RudeNastyAssBitch
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The huge ship coasted into the port on water power only, moving silently through the dark night. The only light was from the lighthouse as it sounded the alarms of fog.
The WhoreHouse Of Hell!
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RudeNastyAssBitch
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An Introduction To The House
The crew of the ship were straining and grunting, Unclothed bodies sweating from such strenuous work. Each man dreaming of The House..........
Twelve-Seventy two Newbury Lane.
An old plantation style house with all the grandeur of the south. Exept this house did not stand in the south, it stood between the world most of you know, and many other worlds and dimensions that are mostly unseen by us.
The House, catered to many odd tastes and beings.
From here, the outside looked like a normal, everyday home. In some worlds however it took on quite a different tone.
The House you see, is an otherworldly Baudy house, A cathouse A WhoreHouse if you will. Many a story told it to be the fucking greatest time of his/her life!
Or said it to be The WhoreHouse Of Hell, Where the unexplained ran rampent. It is even said the Devil himself has found pleasures here!
I must write this down as it is fresh in my mind, for perhaps after an eternity, I may forget.
The events I write of are quite unbelivable but true.
From a very early age, I have had an almost uncontrollable urge for flesh. I tasted my first tongue and could no longer think of anything but pleasing. His response was so powerful and exciting to me, that I needed to know everything about these new found pleasures. I fucked and sucked and licked and expeirenced more in these twenty-seven years, than most women have in a regular lifetime!
You could say, I was born to be a Whore......
And will be, for an eternity! Thanks to my Madame!
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Hello all,
RNAB here!..~smiles~
I am having a bout of insomnia so mind my insanity!..~Laughs~..The Whorehouse requires some very key people. # 1 would be Madame Kira, The owner and Operator of The House. It is nessasary to include her profile because I really love the way she looks in my head and I came up with the whole idea from just this charecter!....Madame Kira is 11 feet tall with smokey green skin (if there is such a color!), intense violet eyes & Knee length cherry black hair. She is ultra feminene even though she has a stomach rippeling with muscles and four long, perfect arms with four hands that could produce excrutiating pain or sinful pleasure as her mood was...Anyway....~Laughs~...I must attempt sleep!...Hoping for a bite....I will introduce girls and other charecters next...anyone with an idea is most welcome to throw out a lead........
Be Well,
RNAB
The crew of the ship were straining and grunting, Unclothed bodies sweating from such strenuous work. Each man dreaming of The House..........
Twelve-Seventy two Newbury Lane.
An old plantation style house with all the grandeur of the south. Exept this house did not stand in the south, it stood between the world most of you know, and many other worlds and dimensions that are mostly unseen by us.
The House, catered to many odd tastes and beings.
From here, the outside looked like a normal, everyday home. In some worlds however it took on quite a different tone.
The House you see, is an otherworldly Baudy house, A cathouse A WhoreHouse if you will. Many a story told it to be the fucking greatest time of his/her life!
Or said it to be The WhoreHouse Of Hell, Where the unexplained ran rampent. It is even said the Devil himself has found pleasures here!
I must write this down as it is fresh in my mind, for perhaps after an eternity, I may forget.
The events I write of are quite unbelivable but true.
From a very early age, I have had an almost uncontrollable urge for flesh. I tasted my first tongue and could no longer think of anything but pleasing. His response was so powerful and exciting to me, that I needed to know everything about these new found pleasures. I fucked and sucked and licked and expeirenced more in these twenty-seven years, than most women have in a regular lifetime!
You could say, I was born to be a Whore......
And will be, for an eternity! Thanks to my Madame!
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Hello all,
RNAB here!..~smiles~
I am having a bout of insomnia so mind my insanity!..~Laughs~..The Whorehouse requires some very key people. # 1 would be Madame Kira, The owner and Operator of The House. It is nessasary to include her profile because I really love the way she looks in my head and I came up with the whole idea from just this charecter!....Madame Kira is 11 feet tall with smokey green skin (if there is such a color!), intense violet eyes & Knee length cherry black hair. She is ultra feminene even though she has a stomach rippeling with muscles and four long, perfect arms with four hands that could produce excrutiating pain or sinful pleasure as her mood was...Anyway....~Laughs~...I must attempt sleep!...Hoping for a bite....I will introduce girls and other charecters next...anyone with an idea is most welcome to throw out a lead........
Be Well,
RNAB
RudeNastyAssBitch
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One Bite!!!
Do I Really Suck so Bad, That No one but inkubus (Wonderful Guy!) Has anything to add or say?
~Smiles~...
Please! I really would like to see other peoples postings!
There are many slots available. Jump In!
Still need a strong writer for the part of Madame Kira. Step Up!
Need Clients, Whores, Muscle and a fixit guy.
I have two ideas as to how this could go!
The easy way: This could be just a whorehouse. All could come and get laid. Speak to The Madame or I and tell us what your looking for and then you'll be provided with a sutible partner...
The Hard Way: An Actual story! this is it as it is in my head.
Each charecter in the house has the same night, but with one of them Tarentino twists.
Say Monica starts the night off with her first customer and events unfold.
Then Lucy starts her night off quite the same way, but of course it is a little different.
All the storylines have to intertwine so as to tell the story through their own eyes, but still being on the same wave as the rest of us!
I am perhaps not getting this out as clearly as I had wanted to! ~Smiles~...She keeps writing even though they point and laugh!
If ya can make heads or tails of this drop a post in.....
Do I Really Suck so Bad, That No one but inkubus (Wonderful Guy!) Has anything to add or say?
~Smiles~...
Please! I really would like to see other peoples postings!
There are many slots available. Jump In!
Still need a strong writer for the part of Madame Kira. Step Up!
Need Clients, Whores, Muscle and a fixit guy.
I have two ideas as to how this could go!
The easy way: This could be just a whorehouse. All could come and get laid. Speak to The Madame or I and tell us what your looking for and then you'll be provided with a sutible partner...
The Hard Way: An Actual story! this is it as it is in my head.
Each charecter in the house has the same night, but with one of them Tarentino twists.
Say Monica starts the night off with her first customer and events unfold.
Then Lucy starts her night off quite the same way, but of course it is a little different.
All the storylines have to intertwine so as to tell the story through their own eyes, but still being on the same wave as the rest of us!
I am perhaps not getting this out as clearly as I had wanted to! ~Smiles~...She keeps writing even though they point and laugh!
If ya can make heads or tails of this drop a post in.....
Wolfstalker
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Wolf sat on a stool at the front door. She hated this job!! she wished she could do anyting, ANYTHING ther then this. But NOOOOO.
" Watch the front door girl, they sy, make sure the customers come in they, sy." she mumbled,"Bite me I say."
Wolf looked like a normal 19 year old girl to the naked eye. But in truth she was a changlng. It was said that herfather was lUcifur and her mother the sweetest gentlest woman who walked the earth. For all Wolf knew her dad could be the village idiot and her mom one of the whores who worked here. All she knew was that she had grow up here and would probably die here
Wolf stood six feet tall and had shoulder length blond-brown hair she wore in a tight braid down her back. Her blue eyes where said to slice a man soul if looked at to long.
Wolf watched as a boat pulled into the dock. Time for work she thought, slummping on the stoo.
" Watch the front door girl, they sy, make sure the customers come in they, sy." she mumbled,"Bite me I say."
Wolf looked like a normal 19 year old girl to the naked eye. But in truth she was a changlng. It was said that herfather was lUcifur and her mother the sweetest gentlest woman who walked the earth. For all Wolf knew her dad could be the village idiot and her mom one of the whores who worked here. All she knew was that she had grow up here and would probably die here
Wolf stood six feet tall and had shoulder length blond-brown hair she wore in a tight braid down her back. Her blue eyes where said to slice a man soul if looked at to long.
Wolf watched as a boat pulled into the dock. Time for work she thought, slummping on the stoo.
I'll be the fix it guy..
Character Description:
Name: Danny
Age: 26
Height: 6'4"
A dark skined guy who has been the fix it guy for 5 years and worksout quite often in his own room. A happy worker and enjoys having fun with the girls and whores in the house from time to time.
Character Description:
Name: Danny
Age: 26
Height: 6'4"
A dark skined guy who has been the fix it guy for 5 years and worksout quite often in his own room. A happy worker and enjoys having fun with the girls and whores in the house from time to time.
RudeNastyAssBitch
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Our lobby, Our Hostess!
Snugginling down in my luxuroius bed, pulling the silky sheets over my chilly shoulders. Watching him snap his suspenders into place and check himself in the mirror.
I love the siuts that come for a thrill; They always kiss and want to talk about stuff, before and after the deed.
"Just pay the hostess downstairs" I say, Reaching and streching out my long body.
"Will do, Darlin'" He says, turning and moving to the edge of the bed " I had a great time sweet stuff! I'll be back soon."
Leaning over and pressing his mouth over mine, his hot, wet tongue slips between my lips and he grabs the back of my head to make it more deep and long. Pulling away he looks right into my eyes, smiles and grabs his handsome, long coat
"MMM, I do hope so" Smiling at him as he reaches into his pocket and hands me a small red velvet bag.
With a precision movment, just like the way he fucked; He waved a goodbye and disappered out the door.
I hope wolf is having a much eaiser time of it all today. She has been in such a little snit, as of late, and I just don't know what to do about it!
Perhaps she just needs a new job. She does make a wicked bourbon sour. Flicking a ciggarette into my mouth, I think better of it and snap it in half, throwing it to the floor. Yeah, I bet she just needs something new!
Rolling over so the sheets wrap tightly around my body, I press the buzzer beside my bed. The suit and I cracked the headboard and It needs fixing. It's best to get Jace in here now, cuz ya never know when it's gonna get too busy to do such jobs.
Jace works his ass off here. I am sure that he loves his job though! All the perks of working in a whorehouse and all.
Laying back, in a most pretty way; I wait for his arrival.
Knowing how much he likes a good dirty sheet fuck......
I'll deal with Wolfie later.......
Snugginling down in my luxuroius bed, pulling the silky sheets over my chilly shoulders. Watching him snap his suspenders into place and check himself in the mirror.
I love the siuts that come for a thrill; They always kiss and want to talk about stuff, before and after the deed.
"Just pay the hostess downstairs" I say, Reaching and streching out my long body.
"Will do, Darlin'" He says, turning and moving to the edge of the bed " I had a great time sweet stuff! I'll be back soon."
Leaning over and pressing his mouth over mine, his hot, wet tongue slips between my lips and he grabs the back of my head to make it more deep and long. Pulling away he looks right into my eyes, smiles and grabs his handsome, long coat
"MMM, I do hope so" Smiling at him as he reaches into his pocket and hands me a small red velvet bag.
With a precision movment, just like the way he fucked; He waved a goodbye and disappered out the door.
I hope wolf is having a much eaiser time of it all today. She has been in such a little snit, as of late, and I just don't know what to do about it!
Perhaps she just needs a new job. She does make a wicked bourbon sour. Flicking a ciggarette into my mouth, I think better of it and snap it in half, throwing it to the floor. Yeah, I bet she just needs something new!
Rolling over so the sheets wrap tightly around my body, I press the buzzer beside my bed. The suit and I cracked the headboard and It needs fixing. It's best to get Jace in here now, cuz ya never know when it's gonna get too busy to do such jobs.
Jace works his ass off here. I am sure that he loves his job though! All the perks of working in a whorehouse and all.
Laying back, in a most pretty way; I wait for his arrival.
Knowing how much he likes a good dirty sheet fuck......
I'll deal with Wolfie later.......
Danny:
I awoke in my room and as always a note on my dresser telling me my jobs for the day. I had a shower and had some breakfast while watching tv. My first job was to change the lightbulbs on the chandalier in the lobby. As i got my ladder and flicked off the switch, I saw Wolf. She would usually smile and say hi to me but today she just looked unhappy and stared at the floor.
"Hey Wolfie, wats wrong?"
I climbed up the ladder as i waited for a response.
I awoke in my room and as always a note on my dresser telling me my jobs for the day. I had a shower and had some breakfast while watching tv. My first job was to change the lightbulbs on the chandalier in the lobby. As i got my ladder and flicked off the switch, I saw Wolf. She would usually smile and say hi to me but today she just looked unhappy and stared at the floor.
"Hey Wolfie, wats wrong?"
I climbed up the ladder as i waited for a response.
OOC: O sorry.. Okay I'll be Jace.. Same everything except my name is now Jace and not Danny.. You can delete that last thread of mine..
Jace:
In my room i heard the buzzer.. it was the mistress and she was calling me.. I wonder what jobs i was in for today. I loved my job but i really had to work hard. Working 5 years and i was not planning to quit. I quickly had a shower and got dressed and knocked on the door to wait for an answer from the mistress.. on my way I saw Wolf but never got to talk to her.. she looked upset.. i might talk to her later to see wats up. but business first..
Jace:
In my room i heard the buzzer.. it was the mistress and she was calling me.. I wonder what jobs i was in for today. I loved my job but i really had to work hard. Working 5 years and i was not planning to quit. I quickly had a shower and got dressed and knocked on the door to wait for an answer from the mistress.. on my way I saw Wolf but never got to talk to her.. she looked upset.. i might talk to her later to see wats up. but business first..
Incubus?
Hi Rnab, my ICQ is acting weird AOL me if poss.
anyway ,your beging was so strong I didnt just want to fly in and intrude so quickly, but if the opening is there...I live to be an Incubus ;-)
btw. someone else whos read spider murphy? Im impressed. I went through hell to find that place... and its true, time travellers strictly cash.
[Edited by Inkubus on 12-19-2000 at 09:10 PM]
Hi Rnab, my ICQ is acting weird AOL me if poss.
anyway ,your beging was so strong I didnt just want to fly in and intrude so quickly, but if the opening is there...I live to be an Incubus ;-)
btw. someone else whos read spider murphy? Im impressed. I went through hell to find that place... and its true, time travellers strictly cash.
[Edited by Inkubus on 12-19-2000 at 09:10 PM]
RudeNastyAssBitch
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Spider Murphy....It Is Him!
Most Wonderful!
I saw the post about it being quite like the Spider Murphy Book, And started a peruse of my bookshelf.
Low And behold! I found it...A Book by just that person!...I guess it dug it's way into the back of the fantasy circle of my brain!...LOL
A Most exellent Book! ~Smiles~
Everyone who has posted; Thank you! Reading some of the stuff on the boards, I hoped I was NOT one of those posters that people ignore!
I Am a Most Happy Camper!
Most Wonderful!
I saw the post about it being quite like the Spider Murphy Book, And started a peruse of my bookshelf.
Low And behold! I found it...A Book by just that person!...I guess it dug it's way into the back of the fantasy circle of my brain!...LOL
A Most exellent Book! ~Smiles~
Everyone who has posted; Thank you! Reading some of the stuff on the boards, I hoped I was NOT one of those posters that people ignore!
I Am a Most Happy Camper!
Samuari
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Sam
OOC: If Spider impresses you, for truely beautiful prose read some of the stuf that he worte with his wife Jeanne. Can't remember the titles, but they make wonderful music together.
IC: As I rested in my pail, I was feeling the House start to come to life. The Straglers from last night being dismissed, and the maintence people repairing the damage. Wolf was stuck on the front door again, in a sour mood, and the misstress was fully satiated, dreaming of a warm beach. Unh-oh there was a largeish group approaching from the harbour, things were going to pick up. I morphed to the eight foot tall blonde 'viking', and made my way to the front to assist Wolf with keeping order, 'till we got enough girls up to take care of theis mob.
OOC: If Spider impresses you, for truely beautiful prose read some of the stuf that he worte with his wife Jeanne. Can't remember the titles, but they make wonderful music together.
IC: As I rested in my pail, I was feeling the House start to come to life. The Straglers from last night being dismissed, and the maintence people repairing the damage. Wolf was stuck on the front door again, in a sour mood, and the misstress was fully satiated, dreaming of a warm beach. Unh-oh there was a largeish group approaching from the harbour, things were going to pick up. I morphed to the eight foot tall blonde 'viking', and made my way to the front to assist Wolf with keeping order, 'till we got enough girls up to take care of theis mob.
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My friend's call me Hust (short for Hustler), the men I've slain call me DEATH!!!
I've been here for as long as I can remember(200 years though it seems longer).
I lost my virginity here with my mother's Whore's and always had my pick of the WHORE'S until Sabastian came along!
Being who and what I am, I went for the sin!!! And have since had a taiste for both.
I learned from an early age that I have powers-sexual powers- the power to know what they want, how and where they want it and most importantly the power of cock manipulation! I can make it bigger,thicker than most can handle!!!(which helps with the tips from our "customers".
Being part human and part demon does have it's draw backs, none of which I feel comfortable sharing at this moment in time!
Ah... but the stories I can share...Like the time when, oh my 10:00 o'clock is here! Got to go, She hate's it when I keep her and her son waiting plus their so much fun to have together!!!
I've been here for as long as I can remember(200 years though it seems longer).
I lost my virginity here with my mother's Whore's and always had my pick of the WHORE'S until Sabastian came along!
Being who and what I am, I went for the sin!!! And have since had a taiste for both.
I learned from an early age that I have powers-sexual powers- the power to know what they want, how and where they want it and most importantly the power of cock manipulation! I can make it bigger,thicker than most can handle!!!(which helps with the tips from our "customers".
Being part human and part demon does have it's draw backs, none of which I feel comfortable sharing at this moment in time!
Ah... but the stories I can share...Like the time when, oh my 10:00 o'clock is here! Got to go, She hate's it when I keep her and her son waiting plus their so much fun to have together!!!
Wolfstalker
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Wolf sat at the front door and sighed. It was't that she wanted to be a whore. She didin't. But this was her home and she thought she should do something a wee but more adventurus.
Wolf watched as the house awoke. she could see the ship at the docks. Like always she would get stuck with nothing to do after midnight. Bored as she waited, Wolf begain to make her hand change shapes. She thoght of the book sitting on her table and it popped into her hands.
Ah, she thought, I'l just read The Art Of War tell the victums arrive.
Wolf watched as the house awoke. she could see the ship at the docks. Like always she would get stuck with nothing to do after midnight. Bored as she waited, Wolf begain to make her hand change shapes. She thoght of the book sitting on her table and it popped into her hands.
Ah, she thought, I'l just read The Art Of War tell the victums arrive.
poohlive
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Sabaka woke up, and yawned. He looked out the window, another dull and dreary day. Nothing to do outside, looks like people were going to need some inside comfort.
Another wonderful day for the whores. Sabaka got up, putting on his clothes. A tight black t shirt, along with blue jeans, the perfect look for a bouncer.
He could have been called the fix it guy, he fixed anyone who was out of line. Sometimes there were guys that came in here, giving things a little rougher than what they wanted. He had to keep the peace.
Sabaka chuckled, he was the whore police. Walking donwstairs, he gave a nod to one of the girls. He was always polite, but nothing came between business and pleasure. Businesss was business, and pleasure was pleasure.
That's how it was.
He walked up to the front, looking outside. A ship was already docked, and people were starting to come out.
"Looks like a good group," he commented, standing beside the door. His arms folded over his chest. He tried to make his first impression intimidating.
He nodded to Wolf. She looked tired today. There obviously was something wrong with her. He would have a talk with her later. Part time bouncer, part time counselor.
He smiled, it wasn't much of a life, but it was a life anyways.
He was alive... Sabaka breathed in deeply, he had that.
Another wonderful day for the whores. Sabaka got up, putting on his clothes. A tight black t shirt, along with blue jeans, the perfect look for a bouncer.
He could have been called the fix it guy, he fixed anyone who was out of line. Sometimes there were guys that came in here, giving things a little rougher than what they wanted. He had to keep the peace.
Sabaka chuckled, he was the whore police. Walking donwstairs, he gave a nod to one of the girls. He was always polite, but nothing came between business and pleasure. Businesss was business, and pleasure was pleasure.
That's how it was.
He walked up to the front, looking outside. A ship was already docked, and people were starting to come out.
"Looks like a good group," he commented, standing beside the door. His arms folded over his chest. He tried to make his first impression intimidating.
He nodded to Wolf. She looked tired today. There obviously was something wrong with her. He would have a talk with her later. Part time bouncer, part time counselor.
He smiled, it wasn't much of a life, but it was a life anyways.
He was alive... Sabaka breathed in deeply, he had that.
Christian sighed and squinted at the lighthouse. His cigarette, long forgotten and burned out, dangled from his wind-seared lips.
Hell Port. Sure, it was an unusual name for a harbor, but he'd heard stranger during his time at sea - sailors tended to have funny senses of humor. It was everything else.
Christian was a sailor of the old school - he loved the sea, could never do anything with his life but ply the waves. 'Course, after what happened during his time in the navy he'd be lucky to be cabin boy on a garbage scow.
Then, outta nowhere, this job. As captain, no less, and for an exorbitant sum of money...and at his young age. It was too good to be true, he thought when he accepted. Forgetting, of course, the first phrase in the cynic's bible: if it sounds too good to be true, it likely is.
The passengers, for example. Some of them were obviously rolling in dough, others looked as though they'd been scraped off the bottom of a bilge pump. None had left their rooms much during the voyage, none socialized with what little crew there was. And what the hell was in those crates they'd loaded on? He'd asked, of course. "Better you don't know," his employers had said with a wink and a grin.
Ah, to hell with it, thought Christian, spitting out the butt and lighting another. At least I'm sailing.
He walked out from the bridge, vaulting lightly over the railing and walking over to one of the men who'd met the ship. His arms were crossed over his chest - his MASSIVE chest. He sized Christian up with a professional eye, and Christian tried hard not to think of the small pistol he had tucked in his jacket pocket.
"Hey," he said, trying to sound casual. "Santiago. Christian Santiago. I'm the new captain of the Bounty," he said, and smiled, jerking his thumb at the boat.
Hell Port. Sure, it was an unusual name for a harbor, but he'd heard stranger during his time at sea - sailors tended to have funny senses of humor. It was everything else.
Christian was a sailor of the old school - he loved the sea, could never do anything with his life but ply the waves. 'Course, after what happened during his time in the navy he'd be lucky to be cabin boy on a garbage scow.
Then, outta nowhere, this job. As captain, no less, and for an exorbitant sum of money...and at his young age. It was too good to be true, he thought when he accepted. Forgetting, of course, the first phrase in the cynic's bible: if it sounds too good to be true, it likely is.
The passengers, for example. Some of them were obviously rolling in dough, others looked as though they'd been scraped off the bottom of a bilge pump. None had left their rooms much during the voyage, none socialized with what little crew there was. And what the hell was in those crates they'd loaded on? He'd asked, of course. "Better you don't know," his employers had said with a wink and a grin.
Ah, to hell with it, thought Christian, spitting out the butt and lighting another. At least I'm sailing.
He walked out from the bridge, vaulting lightly over the railing and walking over to one of the men who'd met the ship. His arms were crossed over his chest - his MASSIVE chest. He sized Christian up with a professional eye, and Christian tried hard not to think of the small pistol he had tucked in his jacket pocket.
"Hey," he said, trying to sound casual. "Santiago. Christian Santiago. I'm the new captain of the Bounty," he said, and smiled, jerking his thumb at the boat.
Wolfstalker
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Wolf nodded to Saba. She knew that look. Time for more heart to heart she thought. She watched as the ship egain to unload.
"Why? why do they come here? Don't complaine lass, they keep ya fed." She said to herself. She looked over the people getting off the boat. A youg man was talking to...he was a wee bit cute.
Wolf felt something hit her head.She looked up as a hand went back into the woodwork."I said a wee bit, ya stupid old house."
When she had been small, Wolf had thought it keen to live in a house that was alive. But know it angred her a bit. The hose could hear her thoughts.
"Lke having a nanny who never sleeps, living here is."
Wolf waied for the guest, book infront of her face.
"Why? why do they come here? Don't complaine lass, they keep ya fed." She said to herself. She looked over the people getting off the boat. A youg man was talking to...he was a wee bit cute.
Wolf felt something hit her head.She looked up as a hand went back into the woodwork."I said a wee bit, ya stupid old house."
When she had been small, Wolf had thought it keen to live in a house that was alive. But know it angred her a bit. The hose could hear her thoughts.
"Lke having a nanny who never sleeps, living here is."
Wolf waied for the guest, book infront of her face.
poohlive
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"Christian Santiago?"
The name didn't matter much, he knew why he was here. People usually came in looking extremely sheepy, he knew why they were here. Staring them down like some judge didn't help much. He gracefully side stepped, letting the man inside.
"Welcome, enjoy your stay."
His cool voice spoke with a perfect manner. He loved his job, and as long as they paid and didn't hurt the girls too bad, he could care less what they did or who they were.
He would just wear this smile, until it was time for action.
Smiling, he walked behind Wolf. (hey, your name is wolf, and mine's sabaka, which is Russian for Dog, thats ironic).
His broad shoulders still flexed impressively at the new comers.
"Oh stop scaring them," Wolf teased.
Sabaka rolled his eyes, and let his arms drop to his side.
The name didn't matter much, he knew why he was here. People usually came in looking extremely sheepy, he knew why they were here. Staring them down like some judge didn't help much. He gracefully side stepped, letting the man inside.
"Welcome, enjoy your stay."
His cool voice spoke with a perfect manner. He loved his job, and as long as they paid and didn't hurt the girls too bad, he could care less what they did or who they were.
He would just wear this smile, until it was time for action.
Smiling, he walked behind Wolf. (hey, your name is wolf, and mine's sabaka, which is Russian for Dog, thats ironic).
His broad shoulders still flexed impressively at the new comers.
"Oh stop scaring them," Wolf teased.
Sabaka rolled his eyes, and let his arms drop to his side.
Jace:
I awaited the mistress's call to see wat was my work for the day. I knocked on the door and as the house being a good friend of mine opened the door for me. I see her doing that thing she does to me always as she knows that I love. She fucking her sheets and moaning. It was making me hot. I kissed her nipple.
"Good morning mistress" I smiled. "What can I do for you today?"
I awaited the mistress's call to see wat was my work for the day. I knocked on the door and as the house being a good friend of mine opened the door for me. I see her doing that thing she does to me always as she knows that I love. She fucking her sheets and moaning. It was making me hot. I kissed her nipple.
"Good morning mistress" I smiled. "What can I do for you today?"
Stay? Christian looked over his shoulder at the ship - HIS ship now, he reminded himself feircely - and noticed that with all the hustle and bustle, it didn't seem like any of the deckhands were preparing the ship to disembark anytime soon. Well, it had been a long journey - usual modus operandi was likely to take a little well deserved shore leave.
"Oh, stop scaring them," said an amused female voice. Christian looked back to catch a glimpse of young, yet hardened blue eyes staring at him for a moment before duckeing back behind an ancient, battered copy of the Art of War.
"Good book," said Christian, slightly unsettled. "Old roomate of mine used to claim our college rez was the perfect defensible position according to the Art of War."
At that point a member of his crew walked past, tossing Christian his rucksack. He nodded his thanks.
"So," he said. "What's the drill? Anywhere I can call kip for the night?"
"Oh, stop scaring them," said an amused female voice. Christian looked back to catch a glimpse of young, yet hardened blue eyes staring at him for a moment before duckeing back behind an ancient, battered copy of the Art of War.
"Good book," said Christian, slightly unsettled. "Old roomate of mine used to claim our college rez was the perfect defensible position according to the Art of War."
At that point a member of his crew walked past, tossing Christian his rucksack. He nodded his thanks.
"So," he said. "What's the drill? Anywhere I can call kip for the night?"
RudeNastyAssBitch
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The Patch Test
For what seemed like a most erotic eternity, I rolled and screwed the red silk sheets, Waiting for my fix it guy. I heard the knock and felt the house heave and moan as it opened the heavy oak door for him.
He Moved silenty into the room and over to my side, kissing my nipple and rolling the other between his fingers.
"What may I do For You Mistress?" He asked, quite breathless ly.
Climbing up to sit on my knees, Spreading my thighs as wide apart as my hips would let. Arching my back, then swinging my long hair behind me and tickling the soles of my feet with the silky tresses, I Run my hands down over my round, hard stomach and press my fingers into my hot little cunt. Rubbing and grunting, rolling my hips back and forth, I answer him in a soft, sexy voice.
"My trick and I seem to have cracked the headbaord and gotten something very sticky all over the sheets"
Giggling, I add,
"Be a good boy and fix it please. Don't mind me, I'll just stay and watch you work!"
Eyeing his perfect body from his eyes to his crotch. I love a good hard man!
For what seemed like a most erotic eternity, I rolled and screwed the red silk sheets, Waiting for my fix it guy. I heard the knock and felt the house heave and moan as it opened the heavy oak door for him.
He Moved silenty into the room and over to my side, kissing my nipple and rolling the other between his fingers.
"What may I do For You Mistress?" He asked, quite breathless ly.
Climbing up to sit on my knees, Spreading my thighs as wide apart as my hips would let. Arching my back, then swinging my long hair behind me and tickling the soles of my feet with the silky tresses, I Run my hands down over my round, hard stomach and press my fingers into my hot little cunt. Rubbing and grunting, rolling my hips back and forth, I answer him in a soft, sexy voice.
"My trick and I seem to have cracked the headbaord and gotten something very sticky all over the sheets"
Giggling, I add,
"Be a good boy and fix it please. Don't mind me, I'll just stay and watch you work!"
Eyeing his perfect body from his eyes to his crotch. I love a good hard man!
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Wolf smiled at the man.
"It is an okay book. I've read better. Sab will show you where ya can go and what ya can do."
Wolf stuck her foot out as some of his crew mates ryed to pass.
"Welcome, gentleman. Your pleasure is our buisness. If you'll follow Sab e'll take you to the main room. The Mistress will be down soon."
Wolf smiled as they pasted. Suckers, she thought. She noticed that the cute one stayed behind.
"Hurry now. Ya don't want to miss the fun. I'm sure the Captain will understand."
He threw back his head and laughed."I am the Capatain."
"It is an okay book. I've read better. Sab will show you where ya can go and what ya can do."
Wolf stuck her foot out as some of his crew mates ryed to pass.
"Welcome, gentleman. Your pleasure is our buisness. If you'll follow Sab e'll take you to the main room. The Mistress will be down soon."
Wolf smiled as they pasted. Suckers, she thought. She noticed that the cute one stayed behind.
"Hurry now. Ya don't want to miss the fun. I'm sure the Captain will understand."
He threw back his head and laughed."I am the Capatain."
Christian had to laugh. It was true; he didn't look the part - he was Captain of men twice his age. "I am the captain," he explained at the girl's quizzical look.
He shook his head ruefully. Mistress? "Your pleasure is our business"? He was starting to get a picture of what went on here, and it was a little odd.
"Christian Santiago," he said, smiling and extending his hand. "The new captain. What do you do around here?"
He shook his head ruefully. Mistress? "Your pleasure is our business"? He was starting to get a picture of what went on here, and it was a little odd.
"Christian Santiago," he said, smiling and extending his hand. "The new captain. What do you do around here?"
Wolfstalker
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Wolf smiled and shook his hand."I'm Wolf, Chris. And as for what I do around here...you could call me a jack-of-all-trades. I do alittle bodyguarding,alittle repair work,a little cooking, besacly anything I'm told to do do."
Wolf looked him up and down. Hmm, he's kinda young to be a captain, she thought. Wolf could feel the house oking her in the back.
BACK OFF, she thought, I'LL SEND HIM!!!!
"Well Chris as much of a pleasure as it was to meet you, Sab doesn't like to be kept waiting. Besides, you'll miss all the fun if you stay here with me."
Wolf looked him up and down. Hmm, he's kinda young to be a captain, she thought. Wolf could feel the house oking her in the back.
BACK OFF, she thought, I'LL SEND HIM!!!!
"Well Chris as much of a pleasure as it was to meet you, Sab doesn't like to be kept waiting. Besides, you'll miss all the fun if you stay here with me."
