YV's Vice Den ~ You know you wanna.

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Now Open/Hiring.

Short of a few bucks? Take a room here for a while and earn them. After a fast, hard, nasty RP session? Pay a girl who's online and use her like the whore she is.

The Rules

Girls should post a pic of their char along with likes and limits. You can dream up a different girl every time you work if you wish or keep the same char.

A transaction lasts only for the time the participants are online for. Putting yourself on invisible is cheating.

Threesomes/gangbangs etc must be consented to by all involved parties.

Nonconsensual/BDSM RP is only acceptable if the girl has indicated that she's ok with it in her profile.

Please keep negotiations simple or take it to pm.

Strictly no illiterates, fucktards, minors, corpses, or animals. Everything else is at the working girl's discretion. No refunds or complaints. Play nice because ultimately, my word is final. I will put anyone who's obnoxious on ignore and then you will not be able to see this thread.

*nods eloquently to the 6'5" hunk of black bouncer filling the doorway*

Let the fun begin. :D
 
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Grrr. Original pic I chose has stopped working. Another is attached.

Name: Suki
Age: 20
Stats: 5ft, 32B tits.
Orientation: Heteroflexible, very sub.

Into: BDSM including nonconsent, violence, gangbangs and all kinds of fun.

Limits: scat, drinking piss, vomit, furries, incest.

Bio: Suki came to the west hoping for a better life. She was duped and sold into prostitution, where she tried futilely to work for her freedom. Eventually escaped but discovered that she was naturally masochistic and prostitution is still the most lucrative work she can do. Speaks little English but knows all the relevant slang.
 
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Vance had a long week of dealing with idiots at work and needed to unwind before going home. He thought about calling one of his usual sluts-for-hire, but wanted a new young fresh thing to use and abuse. He heard about a hot little Asian minx who could take a great deal of punishment. Vance wanted to work off his frustration, and nothing was more therapeutic than using a slut for all she was worth. He just got paid, it was time to get laid. He headed to her place of business and pounded on her door.
 
Suki opened the door slightly, which had a thick chain on it to prevent unwanted guests. The man looked like trouble but she'd seen plenty of trouble before. She told him her terms in a low tone.

"So what's it to be?" She asked, meeting his gaze with apparent fearlessness.

[Back in 15 but don't go away. Would also appreciate some description of your guy]
 
Vance's cock was already aching for some action. He didn't feel like waiting long, just getting down to business. The tall, thick, muscular black man didn't have any fat or hair on his body, except for his eyebrows. His muscles ached from a long day of driving the garbage truck and dumping lots of trashcans. Any scent of refuse was gone after the long shower he took.

"So, you must be Sucky. At least, that's what my buddies that... paid... you a visit last time called you. I heard that you're good at that - sucking, I mean. I bet you're good at lots of things."

He smiled at himself, then licked his lips, eyeing her petite figure through the gap in the door that was ajar. He thought it was cute how she thought the thick chain on the door would be enough to keep him out.

"'What's it to be?'" he aped her. "It is to be that you love me long time," he continued, mocking her broken English with the Asian accent, showing a wad of $100 bills in his big black fist.

After she let him in, he stood right behind her as she locked the door, towering over her little frame, looking down at her. He made sure to stay silent, so that she would run into him right when she turned around.

When she looked up at him through her almond shaped eyes, he put his paw around her throat and lifted her until she was on the tips of her toes.
 
She started in surprise when he grabbed her but Suki wasn't stupid enough to struggle. The toes of her knees high boots barely touched the ground. Her slim body was lovingly encased in a black satin bustier, thong panties and stockings and suspenders. She stared up at him pleadingly as the familiar adrenaline kick flooded her veins. Sure, he had money but whether she would persuade him to part with any of it remained to be seen. Suki's hands found his belt buckle and then slipped down to gently caress him through his pants. She liked rough sex and she liked it rougher than most women did but she wanted to convey that he didn't have to beat the shit out of her in order to get what he wanted.

Unless of course, beating the shit out of her was what he wanted.
 
He let her try to free his cock while he watched her pale face turn pink then red as he carried her by her throat to the bed. He tossed her onto the bed like a rag doll. While she recovered and caught her breath, he finished what she started, taking off his jeans and t-shirt, revealing his chiseled frame and long, thick, cut cock. He spit on his hand and started stroking his dick as he climbed into bed with the her.

"You've seen me naked, now it's time to see you naked." Prying her legs apart, he knelt between them and leaned over her body, sinking his fingers into the black bustier and effortlessly ripping the fabric open, provided an unrestricted view of her cream colored tits. He molested her with one hand while smothering her mouth and nose with the other. When she tried to protect herself, he grabbed both of her wrists with one hand and pinned them down under her own head, suffocating her and restraining her with one big powerful hand.

"Hmmm, tits are on the small side. But you know what that means? It means they're more sensitive." He grabbed a nipple between his fingers and pinched hard. "You like that, you dirty Asian slut?" He added twisting to the pinch until he felt her scream into his hand. "I asked you a question." He wanted to her hear talk in her broken English. He switched to the other one nipple, hurting that one too, using pain to prevent her from passing out from lack of air. When her eyes started rolling back, he let go, then pressed his mouth on her pouty lips and exhaled hard, filling her lungs up with air, his air.

"Don't you pass out on me, yet, slut. I'm just getting started." He smacked each side of her face a couple of times to make her snap back to reality. Still holding her hands down, now above her head, he smacked her tits too. The impact wasn't loud enough to please his ears, so he flipped her over onto her back. Putting her wrists in the small of her back this time, he smacked each of her ass cheeks until they turned a nice share of pink. She could feel his huge erection resting on the back of one of her thighs.

He backpedaled off the bed, dragging her with him. "Stand up." He assumed a fighting stance, body turned a little to the side, fists up.
 
Suki had met men like this one before and there was nothing to do except obey them until they were done. She couldn't stop herself from fighting when he smothered her but apart from that, she kept her reactions to a minimum. She was somewhat grateful for the pain he inflicted because it kept her alert. Passing out on this one might be the last thing she ever did.

Suki was startled when he moved backwards and told her to stand. She did so but moved away from his raised fists, raising her hands in a placatory gesture.

"No!" She told him, shaking her head vigorously. "Fuck, yes? No fight. I suck you yes?" She offered, remembering what he had said to her at the door.

Suki eyed the bedroom door but it was unlikely she'd get very far if she tried to run. She stared helplessly at the crazed black giant, backing away across the mattress.
 
He visualized the combination he practiced at the dojo. Ignoring her pleas, he planted his front left foot into the ground, swiveled his hips and swung his right leg out in an arc that landed his shin straight into the side of her thigh. The thud was light, which meant it hurt bad. Before she had a chance to go down, he switched feet, then did the same with his other shin to her other hip. He smiled as she collapsed back onto the bed, her elbows digging into the edge of the mattress before sliding off as she slumped down on the floor.

It felt like her thighs got hit with baseball bats. He held back on his kick, making sure not to break bones, just set her muscles on fire. He admired his handiwork. He kicked pads hundreds of times, but never unprotected flesh. As she lay on her back, he grabbed her ankles and held her legs perpendicular to the floor. He lifted up one of his feet and brought it straight down between her legs, stomping her pussy and twisting his foot against her panty-covered slit.

"Okay, enough foreplay," he growled down to her. He let her legs flop open wide. He ripped off her black thong, not wanting to bother sliding them up her legs. He knelt between her legs as she lay on her back on the floor. He took his raging hard cock and gripped the base, swinging the long thick shaft down, making his fat mushroom cockhead smack her clit hard. He spit on her cunt, popped his cockhead into her hole, and shoved his meat into hers until he bottomed out.

"Damn, you're pussy is tight, bitch," he complimented. Only about half his cock was in her. He pulled back and slammed back in deeper, stretching her pussy out to accommodate him.
 
[Suki is going to remain closed to vin_26m for the time being.]

Suki didn't even have breath to scream with as she was kicked hard in each thigh and went crashing off the bed and onto the floor. Her legs felt like they were on fire, like a freight train had run clean over them. Then he was towering over her, lifting her numbed limbs and driving his foot into her pussy. The man was a total psycho. It felt like he had crushed her pelvis and all Suki could do was emit a low, agonised groan.

"Ok, enough foreplay." He sneered, his voice an impossibly deep rumble, growling with pent up arousal. He landed heavily on his knees and ripped her thong away, smacking his huge cock down onto her clit and spitting on it. Realising what was about to happen, Suki finally found her voice. Who knew what diseases this bastard was carrying if this was his idea of fun?

"Condom. PLEASE! Condom! I good, I let you play rough but condom... please!"

She screamed as he forced his way into her, punching her cervix and ripping into her dry pussy. His spit was not near enough to lubricate the entry of an organ that size and Suki squealed helplessly as he drew back and thrust even deeper, impaling her on even more of it. She clawed at the floor, aware that clawing chunks out of her psycho assailant would be a bad idea.

"No! Is too big! Too big! Please stop!"
 
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Vance looked down at the prostitute while he pumped his big black dick into her. "No, whore. No condom. I want to feel you. I don't care if you have any diseases. I probably have had all them already anyway. Heh."

After a couple of thrusts, he could only fit around half his cock in her, just past the foreskin scar around his shaft. Still, her tight tunnel felt incredible around his sensitive cockhead. He liked lots of friction and her dry cunt was just what he wanted to feel after beating her down into submission.

Even though her mouth was saying no, her body wasn't putting up much of a fight. He kind of wish she did struggle more - then he would hurt her more using something other than just his cock in her pussy. For now though, her screams filled the air like music to his ears, and he shifted his hips with every subsequent thrust, ramming his cock along a different wall each time. He could even seen her tight tummy bump up with some of his well placed strokes.

"Too big? Don't act like you don't like it, you slanty-eyed bitch. I know you love getting stretched out like the dirty slut you are."

As he worked his dick further into her with every stroke and scream, Vance thought about when he was in the army, being stationed in Southeast Asia. He was a regular visitor with the LBFMs, or little brown fucking machines. He fucked scores of whores over there. This piece of Asian ass reminded him of those sluts, except her fairer skin contrasted even more nicely with his own, which was black as night.

He thrust hard into her over and over. "Gonna break you in half, bitch. Gonna break you in half with my fucking big black dick." It wasn't enough to use her. He was fucking her like he wanted to penetrate her womb, to make his cock pop out of her mouth. Her little body inched up against the carpet. Already she could feel the rugburns.

Then came the knock on the door.

It was a pattern. Three knocks, a pause, then two knocks, another pause, then one knock.

He pulled out of her and stood up. He noticed her cell phone by her bed. He took it, showed it to her, then threw it a few feet away from her, out of arm's reach but within range of crawling. "Be right back, bitch. Don't go away."

Vance answered the door. When the visitor saw him already naked, he said, "Damn, Vance, starting the party without me already? Same old Vance." They clenched hands, then the other man came in, equal in stature and build to Vance, but white.

Vance made introductions. "Animal, this is our plaything for tonight, Sucky. Sucky, meet Animal."

Animal blinked his eyes in disbelief. "Damn, this bitch looks just like that bitch we offed. Too bad we had to get rid of her before she squealed. I guess now's our chance to relive the memory."

Animal dropped a big black duffle bag on the ground, opened it up and started looking through it.
 
Suki got to the cell phone but was lying on her stomach pressing buttons when the two men returned. The new guy was equally huge and Suki was not happy about the bag they were going through either. She hit more buttons on the cell phone and then dragged her body under the bed to try and buy herself a little more time.

A swift exchange in Mandarin ensued before she hung up. There were some guys coming over to rescue her but they were Triad and tiny compared to her attackers, though they could more than handle themselves. They were also at least 15mins away.
 
Vance asked, "What'd she say?"

"Something about two crazy motherfuckers are trying to kill her," replied Animal.

Both men reached under the bed, but couldn't get a grasp of her. Since the bed was keeping her out of reach, they picked up the bed, mattress, boxspring, frame, and all, and tossed it aside. Animal grabbed the mattress and threw it at Suki, pinning her under it.

"Remember last time we got some slut under a mattress, bro?" Animal asked.

Vance responded by nodding, then stomping on Suki through the mattress. Animal joined in, the two men laughing the whole time while Suki, already pinned under the mass of the mattress, was flattened into the carpet.

They dragged her limp, battered body out from under the mattress and tossed her on top of it. Animal secured an O-ring gag in her mouth, keeping Suki's jaw wide open. Vance fastened a belt around her waist, then cuffed her wrists to the belt, keeping her hands restrained by her hips.

They lay her on her back with her head hanging off the edge of the mattress. Vance put his cock through the O-ring and down Suki's throat while Animal plunged deep into her tunnel between her pried open legs.

"How much time we got?" asked Vance.

"Probably like 10 minutes before the fireworks start. Those gook gangsters are in for a nice ambush by Randy and Slugger. Heh."

"Nice. Let's switch. I want to feel this bitch's cunt again. Try this mouth out."
 
She had known they wouldn't be deterred and Suki cowered on the floor as the bed flew through the air and the mattress landed on top of her. Then they started stamping on her and all she could do was curl into a foetal ball with her arms protecting her head. She couldn't follow their English but the laughter was eloquent enough. She was shaking and hyperventilating by the time they pulled her out, though her legs were regaining feeling, which wasn't exactly great because they ached terribly. She was dumped on the mattress and then they manhandled her into an O gag and restrained her arms. She couldn't stop shaking, her eyes flitting wildly from one man to the other as they both got ready to penetrate her with the biggest cocks she had ever seen. She was so petite that they should have butted heads when the black guy rammed himself down her throat and the white guy shoved himself equally hard into her maimed cunt.

It was horrible, it felt like her insides were being ripped to shreds. Suki was unable to move, scream or even breathe. She had precious little chance to haul air into her lungs between powerful thrusts of the huge black cock in her throat and when she could inhale, she gasped thick ropes of saliva and precum into her lungs. After a few minutes of this treatment it sounded as though Suki was drowning and her body started going limp. They even had a brief conversation as though they were sat either side of a dinner table rather than forcibly spit-roasting a tiny Chinese whore. The black guy pulled out and they switched ends, during which time Suki was just about coherent enough to take a few deep breaths. Her face was red and tear streaked and the O gag was testing the elasticity of her mouth, having been made for a larger, western person to wear. It felt like her mouthcorners were going to burst and bleed.

She stared up and shook her head at the white guy as his blood streaked cock swayed menacingly over her head, still trying to convey that she was in no way consenting to any of this.

[Damn vin, you're going to scare everyone the hell away from my thread. And I don't even care.]
 
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Vance and Animal were quality mercenaries and solid soldiers of fortune. Furthermore, they both did combat drugs to make them more effective in war - physically, mentally and emotionally - and more like assholes in peace. They never retreat, quit or surrender. And they always followed orders. Even orders like, "Fuck the bitch to near death."

After that, it was as easy as pounding the whore's holes to oblivion with hard aching supersized cocks. Their dicks felt like they were on fire, and fucking Suki's holes was dipping their cocks into soft ice cream.

It wasn't just her pussy and her ass getting punished. They took turns mauling her little tits. "Not a lot to grab onto, but plenty to smack around." Without missing a beat on the penetrations, Suki's tits were scratched, slapped, pinched, twisted and tugged, her screams muffled by the cock down her throat, mixed with the sounds of her cunt juices dripping.

"Damn, this bitch is wet. Fucking whore wants it."

Most bitches would have passed out long ago. This hot little Asian piece of ass could take it. She was going to last longer than the rest. Just more to enjoy.

They pulled out and stood over her, one on each side. One of them released a hot stream of steamy piss right onto pussy. Slowly he trailed up her body, to her belly button. Another stream of urine hit one of her nipples, then went across her chest to the other. They were blessing her with a piss cross.

Animal got on his back and Vance dropped her on him. Animal lifted up Suki's little body effortlessly and pushed her pussy down on his cock. He pulled her forward by her nipples and hung her open mouth over his shoulder right into a piss puddle soaked into the mattress. While she alternated between sniffing the smell of their piss or taking deep breaths of the urine-tinged bitterness, Vance pushed his cock into Suki next to Animal's, then thrust in deep, impaling and stretching Suki's cunt beyond repair, while she was smelling or tasting piss between screams.

As she moaned through the ring gag, she noticed her cell phone was by her face. One of them had hit redial, reconnecting with her help, letting them hear her anguish. Occasional snippets of Chinese came out of the phone, interrupted by her reaction to Vance pulling his black dick out of her slit and ramming it into her ass.
 
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Any protest Suki might have made to being double-ended by them again was lost as the white guy tried to outdo his friend and get even further down her throat. Her little tits were smacked, scratched and battered so badly that the felt like they were on fire. She was buffeted between the two men as they battled to both get as deep inside her as possible. Her body was lubricating her pussy in self defence but it was too little, too late and there was probably just as much blood as cuntjuice facilitating the black guy's annihilation of her G spot. Despite everything she was suffering, Suki could feel the approach of a tortured climax. She would welcome it when it came, knowing it would kick her pain threshold up a gear.

"Damn, this bitch is wet. Fucking whore wants it."

Suki actually understood that and even in the midst of her ordeal she couldn't help feeling total indignation that anyone would want this. She let out a howl of protest that was swiftly cut off by the white guy thrusting into her throat again. By the time they pulled out, she was done wriggling, squirming and yelling. Suki was exhausted and in agony but they had further indignities for her.

They pissed on her, grunting and emitting streams of foetid urine that spoke of hours getting drunk and high. They both did their best to cover her body with it, though why they wanted to fuck a whore who stank of piss was hard to comprehend. Suki just lay there, a hyperventilating wreck, violently shaking from head to foot. Her dark almond eyes went from one guy's face to the other in total shock.

Then they were moving swiftly again. The white guy lay down and she was lifted and dropped onto his body. He sneered at her O-gagged face as he lifted her and forced her pussy down onto his cock. Her stretched and lacerated cunt slid all the way down, dragging her clit down over the thick, veiny shaft and making her shudder violently despite everything. He yanked on her nipples and put her face over his shoulder. His arms went around her but only to keep her in place. She felt the black guy approach and tried to mentally brace herself for some DP but he ignored her asshole and instead crammed himself into her cunt alongside the other guy's cock.

The shriek that erupted from Suki's lungs was hideous. Her maimed cunt tried to flex and failed, tearing her further and causing internal bleeding. She carried right on screaming as her orgasm hit like a punch to the gut. The huge cocks stabbed into her again and again as her cunt convulsed and bled. Suki spotted the cell phone and saw they had called her boys, just before her eyes rolled up.

The black guy's violent entry into her ass brought even more raw pain and it roused her as she cried out, her screaming descending into sobs. Her whole body was quivering and she couldn't form a single coherent thought, the pain was just too great. She lay there defeatedly, inhaling the strong scent of their piss and feeling her holes mercifully relax as her awareness started to drift again.
 
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Animal and Vance pulverized Suki's cunt and asshole with the massive lengths and girths of their cocks. Suki managed to catch snippets of their conversation as she both passed out and woke up from pain.

"... bleeding all over us like a virgin..."

"... she fucking came. Bitch fucking came on both of us..."

"... gonna break her ass in half, too..."

"... this new Viagra is way better than the original..."

Vance pulled out of her ass. She was stretched wide, and the light happened to be angled perfectly to see the damage he was doing to her insides. Slowly, her asshole started closing up, until he shoved two fingers of each hand in, and started stretching her out again.

"Let me get in there," said Animal. Vance grabbed Suki by her hair and flipped her over. He made her lay back on top of Animal, and lifted her knees up to her chest. Animal's cock found Suki's asshole like a pain-seeking missile, then plunged in deep, groaning into her ear, "Let's see how you like that, slanty-eyed slut."

Vance put his dick back into Suku's pussy to lube it up with her blood and juices, then pulled out and entered her asshole too. Suki's hands, still attached to the belt they put on her, hung limply at her sides. Her mouth was dry from being open for so long. Vance noticed this and spit some saliva into her mouth while Animal reached around her chest and mercilessly tortured her tits.

Sometimes one cock stayed at the stretched ring of anal muscle while the other pistoned in and out of her. Sometimes one stayed in deep while the other thrust into her repeatedly. Eventually, they were both ramming their cocks into her ass in a synchronous rhythm, adding to the impact by lifting her hips up and down. Blood from her pussy leaked down and coated Vance's cock, while blood from her ass covered Animal's balls.

After what seemed like an eternity, both men pulled out, pulling Suki to her knees while they stood on either side of her. Animal came first, shoving his cock down her throat, shooting some jizz straight down her throat to her belly, then pulled out to cover her tongue with his thick, acrid cum. Vance covered Suki's face with ropes of his own semen, aiming first for the corners of her eyes to see his cum follow the established trails of tears and smeared makeup, then at her nostrils to plug them up. The rest of his load went into her mouth, which he covered, forcing her to swallow their ball batter before being allowed to breathe again.

Both men were still hard and wanted more. Animal dragged her to a large mirror, letting her see her reflection through the one eye that wasn't glued shut with cum. As she witnessed the damage they did to her, Animal slammed her face into the mirror, breaking the glass and her nose.

"Yo, man, they're here."

Vance bent Suki over the window, balancing her hips against the bottom part of the frame. If he let go, she would fall out, but he held her tight enough that she couldn't put herself out of her misery. A black import with tinted windows pulled up, and six Asian gangsters came out. Vance pounded Suki's cunt to the rhythm of the staccato of machinegun fire coming from his buddies waiting in ambush, cutting the Triads down in one salvo. A couple more single gunshots finished her would-be rescuers off.

A call came on the radio in Animal's duffle bag. "Mission accomplished. Tie up the loose end and return to the safehouse."
 
The pain in her holes was now so overwhelming that Suki's brain was over-riding her receptors, deciding it didn't want to know what was happening to her. The agony she was in washed over her in waves and in the tsunami of sensation, the individual stabs that should have told her exactly what was happening to her were lost. Her eyes would glaze and roll up as the onslaught continued before widening with raw anguish when the two men surpassed themselves and caused enough momentary pain to break through the neurological static.

With a rush of panic Suki felt like she was flying or falling. Her tortured mind showed up behind her eyes after what felt like an eternity of disorientation but in reality, she had merely been lifted bodily off of the white guy. The floor smacked her knees hard as she landed on it and if the white guy hadn't grabbed a fistful of her hair Suki would have pitched forwards onto the floor. Her relief at that was extremely short lived however, as his next act was to ram himself down her throat again, spurting his load into it along with the acrid tastes of blood and her own faeces. Then she barely had time for half a breath before the black guy was cumming all over her face, gumming her eyes and nose up. The rest of it went down the O gag and then his huge hand landed over her mouth and plugged it completely. Suki swallowed down the second bitter load and then had a few agonising seconds of wondering whether he was just going to smother her to death before he finally let her breathe. Her body went limp with relief that they were finally done fucking her but Suki was hoisted into the air once more and dumped in front of a mirror.

Her face was smothered in ropes of cum, her makeup plastered down it. Bruises and fingermarks covered her body and her tits were so red, scratched and battered that they were bright red against her skin. Her mouth was stretched wide by the O gag and coated with the residues of cum, blood, piss and the black guy's spit. Both her holes were bleeding profusely and just looking at them in the mirror prompted her body to send a fresh wave of excruciating communication detailing how utterly ruined they were. Suki's throat had been tenderised beyond all recognition and between that and the dryness it had suffered she was in too much pain to try making any sound at all.

Suki watched her eyes widen and her terrified face lurch forwards. She barely had time to close her eyes before she struck the mirror and felt her nose pop. She was simply too far gone to care as they dragged her to the window and made her watch her guys die.

"Mission accomplished. Tie up the loose end and return to the safehouse."

The radio was loud and clear enough for her to understand. Suki prayed to whatever was up there that they would kill her quickly.
 
Vance tossed Suki back on the mattress, then removed her restraints and gag. She was too beaten to put up any more of a fight and there was no need to prevent her from doing so anymore.

Animal pulled out a large caliber handgun, cocked it, and aimed it at Suki's head.

"No," said Vance, "I found her. I get to do it."

Animal shrugged and started packing up some of the gear. He pulled out a couple of dark blue coverall uniforms and ball caps that said "Medical Examiner" and a big black bag... a body bag.

Vance straddled Suki, pulling out a large combat knife.

"How's it gonna be bitch? Fast..." He let the tip of the knife graze her skin, from one side of her neck to the other. Then he moved it down her chest between her tits and over her heart. She wasn't getting cut, but she could definitely feel the cold steel and sharp edge. "...Or slow?" He moved the knife all over her body, lightly scratching the soft smooth Asian skin.

Vance was getting hard again at the sight of her being at his mercy, already battered with bruises, black eyes and a broken nose. He stuck his dick back inside her, wanting to be the last thing she felt before she was gone. He wanted to fuck her to death, then keep fucking her after.

As he thrust his cock into her cunt over and over again, he grabbed her throat with his left hand and switched grips on his knife with the right one. He brought down the blade, stabbing at the mattress on either side of Suki's head in time with the strokes of his dick.

"You know what," said Vance. "I'm not done with this one."

As if they've done this many times before, Animal pulled out a stun gun and handed it to Vance. Vance held it front of Suki's face, turning it on, letting her see the little bolt of blue lightning and hear the crackling sound. He kept turning it on and off, taunting her, bringing it close to her skin as he fucked her, then jammed the device into her side and turned it on, sending electricity through her body and onto his dick until she passed out.

Unconscious, they put her in the body bag and carried her out of the room to their van.
 
Suki stared up at the black guy, her almond eyes still wider than they'd ever been as his knees landed heavily either side of her and he pulled out a vicious looking blade.

"How's it gonna be bitch? Fast..." he grinned evilly, "...Or slow?"

Suki wanted to say 'fast' as the serrated knife moved over her body, catching her skin in places. Her throat was as ruined as the rest of her however, so she only mouthed the word, for what it was worth. For now, they'd rendered her pretty much mute. She knew he would do as he pleased regardless of what she said anyway but it never hurt to ask.

It was going to be slow however, as he spread her legs and slammed back into her maimed cunt. Suki didn't even have the energy to protest, she just closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as raw pain stabbed rhythmically through her abdomen. He gripped her throat and she dared to hope he would end it then, crush her windpipe and let her die. The knife stabbed into the mattress right beside her head, making her flinch. He stabbed the mattress again and again, in time with his thrusts. The pain was becoming so great now Suki didn't think she'd notice if he swapped his cock for the blade.

"You know what, I'm not done with this one." He announced.

Suki watched with horror as he tossed the knife aside and produced a taser. He threatened her with it, turning it on and off and grazing her skin with it. Suki flinched away from every touch, as though there was any point. She shook her head vigorously, desperately wishing he would kill her.

Then he pressed it into her side and she felt the current go through her body. Agonised sounds were torn from her ruined throat as she convulsed and Suki could still feel him fucking her as she blacked out.
 
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Now Hiring.

Short of a few bucks? Take a room here for a while and earn them. After a fast, hard, nasty RP session? Pay a girl who's online and use her like the whore she is.

The Rules

Girls should post a pic of their char along with likes and limits. You can dream up a different girl every time you work if you wish or keep the same char.

A transaction lasts only for the time the participants are online for. Putting yourself on invisible is cheating.

Threesomes/gangbangs etc must be consented to by all involved parties.

Nonconsensual/BDSM RP is only acceptable if the girl has indicated that she's ok with it in her profile.

Please keep negotiations simple or take it to pm.

Strictly no illiterates, fucktards, minors, corpses, or animals. Everything else is at the working girl's discretion. No refunds or complaints. Play nice because ultimately, my word is final. I will put anyone who's obnoxious on ignore and then you will not be able to see this thread.

Introducing...

Taylor
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Aged 20. 5'4", 32B tits. Bisexual.

Submissive and masochistic with few limits. Particularly loves verbal humiliation, biting/bruising/choking and very rough sex. Feels bad about enjoying rough, abusive sex, which makes the whole thing even more humiliating for her.

Taylor is a single mom who will do virtually anything to pay the bills and giver her toddler a memorable Christmas. Got into the game for extra cash but is now living above her means and needs to keep turning tricks to get by.
 
Dr. Nathaniel Kline
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Bio: After years of living in the slums Dr. Kline saw the need for regulation and standards, even for the most elicit and obscene enterprises. Years of treating prostitutes for sexually transmitted diseases and late term abortions, Dr. Kline set in motion plans to establish a new brothel which would cater to the most extreme clients and ladies-of-the-evening.

After establishing partnerships with some of the more influential and well known fetish prostitutes in the area, Dr. Kline invested financially and lends his skills as a physician whenever he can to help keep the "Den" running as smoothly as it can.

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He was smoking a cigarette as he made his way through the maze of disgruntled looking Asians, all dressed in expensive looking suits and jabbering on to one another in a language which was nigh on unintelligible to Dr. Kline. It was his third visit to "The Den" this week, and it wasn't the health of the girls that kept the good doctor coming back.

As proper and fastidious as Dr. Kline was in his daily life, he had never been one to ignore the obvious. The well-respected doctor had become addicted to the very sort of deviant sex that he peddled in this place.

The presence of the thuggish looking Asian gentlemen likely meant that Suki had run into a spot of trouble. Dr. Kline would have to give her a checkup after he was done tending to his more carnal business at the Vice Den. He wasn’t here to tend to the little whores this time, they could lick their own wounds for a few hours. Long enough for Dr. Kline to satisfy his itch.

After pushing his way through the crowd outside, Dr. Kline stood in the lavishly decorated lobby, adorned with fine silks and a lavish salt water fish tank. The place would have looked downright luxurious were it not lit by red bulbs.

“I’m here.” Dr. Kline announced, still smoking his cigarette. “Where’s Taylor? I need a fix.”
 
Taylor's life had not turned out the way she had hoped. A few short years ago, she had been making her grades at school and dating a handsome jock. Brett hadn't been about to wait until she turned eighteen to get his hands on her and within a few short weeks he had pushed, lied and coerced her into sex. Taylor had believed that he loved her but things deteriorated rapidly once Brett had got what he wanted. He started treating her like shit, as though having given in to him made her a slut while elevating his own social status as he bragged about his conquest. Taylor had strenuously denied his claims but she missed her next period and had to suffer the indignity of having an underage pregnancy confirmed. Brett was increasingly aggressive towards her and Taylor just didn't have the courage to tell him he was going to be a father. Brett became especially feral when they had sex, slapping and bruising Taylor, forcing her to deepthroat him and leaving her feeling violated and used. Taylor put up with all of it, subconsciously punishing herself for ever liking Brett in the first place and for being stupid enough to get pregnant by him. She asked her doctor about abortion but couldn't go through with it and by the time Brett or her folks noticed her swelling belly, it was too late for Taylor to change her mind about motherhood. Brett had attacked her when she admitted to the pregnancy, bellowing that there was no way he was going to let some dumb slut ruin his life. He had even aimed a fist at her belly but Taylor had dodged him and fled.

Taylor was forced to drop out of school and her parents made it clear they thought she had totally fucked up her life. Brett sailed through his exams and disappeared off to college. Taylor's parents got resentful about supporting her and she was thoroughly demoralised by the time baby Mia entered the world. As soon as possible, Taylor moved out into a tiny studio apartment but making ends meet on government hand-outs was no fun. Running around after Mia and chasing every want ad in the paper got her slim again though and because she was so young, within a few months there was no physical evidence that Taylor had ever carried a child.

One night her parents offered to babysit and Taylor went clubbing with her friends, enjoying feeling like a teenager again. She had always loved dancing and it was nice to get looks from guys again, she had felt invisible to the opposite sex since she started going everywhere while pushing Mia in her pram. She noticed a guy was watching her but it was only when she returned to her friends and her drink that she got a better look and saw how much older than her he was. When he approached she was ready to give him the brush off but instead Taylor was handed his card and offered work in a strip club. She carried the card around for a week before she called him and within a short time, Taylor was earning decent money most evenings and paying a sitter to watch Mia. The stip work led easily into prostitution because there were plenty of guys who would pay extra for a blowjob or a fuck while secluded in her little dance cubicle. The wings on her back had come when a regular client turned out to be a tattoo artist and offered to ink her for free. He chose the design himself and then used her in promotional photos. Taylor had worked in the club for a couple of years before Kline had walked in.

He had paid extra for sex before pinning Taylor to the cubicle by her throat and choking her till he had a rag in her mouth to keep her quiet. Kline had proceeded to smack her around the tiny space, bit into her tits so hard Taylor had thought he was going to rip them off and then he raped her two remaining holes relentlessly. Taylor had cum repeatedly until Kline had left her a shuddering, violated wreck on the floor, standing over her and spraying cum onto her face and tits. He had thrown a few more bills at her, knowing she would be too bruised to work and instructed her to show up at a local address the following day, promising her more work and better pay for her 'assets.'

Taylor had been impressed by Kline's place but after the first night she had sworn she would never work for him again. There were few indignities his girls weren't forced to suffer. But the money was too damn good and again and again Taylor found herself dolling herself up and driving over to Kline's seedy club. She told herself it was only because she was desperate for the money.

Taylor told herself that a lot.

She stood under the shower, sluicing the stench of her last client from her body. Taylor's bed was still rumpled and various other toys and implements littered the room when a knock came on the door. She didn't hear it so the man entered, shouting above the rushing water as he picked things up from the floor and flung them into a wooden chest. He shook out the bedclothes and arranged them tidily with lightening speed.

"Taylor! Get your shit together. Kline wants to see you." The man did a quick sweep of the room and left once it was presentable. Kline was not the kind of man who you kept waiting.

"Fuck." She replied, rinsing off while looking over the glistening bruises and welts that had just been fading into the oubliette of her soul. Kline was the boss and he got to take liberties she would never condone with a paying guest. He even paid her and always generously so she could take the next day to recover. She wasn't in the mood for him tonight though because Kline was such hard fucking work. She felt exhausted and scared just knowing that he was in the building.

Taylor wrapped a towel around herself and started fixing her makeup with hands that trembled slightly, one ear cocked for the moment he chose to swagger through the door.
 
Kline swung the door to Taylor’s room open with enough force to put a hole in the wall, he was still smoking as he leaned against the doorframe watching her with a predatory glare. She must have just finished showering and straightening out her makeup, because though she was painted up like the whore they both knew her to be, she was only wearing a bland white towel. This fact dissatisfied Kline, who had very particular preferences when it came to his whores.

For Kline, half of the appeal was that whores generally looked like whores. They dressed in whorish clothes and moved in whorish ways and did whorish things. Taylor was only half way toward fulfilling his desires for depravity.

“What the fuck?” Kline asked, his tone almost sickly as he blew smoke at Taylor. “Is this a whore-house or a fucking bath-house? Are you too busy these days to at least dress the fucking part, you worthless fucking cunt? If it’s that daughter of yours, maybe we ought to make new arrangements. How old is little Mia anyway? Seems like it might be time for her to get into the family business, since you can’t even dress your stretched out gash in sexy clothes anymore.”

It was always so easy to get Taylor worked up in a fuss. All it took was a crude comment about her daughter or two and the bitch would do absolutely anything. Kline flicked his still burning cigarette at her back, closing the door behind himself and shrugging out of his sports coat.

“Well don’t just stand there gawking you simple bitch, come show me that you’re still whore enough to keep your job.”
 
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