimeters. "Annoying wasn't it? It's not meant to hurt really. Just to get your attention. I bet you are on fire right now aren't you Pet?" I don't wait for an answer. I reach up and cup her face in my hands, my fingers laying along her jaw. I hold her gently and smile into her eyes.

I kiss her all the while cradling her head in my hands. Angel does not put up any resistance. She opens her mouth and permits me in. We share the intimacy of the kiss and feel our heat rising between our bodies. I disengage and smile down at her again. Angel's eyes have softened just a bit. Smiling, I press against the area just below here ears with my middle fingers while controlling her head.

Her eyes betray her surprise. Her body reveals the discomfort I have given her as the pain races from her jaw to her brain. I keep the pressure on her jaw steady and continue, "I don't really need the toys to give you the pain you deserve Angel. Don't you agree, this is much more intimate?" I smile gently and release the pressure slightly. "What say you pet, would you like to see what other things can be done with just bare hands? Or should we go back to the other methods?"

 

[prissy_kytten]

As my eyes close and I sigh or half moan depending on the ears that are listening I feel the sharp crack of a whip on my thigh, my eye spring open not in pain but more in shock, the nerve, could he not do better, was that supposed to hurt???

"Like that Pet?"

He is taunting me, but I refrain from answering, let him discover on his own what a good little pet I can be.

I watch as he begins to circle the chair i firmly strapped too, anger forienged though it may be is seething from my eyes, i wait, watch and wonder what he well do next, well it be pain or pleasure he choses, is there really a difference to either of us, it is all so muddled up, my body craves his touch, but at the same time my soul craves the torture i know deep down he is capable of.

Just when I am not expecting I feel the handle of my favorite little whip crack into my shoulder, not causing pain but still annoying me for teasing me with the pleasure I know it can produce. He leans forward just mere millimeters seperating us

"Annoying wasn't it? It's not meant to hurt really. Just to get your attention. I bet you are on fire right now aren't you Pet?"

He does not wait for my answer instead he places his hands on my face, cradling my jaw, looking into my eyes then his lips descend onto mine. I do not hesitate for a second, I open my mouth slightly and allow him to explore me, our tounges mingling, our lips brushing.

When he pulls away and looks into my eyes they slightly glaze over with desire, but that desire is quickly replaced by lust as he pushes in on the pressure point along my jaw just below my earlobe. i moan softly at the pressure, yet it is not enough.

I don't really need the toys to give you the pain you deserve Angel. Don't you agree, this is much more intimate?" I smile gently and release the pressure slightly. "What say you pet, would you like to see what other things can be done with just bare hands? Or should we go back to the other methods?"

I look at him the passion or more to the point lust glaring in my eyes.

"Um your hands are ever so skilled master" I half laugh the last word out, a good pet always knows who they belong to.

"But the choice is yours either way I well get the pleasure I seek, whether it be by your hands or my toys" i taunt him, although he is clearly in control as I am tied up I can not help myself.

"DO you denie that you well please me?"

My eyes becon to him, the lids half closing as i smile that half smile that clearly tells a tale of mischeif, and seduction.

"Show me" is all I say while my body arches forward, the graceful line of my back down to my perfectly round ass on display before him.

"If you dare" once again I taunt him. My teeth gently nibbling my bottom lip.

 

[Cubby]

"Um your hands are ever so skilled master" I half laugh the last word out, a good pet always knows who they belong to.

"But the choice is yours either way I well get the pleasure I seek, whether it be by your hands or my toys"

I consider her for a moment. The principle of applied force running through my mind. Angel savors the discomfort of the restraints and the sting of the whip. Though she clearly wants more. Her taunts are a bold challenge. Hmmm, to increase her punishment or taunt her in return.

"DO you denie that you well please me?"

"Show me"

"If you dare"

She has made up my mind for me. I take her beautiful throat in my hand. I feel her pulse on my fingertips and her breathing moving though her. I squeeze her airway and restrict it. My free hand wields the baton like handle of the whip and cracks down on her shoulder with full force. There is no mistaking the pain that courses through Angel's body.

I hold her throat long enough to hear her gasp for air. I stand, flip the whip around in my hand and lash her across the legs once more. There is a loud crack when the whip makes contact with flesh.

"Impudence is such a sexy quality Angel. I do appreciate a pet with some fire in her soul. There's nothing more disgusting to me than a broken servant. Cowed into complete submission and unwilling to show and spirit." Angel looks at me with what can only be described as unbridled lust. Not for my sex. No, it's a fire borne of a desire for the pain.

Maybe the restraints are the wrong approach. If we are truly equals restraint is not called for at all. I think it's time to abandon this conventional approach and give our mutual passion free reign. I look around and find a blade on the counter against the wall. Picking it up and move to her bonds and slowly saw through each thong holding her limbs in place.

Angel gives me a quizzical look and rubs her wrists. I stand back and open myself up to her. "If we are truly equals, there is no need for me to bind you to a chair. We should be able to give each other what is needed, or wanted without the usual trappings of domination. Stand up, arm yourself Angel." My invitation takes her by surprise.

Stepping back from her, the whips still firmly in my grasp I clear a path for her to the wall where her tools await. "Go, choose. Prove to me you are not a pet. Prove to me that you should be my equal." She is slow to respond. A crack of the whip hard on her back encourages her and excites me.

"Do you dare?"

 

[prissy_kytten]

As his hand encircles my delicate throat constricting my air way, I smile on the inside knowing I have finally pushed him to a limit, not the limit just a limit. My breath is nothing but short gasps when I fell the flat handle of the whip crash down on my shoulder with full force, it may have broken a weaker woman, but instead in inflamed me as the pain passed from my eyes there was something else there, something darker, something more sinister.

I feel his hand close more tightly causing me to gasp more audiably. Then the crack of the whip across my thigh, all of a sudden there is nothing but the pleasure the lust deep inside, the need to be consumed by another. The only thought in my mind is more, how do i get more?

"Impudence is such a sexy quality Angel. I do appreciate a pet with some fire in her soul. There's nothing more disgusting to me than a broken servant. Cowed into complete submission and unwilling to show and spirit."

I half smirk at him, the blood rage, mistaken for lust burning in my eyes, he was starting to catch on, he was starting ot see things as they were and not how i portrayed them.

I watch questioningly as he looks around the room, finally he choses a knife, um one of my favorite, but I grow more puzzled still when he uses the knife not on my delicate flesh but on the ropes that bind me to the chair. Once free I rub my wrist not quite sure where this is heading, or what he had in mind.

"If we are truly equals, there is no need for me to bind you to a chair. We should be able to give each other what is needed, or wanted without the usual trappings of domination. Stand up, arm yourself Angel."

I m suprised by the invitation and judging by the look on his face he knows that I am. I stand there my eyes blinking just slightly not sure if I can close my eyes for even the split second it would take to fully blink least he change before my eyes.

Still watching growing warier by the second I see him step to the side, making a path between me and the "wall". I try to guess at what this knew game is and then it dawns on me, perhaps the time for games has come to an end, perhaps it is time to take this dance to the next level.

"Go, choose. Prove to me you are not a pet. Prove to me that you should be my equal."

Gauging, judging how best to respond I turn to look at the wall, not moving far from the spot where I had just been tied to the chair, a mischeivous smile spreads across my lips. I aparently was taking to much time becuase next thing I knew I felt the crack of a whip across my back.

Slowly I move forward, not glancing back at him, but faintly in the background I hear him taunt me.

"Do you dare?"

Slowly i run my fingers over the arrayment of toys, whips, knives, paddles, and such, passing by anything that could be used as bindings, the smile grows wider.

"Oh I dare alright."

My hand brushes over first a cat of nines, all red leather, um one of my favorites and then a butterfly, um to sensual for this evening.

"Um but do you know what it is you are asking for, Master" I once again laugh at the term as to comes forth from my lips.

Finally I settle picking up a double ended weapon, one half black leather, with razors on the tip the other end white leather, four long thick braids dangling from the handle.

"I wonder do you like blood pet" I ask as I turn around displaying to him my weapon of choice while casually grabbing one of my bullets, the one the has the max setting, um the fun I could have, i wonder how long he can with stand cumming for.

"As for your pets having fire, you should really be careful what you wish for, sometimes you get burned when you play with fire."

I smile at him my hips swaying, I proudly bare the welts forming from his few cracks at me with the whip.

 

[Cubby]

"Oh I dare alright."

"Um but do you know what it is you are asking for, Master" I once again laugh at the term as to comes forth from my lips.

The whip flashes out to her flesh again. There's a loud crack as it tears into her ankle. "First mistake Angel. You can call me all sorts of things as an equal, but Master is hardly one of them." She's spent far too long holding up facades and playing at roles. I want to see the real woman beneath the mask. I hold up the knife, it's blade glistening in the dimmed reddish glow that casts about the room. I toy with it and regard her as she makes her selection.

She chooses a double ended monstrosity. A sort of leather mace and whip combination. Certainly more compact than the knife and whip that I wield. Though once lost she will be unarmed.

"I wonder do you like blood pet"

Curious question to ask of a man covered in scars. I smirk at her and move the knife over my body past some of the healed wounds. Stopping just below my collar bone the blade finds an old scar. Pressing down I open my flesh for her, blood trickles over the blade and down my chest. Fixing her eyes in my gaze the knife blade comes to my lips. The steel of the blade tastes a bit salty, nothing new. Though watching her reaction is a new element.

"As for your pets having fire, you should really be careful what you wish for, sometimes you get burned when you play with fire."

"Pets are for housewives and accountants you smug cunt. I don't see either here." I begin to circle around the room to her. I wonder which of us will be overcome first. I can see the heat rising in her and I know it is not rage at all. The game is started and Angel's senses are alive and needing more stimulation before she gives into her carnal desires.

"So far you've only played with me. Am I a curiosity? Or do you want me?" I let the whiplash drag on the floor. My wrist tightens around the shaft of the whip. I only need a little opening for it to flash out again. I keep my eye on her hand with the silver bullet. The whip she wields is most likely a diversion of sorts. It's those little innocuous weapons that will kill you.

"Blood is like paint to an artist Angel. We only use it to give visible life to the passion that is inside. It's the pain that is the purest form of expression. There's no release as sweet as the one accompanied by the upper limit of pain. Do you like pain or blood better?"

 

[Twilight10]

When John Neville saw Amara on the stage, looking around at the dark, smoky room, he became instantly intrigued. She was beautiful, but he was used to seeing beauty here; but there was something more, a sort of innocence, maybe even confusion. Probably a college girl who needed money, he thought; he wondered how long she would last here - wondered if she would be perverse and imaginative enough to fulfill his most deviant fantasies.

At 29, he'd already been through a divorce, and the fault had been his and his alone: he had cheated, multiple times, and his appetite for sex - for filth, to put it more clearly - had overwhelmed him. Which is why, when he'd heard about this place, he knew it sounded perfect.

John was 5'9", 185 pounds, and rather muscular. Unlike many men, he'd gotten more attractive as he went on into his twenties; in high school and college, he'd been chubby, but now he was toned and handsome, and had a better sex life at 29 than he ever had at 19. He looked at the girl onstage and smiled, beckoning her over to his table.

 

[lost_pirate]

Amara knew that if she had to select one man tonight to fulfill fanatasies for and with, it had to be him. He had a mature kind of confidence about him. He looked in his late 20s, maybe even early 30s. And looked smart and good looking. And again, as he beckoned her over, she could only admire his confidence. 'foolish confidence' she though to herself. He clearly knew little about the rules here. She would teach him some tonight. She will break him, or he shall break her tonight, she had decided.

She walked over to him, her ass swaying. "What do you want?" she said as she came over to her.

 

[Twilight10]

John smiled and cupped the girl's ass under her skirt. He was used to taking what he wanted, whenever he wanted it. Maybe that would get him into trouble in this club; maybe not.

"You look new here," he said. After a moment he quickly added, "I'm new here, too. This is my first time. But somehow you look like you haven't been here very long."

He squeezed her ass some more and said, "I'm John, by the way. And I have to ask: what's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this? I don't know you, but Sinner's Corner doesn't seem like you."

 

[lost_pirate]

This man had some balls she thought. She would have been more nervous talking to somebody as confident as him anywhere else. But here, she had been given a briefing that she was in charge. Any man was there only so long as she was fine with it. She felt confident and cocky. And she would make this man fight for it. She lifted her left foot, and planted her boot lightly into his chest. "Hands off my ass. If you want to stay here, first rule is you do not touch girls here unless explicitly given permission to. And I havent given you permission." and then looked at him hard "and what do you mean this isnt my kind of a place.?" She knew she was putting up a show for him, with her pantyless pussy, exposed wide by the way she had place her foot in his chest. She could see him getting hard. And she wanted him to struggle and try all the self restraint to not reach out and touch.

 

[Twilight10]

John liked strong, confident women, and this woman was certainly both of those things. Between her attitude, her foot on his chest, and her bare pussy spread in front of him under the skirt, John's cock had become hard already.

"Yes, ma'am," he said, smiling. "I understand." By his smile they both knew he wasn't frightened, only aroused, but willing to play along.

"And when I say this isn't your kind of place, I mean you look far too innocent. Why are you here? Paying for tuition because daddy couldn't pay for both semesters? Trying to buy a car to cruise around with the other princesses?" John had a bad habit of testing people, men and women, pushing them to their psychological limits. He'd been a psych major in college and grad school, and he loved the way words could be used - more than any other weapons - to provoke responses.

"And," he added, "you don't look like a filthy enough cunt to be working at Sinner's Corner. Unlike the other whores here."