Sinners Corner

[Kaena]

Destiny moaned softly at the feel of his hot mouth against her skin and the light touch of his fingers. As he held her shoulders down firmly, she almost fought to move away from him, but then remembered that she had decided to let him take control this one time.

Arching her body, she rubbed her erect nipples against his chest. Placing her hand beneath his chin she lifted his head so that she could kiss him deeply on the lips, her hands moving up and down his bare back.

Breaking the kiss, she waited in anticipation for his mouth on her body again, her nipples throbbing at the thought.

 

[Cubby]

Squirting a little of the oil out on my left cheek I stepped to the side of the chair, took his hair in my hands "Stick your tounge out pet"

I am already enjoying this game. I stick out my tongue as instructed. Angel grabs my hair roughly and shoves my head forward. I can barely contain myself. I want to laugh. Not at Angel by any means, though it might get her angry enough to slap me around a little. I find this entertaining. I've been through much worse in life. The last time I was strapped to a chair like this I remember having an electrode attached to my. . .

Angel controls my head though I can tell I am close to her body. I can feel the heat coming off of her flesh. So, she's definitely not giving me a finger to suck on to start out.

I pushed back slightly, just enough to let his moist wet tounge graze my flesh.

If I were her, what would I make my subject taste first? A breast? No, that owuld seem like a reward, and there would be the scent of perfume. Hands do not give off heat quite like this warmth that I felt. This was definitely a thigh or her deriere.

She holds my head in place and moves her body over my tongue. She has skills this woman. By not allowing me too much contact she limits the information I have available. Very good, this will be a bit of a challenge. As I mull over the possibilities I taste the oily substance on my tongue.

"Um that tasted good didn't pet?"

"This is the worst salad oil I have ever tasted. It reminds me of spoiled honeydew melon and some sort of cucumber. Please do not tell me that you enjoy the flavor of this swill." I end my little rant with a simulated spit.

"do you know where your tounge just was?"

Angel leaned in and whispered her question about where my tongue had been. Wherever it was, I did not hafl mind it and wanted a speedy return. I was not about to let her know that little fact though. "I'd say it was most likely your right cheek. On your behind that is, my love. You really should scrub more vigourously next time."

I could not help myself. I had never made this sort of thing easy on my antagonists before. Whay should I start doing so now? I was pretty sure she would react poorly to my constant goading.

 

[prissy_kytten]

"Very good pet you have guess correctly, both flavour and the fact that you just licked my ass, um I enjoyed it did you."

I lean over and run my tounge along his lips, stepping quickly back so the contact can not be increased.

Look at the stand I chose my next flavour.

Leaning back allow I slight drop to hit my flat stomach just below my belly button.

I can already smell the chocolate raspberry. I love the taste of this one it always puts me in the mood for desert.

Stepping back to his side I grab his hair once again.

"be a good pet and stick out your tounge now."

I pull him to me allowing alittle more contact this time, feeling the heat of his moist tounge as it hits my skin.

I let his hair go wondering if he dare move closer. What a good pet he does not.

I step away.

Now pet what did you just taste?"

I smile down at him knowing he well get it right.

"um which part of me did you lick?"

I stand there looking down at him contemplating my next move.

 

[Cubby]

"Very good pet . . . um I enjoyed it did you."

"You certainly are hot Angel. has something excited you?" I state cooly. "I am not partial to fruity flavors, though I did detect a certain saltiness mixed into the oil. I don't suppose that was anything but the taste of your skin. That part was very satisfying."

I think that she was not entirely pleased with my response. She stepped back
rather quickly and tugged at may hair again.

"be a good pet and stick out your tounge now." . . .I pull him to me allowing alittle more contact this time, feeling the heat of his moist tounge as it hits my skin.

Dutifully I push my tongue out through my lips. Contact with her skin is almost instantaneous. I feel the heat of her flesh once again, and I taste that delightfully slight taste of salt too. She allows me to linger on her a little longer this time. I trace a little circle on her skin to try to determine where I am. I feel the heat again. THis time from beneath my chin and surrounding my face. Ummm, my chin is between her thighs. I imagine much worse things. The circular motion of my tongue finds a slight depression. Ah her belly near her navel. I had imagined what it would be like to be this close to her when she first asked me to sit down. Now I knew. I imagined what it would be like to know her, deeply.
QUOTE=prissy_kytten]Now pet what did you just taste?". . ."um which part of me did you lick?"[/QUOTE]
"Surely, you are toying with me Angel. You gave me your navel aong with a delightful visit to your lap. I thank you. Please tell me this will not be the last time I feel the warmth of your thighs on my face? I tasted choclate of that there is no doubt. There was some sort of other flavor mixed into it. Sometihng like Blackberry, Currant? No, raspberry I think?

There was a pause while Angel considered telling me the results of this little quiz.

 

[prissy_kytten]

I pause as i listen wondering if i shuld punish him for saying more then one fruit. With the decision made I step back, reaching on the hook on the table removing my cat of nines. Without so much as a word I whip him across the bare chest.

"Um right part but you must guess flavour correctly the first try."

I am grinning even though he can not see, for I can see the pleasure the whip has brought him written across his face.

Hang the cat of nines back on the hook. I pick my next oil, um he liked salty did he? Um waht could I do about that now??

"Now pet I want you to stay very still, hold your tounge out, thats I good pet."

Bending over i pure a little of the oil in the top of my foot just by the curve of my ankle.

Lifting my foot to his tounge I run it from curve down allowing him to lick more of my flesh then before, wondering if he well like the sea salt and vinegar, um my favorite type of chips. I had this oil specially made.

"Now pet how was that, did you like the flavour, would you like more?"

I smile as he licks his lips.

"What part was that pet, would you like to lick it again?"

Stepping back I wait for him to answer.

 

[Cubby]

Without so much as a word I whip him across the bare chest. . . ."Um right part but you must guess flavour correctly the first try."

I wish Angel could see the fire in my eyes. Her whip cut across my chest perfectl and witout notice. Though it was expected and desired. I owuld not let her know it overtly. She probably knew how much I enjoyed her attention anyway.

"Now pet I want you to stay very still, hold your tounge out, thats I good pet.". . . "Now pet how was that, did you like the flavour, would you like more?"

I held out my tongue for her and I received a harsh, sharp taste of salt and vinegar. Like that stuff in the bottles at hamburger stands. I usually wouldn't have that on anything I ate, though in this case. . . "Ummmm," I moan as I clean waht appears to me my new mistress' ankle. I clean her ankle for the short time I am permitted and then lick my lips as adog does after a satisfying meal

""What part was that pet, would you like to lick it again?"

"That was mistress' ankle and Vinegar with salt." I say proudly "Mistress tastes good." By now, I could not hide my arousal any longer, nor did I wish to. I could hardly wait for what she would do for me next.

 

[prissy_kytten]

"Um you are wrong pet that was my foot and my ankle so close though, did you like the taste, perhaps i well share more with you later."

As I say this I lean over picking up one of my favorite toys a black leather spiked belt. Turning it spike side facing him I belt it off, not to tightly but tight enough he can feel the spike digging in.

"Now James if you get anything else wrong i am going to tighten your restraints."

I smile the idea of the pain getting me wetter.

I lean over and pick my next flavour. I rub a small dab of the coca butter on my shoulder blade.

"Now pet stick out your tounge"

I lean back arching my breast thrust in the air, one hand holding my hair untop of my head.

Slowly I roll my shoulder back allowing his toung to come in contact with my blade, a shiver running down my spine at the contact

*Moans*

Leaning forward I ask "Pet can you tell me what you tasted, where you licked."

 

[Cubby]

"you are wrong pet . . ."

Of course I was wrong, I needed to know how far Angel would take the game. She was very judicious in her use of pain. She wouldn't do anything that would impair my ability to perform for her later in whatever manner she chose. Though I had to get a feel for what her limit really would be.

As I say this I lean over picking up one of my favorite toys a black leather spiked belt. Turning it spike side facing him I belt it off, not to tightly but tight enough he can feel the spike digging in.

"Now James if you get anything else wrong i am going to tighten your restraints."

She gave me a little more of an idea of what she considered fun. The spikes weren't terribly sharp and Angel only applied enough pressure to make me aware of them. It was a dull pain. A bit like someone standing on your foot. In the context of the moment it was very enjoyable though. If she only knew how much this was pleasing me. Though I suppose by now she had some idea. Some things are not easily controlled with the mind. Women are fortunate in that their arousal does nto manifest itelf so. . . obviosuly.

"Umm, Mistress, he likes that. He feels. He likes to feel." I moan. My hope is that her mind will be taken away from me as a person. In order to figure her limits out she must see me as an object and not a man. A reversal of the normal hostage psychology. There would be time for humanizing things later. I hoped.

. . . allowing his toung to come in contact with my blade, a shiver running down my spine at the contact

*Moans*

Leaning forward I ask "Pet can you tell me what you tasted, where you licked."

She required my tongue again. I proferred it with out reservation. The taste of Angel's skin was alluring without these oils and syrups. Others might have needed them, I was aroused simply by her natural scent and flavor. Still, the game was started and I had to play along.

Hmmm, let me think. The skin was soft and responsive to the touch of my tongue. When the tip made contact she moaned quite audibly. I imagine there was gooseflesh as well. I could feel the hardness of bone just beneath the skin. I felt heairs brish over my face ever so lightly. Then there was the scent I was waiting for, at last. Perfume! I was hoping it was the nape of her neck just above her breasts, though I knew that was too much to ask for from such a shameful tormentor. No, it was something altogether different.

"Ummm, he touched Mistress' shoulder blade and tasted her cocoa butter. Mistress treats him well. Ummm."

That should have the effect I wanted. I waited for her reaction. Hoping she would escalate our game just a bit.

 

[lost_pirate]

Amara was having a hard time making her ends meet. Her small time job wasnt much. And she had always been a big spender. Not a great combination. What made things better was she was an adventorous girl at 23. And when somebody told her about 'THE club' she gave it a serious thought. With her 36 D tits, the blonde bombshell was confident of her looks.

This was why she now found herself waiting outside the backoffice for her interview for a place here. She didnt want to be a stripper. She wanted to be a waitress. But she knew that her looks will be what could clinch her this job. She waited eagerly.

 

[prissy_kytten]

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"Umm, Mistress, he likes that. He feels. He likes to feel." I moan. later. I hoped.

"Ummm, he touched Mistress' shoulder blade and tasted her cocoa butter. Mistress treats him well. Ummm."

That should have the effect I wanted. I waited for her reaction. Hoping she would escalate our game just a bit.

I smile, so he thinks I treat him well does he?? knowing he enjoys the pain I inflict on him I decide to go the other way.

Kneeling infront of him I slowly lick along his belt line, then down i undo first his belt, then his button and finally I pull down his zipper all with my teeth.

He springs up now free of his restraints, he is larger then I would have thought but it is a pleasant suprise.

"So I treat you well do I pet? I have decided to change the game, chose now, pleasure or pain."

Still kneeling I pull his blind fold off to add to the image of me on my knees, the silk of my slip sliding across my skin with every movement.

I raise you eyebrow, which would he chose??

 

[lost_pirate]

As Amara waited there, a man came by and said "You here for the job as a waitress?"

she nodded.

"Okay. Then wait here. Most of the hiring decisions are taken by Dark angel and her team. as soon as one of them gets free, they will come over an dinterview you."

she nodded again and waited

 

[Cubby]

I slowly lick along his belt line . . .

I smile knowing that she has been turned. It appears to be the smile of a man enjoying the sensation of a woman's touch to his skin. It is that and much more. Angel so desperately wishes to control me that she will move in whatever direction she feels she must. Who am I to disagree? Her attention to me is about to reward her. To a lesser degree I am about to be rewarded as well. I moan and move to meet her. She is close now. I can almost feel her heart beating. I smell her light feminine perfume.

I pull down his zipper all with my teeth. . . .He springs up now free of his restraints, he is larger then I would have thought but it is a pleasant suprise.

I sit there wondering if she intends to do something with, or to me. The look on her face betrays a certain amount of surprise and delight. I am hoping that this is not all that she had in mind. Though part of me would like nothing better than to reach out, and grasp her face and pull her to me. The sensation of her engulfing me is very tantalizing indeed. However, I am still bound and unable to reach out for her.

That little scene fades from my eyes and another come to me. One a bit more realistic.

"So I treat you well do I pet? I have decided to change the game, chose now, pleasure or pain."

I smile at the beauty kneeling before me. I laugh quietly and mockingly. "I do so enjoy the thought of you there wondering."

"What to choose? What to choose?"

"How do you pick when pleasure is pain and pain is pleasure?"

"Which do you choose?"

"Or has the decision already been made for you before you were ever born?"

I grin at her wickedly and laugh again.

 

[prissy_kytten]

James smiles down at me and says in a mocking tone. I do so enjoy the thought of you there wondering."

I arch and eyebrow, a smile playing a my lips.

"What to choose? What to choose?"

"How do you pick when pleasure is pain and pain is pleasure?"

"Which do you choose?"

At that my smile widdens knowing that he has the same idea as I, um pleasure pain the two being one in my mind, as it would seem they were in his.

"Or has the decision already been made for you before you were ever born?"
He says smiling and then laughing wickedly.

In response to him I lean forward nipping at his stomach with my teeth as my hand wrapps around his stiff shaft.

I look up at him a smile gracing my lips then my tounge darts out just grazing the tip of his shaft.

I continue to look in his eyes one hand on his cock the other on the srtp to the spike cord wrapped around him.

I lean in taking him into my mouth my teeth lightly grazing him as i pull the cord tightening it around his body, bringing both the pleasure and the pain he seeks.

I moan as his cock hits the back of my throat then slowly slides along my teeth and back out of my mouth, I release the cord. Looking at him I see the hunger in his eyes.

 

[DarkestDesires]

As Amara waited there, a man came by and said "You here for the job as a waitress?"

she nodded.

"Okay. Then wait here. Most of the hiring decisions are taken by Dark angel and her team. as soon as one of them gets free, they will come over an dinterview you."

she nodded again and waited

Devon made his way across the club, watching the woman who stood nervously at the side of the stage. Dark Angel had told him that they had a new girl coming in to apply for a job. From the conservative way the woman was dressed he could tell that she was not truly aware what type of club she was looking to apply for. Devon was an impressive figure, standing 6 feet tall, muscular build and blonde hair that just reached his shoulders barely concealing the collar that he wore. He had been chosen by Dark Angel and Destiny as a sub, to be shared between them, the first week he started to come to the club and they had placed him in the job of office manager.

Walking up to Amara, he extended his hand, his blue eyes sparkling brightly. "You must be Amara," he said, his voice rich and seductive. "Please accept the apologies of Dark Angel this night, she has become busy with something at the moment and has asked me to conduct your interview. My name is Devon."

 

[Cubby]

I arch and eyebrow, a smile playing a my lips.

"Ah she does seem to have gotten the idea." I say aloud to kno one in particular.

Angel leaned forward and snapped at my stomach. I grin lasciviously. Then a little bit of a surpirse as she grips me in her hand. No teeth this time. She stabs out me with the tip of her tongue only making the briefest of contact. It sends a quake though me. She saliva forming a small tail as she pulls away from me. As Angel pulls back I feel a tightening around me. She has not forgotten to cinch the cord around my waist, heightening the pleasure of the moment.

She chooses the very moment when I am savoring the sensation to slide over me. She takes me into her mouth and uses the cinched spike strap to pull me to her. No need. I go willingly. The warmth of her breathing surrounds me. I peer through cloudy vision to see her there looking into my eyes. She sees me now. At last she sees me.

The only question that remains to be answered is how far will our mutual degradation go? When will pleasure and pain no longer be the same to one or both of us.

 

[lost_pirate]

Devon made his way across the club, watching the woman who stood nervously at the side of the stage. Dark Angel had told him that they had a new girl coming in to apply for a job. From the conservative way the woman was dressed he could tell that she was not truly aware what type of club she was looking to apply for. Devon was an impressive figure, standing 6 feet tall, muscular build and blonde hair that just reached his shoulders barely concealing the collar that he wore. He had been chosen by Dark Angel and Destiny as a sub, to be shared between them, the first week he started to come to the club and they had placed him in the job of office manager.

Walking up to Amara, he extended his hand, his blue eyes sparkling brightly. "You must be Amara," he said, his voice rich and seductive. "Please accept the apologies of Dark Angel this night, she has become busy with something at the moment and has asked me to conduct your interview. My name is Devon."

Amara said "Yes. I am Amara. Hi Devon. Lets get to the interview then. I would really like to work here"

And she wasnt making up that last part. She was desperate. Somebody told her they paid really well for certain positions, and boy, did she need that money.

She waited eagerly to see what kind of questions the interview would involve.

 

[Kaena]

sorry wrong rp

 

[DarkestDesires]

Amara said "Yes. I am Amara. Hi Devon. Lets get to the interview then. I would really like to work here"

And she wasnt making up that last part. She was desperate. Somebody told her they paid really well for certain positions, and boy, did she need that money.

She waited eagerly to see what kind of questions the interview would involve.

"Please, follow me," Devon said, bowing to her slightly before moving towards the back office. Opening the door he ushered her inside. The office really did not look like an office but like one of the VIP rooms since Destiny and Angel both used the room for purposes. Along one wall was a large black leather couch and across the wall from that was a large flat screen tv. The one corner of the room held a bar. The only thing in the room that looked business like was the lap top sitting on the coffee table in front of the couch.

Moving to the bar, Devon looked back at Amara. "Would you like a drink before we start," he said.

 

[lost_pirate]

Amara followed him in. She was a bit surprised to see an office that looked like this - she had expected something different, but then again maybe thats how clubs were always setup.

She took a seat as Devon headed to the bar and asked her for a drink. She wasnt sure if she should be taking a drink on a job interview - even more so when it could change her financial fortunes. She politely said "No Devon. I am fine. Thanks." She hoped the nerves didnt show.

 

[DarkestDesires]

Devon poured himself shot of Jack Daniels over ice and moved to sit on the couch, one of his legs folded beneath him. As he lifted his drink he looked at her over the glass, seeing that she was nervous.

"So tell me Amara. What have you heard about our club? What type of work do you expect to be doing and why have you applied?"

 

[lost_pirate]

amara wwanted to make sure she didnt say something wrong. "Well. i found out from a friend about this club. i heard that its a strip club. but i am not here for a stripper's job. i would like to apply for a waitress. i have also heard that you pay very very well, and i need money."

she had been very honest and hoped it would work

 

[DarkestDesires]

Devon smiled at her over his drink. She really had no clue what the club was about.

"Amara, this is not a strip club." he said quietly. "This is club of fantasies and dreams. Where the women who work here get to live out their fantasies with the men or women patronize the club. If you were to work here, yes you may be a waitress, but, you would also have the choice of choosing a man from the crowd and inviting him to spend the night with you. Dark Angel and Destiny are good employers and they do not let any of the customer's abuse their employees. Is that something you would or could do Amara?"

 

[lost_pirate]

Amara thought it over. "What do you mean a choice? Does it mean if I dont want that, I can just be a normal waitress around here, and not have to ...fuck? If that is not a choice, and i just have to do it, i would like to know how much money i can make here?"

 

[DarkestDesires]

Devon sat back against the couch watching Amara, not sure how Angel would have wanted him to answer. He knew that the women employees of the club were usually ones who like to participate in the action and the male employees were the waiters.

"Um, well, most of the female employees of this club choose to participate in the entertainment, but, I suppose you could just be a waitress if you want to. The pay is good either way. Dark Angel pays her girls $50.00 an hour to start, no matter what they are doing."

 

[lost_pirate]

Amara thought this over. $50 an hour sounded great. She thought about making a counter-offer, and said "Well. I would do everything. $75. Deal? Is the job mine? "