iShatteredSanity: -In the owner’s office where Helena, her sub Anna and the new girl Sabina were, the door had closed, but not after the loud music seeped in. But while some people would think that Helena would be pissed, Helena actually did not mind it. In fact she hummed the song as well, in that Romanian accent of hers. But soon she stopped as Sabina spoke. Anna looked at Helena and Helena nodded. Anna slowly let go of her Mistress’ lap, only to go and sit on the couch, patting the seat.- [Anna.] “Come, have a seat. Do not worry, i do not bite.” –Anna said and Helena grinned.- [Helena.] “Anna dear, I don’t think that this lady here will sit down, at least not with us. I can feel her eagerness for work. But first things first.” –Helena fixed her shirt, but making sure that her breasts would be visible to Sabina.- [Helena.] “You are right, I did not introduce myself last time. I am Helena Raminovic, but you can call me Helena.” –Helena made a slight pause before she resumed.- “As you know from out last meeting, I am the proxy of the owner. And I spoke to him about your case, he seems to be alright, but you will have a trial, to see if you are worthy. Though you don’t have to worry, you will get paid nonetheless.” –Helena seemed to love talking, but it was not that, she was someone who in business she would speak openly and offer any information before someone was to ask questions.- “I will let you in a small secret Sabina. The owner is here. He is watching. He will be the one who will evaluate you and see if you are worthy. Because if it was on me, I would have you eat my pussy, then I would fuck you hard and see how much you could last before I allowed you to work here. So, any questions so far?” –Damn, she did not stop talking, but it was actually funny and Anna could not help herself but giggle at the sound of her Mistress’ words. Of course Helena could not miss the message on the monitor, moving the mouse and clicking the ‘X’ button to close that window. Meanwhile downstairs, Demetrios was sitting at the bar, enjoying the show that Dix and Inga put for the customers, laughing his ass off but having the best time.- [Demetrios.] “SHAKE IT GIRL! SHAKE IT!” –He shouted, and afterwards had a large sip of his drink. The club was more alive than ever, especially with all those horndogs that stared at Inga’s breasts. However across the bar, the white haired man with the black shades was sitting on his seat, not paying attention, or not caring about what was happening only a meter away from him.- [Man.] “Excuse me, can I have a bottle of Vodka please?” –The man asked in a normal tone. From his accent one could realize that he was Russian, yet it was not a heavy accent like other Russians. While waiting, the man was smoking a cigarette one after another, minding his own business.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – Back at the bar, Inga was patting her top and her mammoth breasts with the bar towel, only to have the tongues of the male patrons practically licking the bar top. She pouted with those gorgeous lips of hers, ~pat pat pat~ trying to capture every bit of moisture. But she was wet, there was nothing else to be done, but have it dry naturally, in the meantime, the areolas stood out dark againest the chrisp white of her cotton bodice. “Skippy…you knew what you do. Get me wet so I flash my boobs.”- Dixie was laughing happily, and winking at Demetrios after he had encouraged her on the bar top. “Rocky, I kid you not, your boobs are weapons of masterbation. One look and most the guys in here are rubbing up againest the bar…like…that guy.”- Dixie pointed out one young lad, barely 21, rubbing one out at the bar, panting like a dog. “Woof”- Dixie spat, and then smacked Inga’s ass as she came around past her to serve the DJ, his double shot of Tequila. After passing him his glass, Dixie took a moment to catch her breath and run her fingers through her hair, as she asked the busty swede. “Where is Pumpkin? You leave him on the porch with a candle up his ass?” Oh no…here came the questions about Kraus. Inga suddenly went quiet and got the order of the man with the white hair in the corner wanting a bottle of vodka. And being Inga, she decided to serve it herself, leaving Skippy behind the bar to make eyes at Dom. “I got moves that will do than make you smile, Dom…rawr.”
LuciL: Sabina felt her body sway as the remix switched to a new tune, smiling towards the submissive who moved away from the proxy’s lap “Come, have a seat. Do not worry, I do not bite” and she laughed softly hearing the proxy say to her pet “Anna dear, I don’t think that this lady here will sit down, at least not with us. I can feel her eagerness for work. But first things first” Sabina flashed another smile at both women and nodded towards the proxy “You are correct…” She watched the woman unbutton her blouse flashing her breasts to her and Sabina got a wash of deja vu recalling she did something similar to her last week except it was showing off her womanhood. She blinked quickly before focusing on what the woman was telling her “…not introduce myself last time. I am Helena Raminovic, but you can call me Helena. As you know from out last meeting, I am the proxy of the owner. And I spoke to him about your case, he seems to be alright, but you will have a trial, to see if you are worthy. Though you don’t have to worry, you will get paid nonetheless.” Sabina jotted down in the back of her brain the name of the proxy. Helena. She had to remember this just in case just as Helena continued that the owner was already here in the club and would be watching all the dancers including herself going on trial. Sabina knew she had to prove her worth and somehow she doubted it was going to be my merely showing off her sexual skills despite Helena voicing that she would want Sabina to have sex with her and see how strong her stamina was this made the Romanian woman laugh and folded her arms “I will let you in on something too Helena, I am a known prostitute that has travelled Europe and made a bit of money by selling my…skills, so lasting in bed with you would be a pleasure but if the work is outside on the floor…I shall gladly show you both” With that being said, a confident smirk appeared on Sabina’s full lips and she tossed Helena a wink “So I am guessing dancing is the major here” She could see from the security monitors all the escorts swinging and gyrating their bodies making the crowds aroused at their movements “Platform, cage or pole…or do I have a choice on which?”
LadyBelz: -Hearing her name, she stepped out onto the landing just as the spotlight found her. All the men in the club began to catcall and whistle as she stood there in a schoolgirl outfit complete with white stockings and high heeled maryjanes. The music began and her body moved of its own accord, hips swaying and shaking as she twirled around one of the poles on the landing. Moving to the stairs, she started down, slowly slipping the lollipop from her mouth and winking at a couple of the men who were waving money at her. She moved toward these deserving individuals, chest pushed out in her tight sweater as they shoved whatever they had on hand into her top. She drew the sweater up over her head, swinging it around her before tossing it somewhere in the crowd. More hands with money waved in the air and she dropped into a split right there in the middle of the floor. The crowd’s cheers raised the rood as she spun around on her ass before going into a backbend and getting to her feet once more. She moved toward one of the platformed catwalks, one horny old man helping her up (and copping a pretty good feel in the process…she’d have to remember to use a douche when she had a free moment). She began strutting her stuff, moving around the poles, gyrating her hips and shaking her ass in their faces. She whipped off her short skirt, revealing the black and pink thong and bra set she was wearing, sucking her lollipop like she would a hard cock. On one side of the platform, two men, one with long blonde hair and the other with black hair, both wearing baseball caps began waving two 50s at her . She began grinding her way toward them, glancing back over her shoulder to see a group of black men waving three 50s at her. Soon it was a bidding war to see who could flash the most money at her and she was lapping it up like a kitten does milk. Shockingly enough, the man with the dark hair and baseball cap whipped out six 500 dollar bills, cementing the deal for her. She moved in front of him, crawling on her hands and knees before ripping off her bra and shoving her boobs in his face. She laughed joyously as he motorboated them, before sliding the money into her thong. As a bonus, she allowed his horny friend to suck one of her tits, as she reached down to massage the impressive boner he was sporting. Right there for all to see, she stroked him to an orgasm, laughing joyously as the man slid from his chair into a boneless heap to the floor. The song ended and the entire club began to applaud. Mia took her bows, money practically overflowing from her pussy as she made her way back upstairs to change clothes, men and women touching her and slapping more money into her hands and thong. This was why she did what she did. The money made it all worth while. And she was going to ride this horse until it died.-
FelfainaSandarin: ~Mia was a star in every sense of the word, not one of the other dancers even dared to try to say Mia was one of them, thats like saying Nureyev or Baryshnikov were just part of the corps de ballet. True stopped her own gyrating to lean up with her face pressed against the bars, watching the way the room all became focused on Mia, she herself was drooling , but not at the performance but oh fuck yeah this power is what True wanted to possess. She vowed then and there to find her own way to create a lust that would make people crave her like that as she watched the guy on the floor continue to grin even as he was stepped on and shoved out of the way. True backed up as the crowd applauded and then she began to dance like before , not showing her mind was clicking away on anything other than giving the customers a good show. True thought that killing Mia might be a great idea right now but would certainly not help her as much as watching and learning would, so she tabled evwen the tiniest thought of jealousy and vowed to keep up her studies on the humanity around her, and here at the DeathClub she had found her treasure trove of subjects to study.~
iShatteredSanity: -Inside the office where Anna, Helena and Sabina were. Helena had already finished speaking and it was Sabina’s turn to speak. Helena listened carefully to each word the girl spoke, not helping herself and laughing almost psychotically as she finished. Anna herself giggled in a somehow creepy tone as she crawled towards Sabina’s feet, looking up under her skirt and licking her lips.- [Anna.] “Mistress, i think that You should put this woman under a test to see how long she can last. But of course it is up to You.” –Anna said and crawled away, heading for her Mistress’ lap to rest her head. Helena had already settled down and nodded at Anna’s words.- [Helena.] “In due time my dear, in due time.” –Helena said and looked at Sabina.- [Helena.] “You heard my woman here. I will have my time with you one day, but it can wait for the time being.” –Helena also said and coughed softly to clear her throat before resuming.- “Since you have experience, you shall be an escort. Escorts can dance wherever they wish; floor, cage or pole. But if the customer asks for a private show, you will go in one of the rooms. Every last cent you make is yours, plus you get the payment from me.” –Helena said and run her right hand through Anna’s hair, still looking at Sabina.- “If you don’t have any more questions, you may go and start. But remember, one of those days, your pussy will be mine.” –Helena said and licked her lips while Anna fondled Helena’s breasts underneath Helena’s top. That’s for the office, downstairs now. Demetrios had the best time of his life, enjoying the show that the two ladies put. And the faces that some horndogs made? Priceless. Poor fellas who just could not control their own desires and urges. But in all honesty the staff knew what they were doing, especially that dancer, Mia. Damn, she was amazing. She deserved a title like “The star of Deathclub”, or something like that. And why not? She alone was responsible for the death of numerous kids on some men’s pants. And speaking of which, Demetrios as well had a boner, but at least he could keep his urges under control just fine. Well, he was a man alright and it was only natural for him to react to such a show. But it was on Dix’ words “I got moves that will do than make you smile, Dom…rawr.” that Demetrios arched an eyebrow and licked his pierced lips. Grinning and chuckling, Demetrios leaned closer to whisper to Dix’s ear.- [Demetrios.] “Maybe one of these days you will show me?” –Demetrios said and winked at her as he leaned backwards, waiting to see her reaction. Meanwhile, across the bar, the white haired man turned the lid of the vodka and tossed it on the floor as he placed the bottle on his lips, gulping down the vodka like water. Then he slowly placed it on the counter ,wiping his lips with his sleeve and smoking his cigarette.-
CharlotteCarrendar; – Dixie was impressed, the gorgeous Greek had taken what she had said literally, and stepping back, she brought her hands up behind her hair and gave it a sharp flick, winking. Up on the stage, Mia was of course, wowing the crowds, doing a right crowd pleaser, servicing two men on the hop. Grinding and with her breasts becoming the main course in a feast of tit sucking, she worked some guy to the point he erupted his sticky cum all over the stage. Inga had gone back to work, ever so often glancing towards the back door, knowing that her Kraus was outside, and refusing to come in. This actually had her worried, and a little upset. Did the swedish bombshell actually have a heart? Checking her watch, she saw that she had a ten minute spot, to go take a break, and whilst Dixie continued to serve the thirsty patrons, Inga tapped Dixie’s shoulder and said she would go have a smoke, out in the alley. Dixie shrugged, and went right on serving as another one of the bar staff took over. :: Out by one of the bins, Kraus could hear the roars coming from within the club, the pleasurable moans and groans of people sexing each other to the point of no return. It was a den of sin, of debauchery, and the one thing he wanted, was his precious Inga. As he kicked a bin, he suddenly heard her husky voice behind him. (Inga)”Oh…Oh Kraus.”- Kraus picked her up suddenly and sat her on one of the industrial bins, ripping back her skirt and exposing her crotchless knickers. Using one of the smaller bins, he knelt with his right knee, and then dived head first between her legs, his oversized lips rubbing hard up againest her clit, his tongue diving deep into her wet pussy. Turns out the show with Mia had turned on not only the Swedish sex kitten, but Kraus as well. Reeling, her eyes rolling back, she locked her legs around his head and placed both hands flat behind her, her soaked breasts peeking through her cotton top, as a hobo caught sight of the action, and started beating off just metres away. <3>
LuciL: Sabina arched an eyebrow watching the two women laugh and seeing the pet now called Anna crawl towards her across the carpet and looking up her skirt, clearly taking a nice view of her pvc covered folds, Anna’s ogling was enough to make Sabina’s cheekbones stain pink but she brushed it off and merely giggled and shook her head at Anna’s comment before the pet resumed her position on her mistress lap. That is when Helena spoke up “You heard my woman here. I will have my time with you one day, but it can wait for the time being.” Sabina bit the side of her bottom lip and threw a playful smile towards the woman at the desk, briefly flicking her bright red mini skirt up Sabina rolled her left hand down between her thighs and tugged at the thong briefly flashing Helena her pierced clit “Ora, data si atunci cand draga (Time, date and when darling)” Her native tongue rolling out between her lips as she flirted back. Of course Sabina preferred men when it came to sex but that did not stop the Romanian from enjoying a fun time with any lady, plus women sometimes paid better than men and were cleaner after the act too. Sabina fixed her thong in place being mindful of the lock that was pressed against the top of it, that was to be kept for her performance later and continued listening to Helena “Since you have experience, you shall be an escort. Escorts can dance wherever they wish; floor, cage or pole. But if the customer asks for a private show, you will go in one of the rooms. Every last cent you make is yours, plus you get the payment from me.” Sabina sighed out relieved so the Deathclub still paid their employees but she could still big earnings if she delivered and worked the crowds or partners that she enraptured. “If you don’t have any more questions, you may go and start. But remember, one of those days, your pussy will be mine…” Sabina heard the promise ring through Helena’s words and she bobbed her head slightly towards her in respect, her gloved hands on her hips as she swivelled around on her left red heel “Till next time we meet Helena…” Sabina once more flicked her frilly skirt up at the proxy before laughing and exitting the office, her head held high as she walked down the stairs and onto the main floor.
LadyBelz: -After taking a quick shower changing her clothes, Mia was ready to return to the main floor. Dressed in a long see-through dress with a very low-cut back, she made heads turn as she made her way down the stairs with all the poise of a queen. All that was missing was the tiara and sceptre. More than a few men stopped her to chat, eliciting promises of a date some other Saturday evening while the women looked on enviously. One daring woman stolled right up to her, grabbed her by the head and pulled her into a liplock. Mia wasn’t a shy little wallflower, if the woman thought this would shock her, then she was in for a surprise of her own. Mia’s eyes closed and she wrapped her arms around the woman, slipping her tongue into her companions mouth. The men around them couldn’t help but let their mouths fall open as they stared openly at the two women French kissing in front of them. Mia grabbed the woman’s pert ass with both hands and squeezed, causing the woman to squeak. Tongues clashed as the two women began using their hands to explore each other’s bodies. When it looked as if the two of them would sink to the floor and start having sex in front of everyone, Mia pulled away, her lips swollen and slick with saliva. She winked at the dazed woman who had kissed her. Mia pulled out one of her business cards from who knows where and slipped it into the woman top, sliding her fingers across the swell of the woman’s breast.- “Call me sometime.” -she winked before heading to the bar. She was thirsty, dammit. She sat down next to the man she had seen hanging around Dixie, ignoring his presence completely, as she looked at the young woman.- “Hey Dix, how they hanging? Could I get a beer please?” -She asked, pulling out a cigarette and lighting up.-
FelfainaSandarin: ~luckily Mia’s actions which were more like a live porn performance than a dance got the customers in the mood to dole out more money so the girls were raking it in now. This is why she was like the great names of the dance world, she didnt have to be a real dancer because she was a “star” and word of mouth after tonight would make Mia Pragues newest media princess by this time tomorrow if True wasn’t mistaken, and she seldom was. True knew she shift was nearing its end and she had a guy who was willing to pay her to go out to have a late night meal with him. She named thrice the usual price citing that she would have to leave the dance floor and the club, losing them and herself money that way, and as she had thought he said “that sounds reasonable” so she gathered her trenchcoat, took the money up front and led him to a room on the second floor, making him wait as she put one-third of the money in an envelope and wrote ‘Helena …from True’. She then knocked and as Anna opened the door a crack True slid her the envelope and then led the man back down the stairs and out into the crisp air of predawn Prague.~
iShatteredSanity: -Again in the office. Helena and Sabina had finished talking about the job and the talk had become more personal with the promise of both women having some private fun. Helena liked Sabina’s guts and on her request about when Sabina’s pussy would become hers, Helena replied with only a few words as Sabina walked outside the office.- [Helena.] “Sooner than you can imagine.” –And with that, Helena looked back at Anna, licking her lips.- “Seems like we will have some fun soon my love.” –Anna grinned and licked her lips as well as Helena leaned down to plant a deep and passionate kiss on the lips of the young woman. Meanwhile downstairs. Demetrios waited for Dix’s reaction to the words he had whispered to her ear. Well, he was not sure if Dix meant those words, but he had nothing to lose. Well, ok, he got flicked by her and sticked his tongue out for a moment only to pull it back in afterwards and sat down on his seat. Well, ok, he was living with Dix, but he did not ask her for any of that before. Ok, lie, big fat lie. On the first day that she moved to his garage, he had fondled her breast, but he did not actually mean it; or did he? He was a bit confused, but he shook his head to make those thoughts go away. And as soon as he snapped out of those thoughts, he looked at the star of Deathclub kissing another woman with a passion that even Romeo and Juliet would be jealous of. Demetrios chuckled, indeed having a good time, and drinking his drink. And then, the star of Deathclub sat next to him on the bar, but she had ignored him completely; not that he actually cared, but anyway. He finished his drink and slid his glass towards Dix, waiting for Mia to order her drink before he asked for a refill.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie was wiping her hands on the bar towel, and then getting more beers for the thirsty patrons, that were becoming dehydrated from the constant dancing and escort fucking. The bar was at least three rows deep of people with their fists of euros, wanting some beer and spirits fast. Two other floor walker bar staff, actually had to come and help the aussie out, since Inga seemed to be having more than just one smoke. Mia soon approached the bar, and of course her lips seemed slightly swollen from some hard core lip locking with another sheila. “Hey Dix, how they hanging? Could I get a beer please?” Dixie bobbed her head, moving out of the way of the till for another worker, as she cracked a beer the traditional way and slid the icey bottle towards the Star of the Death club. Dixie was actually in awe of the brazen bombshell and shook her head as she saw all the men that followed her up to the bar, after the girl on girl action. “I don’t think I got the right stuff, to be doing what you do, Mia. Not saying there is anything wrong, and I know your making a mint, I think I would be like a giraffe with next to no tits. And I think…guys kinda like tits. Well, I saw how much they liked yours and Inga’s.”- Dem also seemed taken with Mia too, and though this caused a slight flush of green envy to surface, she knew that is he had wanted Mia, he would have had her by now. Smiling contentedly, she poured Dem another drink, and slid it over, before taking a look at her watch. “Hurry up, Rocky.” : Oh but out by the dumpster…Inga was up againest the brick wall, Kraus had her pinned, and was fucking her senseless, his face buried in between her bosom. His ass thrusting in and out, trousers down around his ankles, as the old hobo could be heard moaning and cumming behind the bin. Inga grabbed the back of Kraus’s orange coloured head, and forced him to suck her right breast, as he suddenly shuddered and shot his load deep up inside of her. <3>
LuciL: Seeing the attention of some of the men and women diverted to someone at the other staircase, Sabina hurried around the cages to get a quick look only to realise it was the Deathclub’s new starlet Mia, the starlet who was groping and tonguing a random woman who had latched herself upon her. Sabina burst out laughing watching the two go for it only to see Mia pull away, what a tease! Sabina wondered if she was an escort too before focusing her attention on the crowds, especially those grinding in the dance floor. Sabina also scanned the crowd of Ezven, she had promised they would get together but she wanted to show off how worthy she was, especially to the actual owner who was somewhere around this club. The music that was spun by the DJ normally was metal or cyberpunk but a new tune started playing and it was a favourite of Sabina’s as she picked up the poppy beat The heavy bass started to throb through all the large speakers darted around the club, Sabina felt the beat sink into her body as she started swaying her hips, strutting to the centre of the floor. Her hands raising in the air as she took a spin into the middle. The crowd around her parting forming a circle as they cheered and encouraged Sabina on, she grinned spinning her hands in the air as she gyrated her lower body in the air, dropping her bottom to the floor and spreading her legs teasing the eyes that were staring. The crowd enclosed around her, some of the men attempting to reach out for her, Sabina laughed as she wriggled her body back up into the air, both her hands running down her legs and purposely grinding her behind against a single man’s groin who was standing right behind her. The man let out a soft groan grabbing her hips and slapping her left butt cheek, Sabina laughed cooing as she moved away from him, her eyes catching onto two men and gestured them to lift her to the platform in front of the dj’s decks. “Gentlemen can you please?” Sabina winked at them, her hands pressing her breasts together, like bees to honey the two men stared at her their mouths dropping and nodded both holding onto her hips and one of them copping a feel on her rounded ass lifting her onto the platform as the tempo of “Bottle pop” picked up. Sabina noted the turn of the crowd, of the couples fucking in the lounge area, of people queing at the bar. Yes! Keeping them on her, she twirled around on the platforms, lifting her left leg up over one of the speakers straddling it and wriggling her behind on it, giving the object her own lap dance. She pushed herself up it, dropping to her knees again, running her hands through her hair and down between her body, the men and women closest to the platform cheered and stuffed their spare Euros from their pockets into her double garters, Sabina thanked them by a quick flash of the small silver hoops that pierced both her nipples, the crowd whooped and cheered as more Euros were shoved into her garters. Sabina laughed again clearly enjoying herself as she swung her head around, her pink hair flying around her face as she stood up again and leaned forward squeezing her breasts together and running her fingers down the sides of her body. Leaning backwards she smiled cutely at the DJ “May I borrow your microphone babe? I won’t be long” the DJ merely grinned and handed it over, she then raised her hand in the air before stripping off her red frilly skirt. Revealing a chastity belt that was discreetly blending in with her thong “The key I dropped in one of the light pillars, it is silver with a ruby heart whoever finds it…” Sabina’s eyes scanned the crowd and quickly picked up on the navy blue pinstripe shirt with loosened white satin tie, the hazel eyes locking with hers, lust clearly evident in them. Ezven. “Will have me at a high price…” She finished her sentence and giggled as some of the men immediately started to look around the closest pillars, desperate to have the Romanian sweet for the taking.
LadyBelz: -Listening to Dix, Mia withdrew the ciggie from between her lips and took a drink of her beer before she answered.- “Don’t worry your pretty Aussie head about it. Most of these guys here…” -she waved her hand around to indicate the packed club.- “…are miserable sonsofbitches who don’t have anything going for them at home. Probably stuck in a dead-end job, loveless marriage, 2-point-5 whiny kids and a dog that shits all over the furniture. You find a man that treats you like the princess you deserve to be, tits or no tits, and hang on to him, make him happy, get him to respect you and it’s all over but the wedding. I mean look at Inga…she’s dating the nerdiest guy in this whole fucking city and he adores her, regardless of her job, her work, her looks, her tits. Because she respects him and he respects her. This is all about the money for me. I’m not looking for a happy ending. I’m just looking to make a life.” -Behind her, one of the newer dancers worked the crowd into a frenzy as they ran about looking for some key for the priveledge of bedding the young beauty. She toasted the girl for her ingenuity before turning back to Dix.- “Nope hun…you don’t worry about it. When it happens, it happens.”
iShatteredSanity: -At the office again. Helena and Anna were cuddling each other on the big chair, kissing each other with passion, not caring about what was going on around them. Normally kisses led to cuddles, cuddles led to more kisses and after that the whole situation was one that required no clothes, but not that night. Sadly Helena had greeted her monthly visitor, something that did not allow her to have her way with her sub. But it was alright, a break fro the routine was more than welcome, plus it helped to build the suspense for when the time would be upon them. Meanwhile downstairs. The white haired man who smoked his cigarette and drank his vodka directly from the bottle slowly rose from his seat after leaving 250 euros underneath the bottle. That man had said no other words than just his order, but every once in a while he looked at Demetrios, making sure that eye contact would be avoided. And not the kind of flirting, more like the eye contact of the hunter and the pray. And as soon as the man paid the money, he left without saying a word and without caring about what was going on around him; he merely disappeared in the crowd that was shouting for the new dancer who seemed to stir up a commotion about some key for a belt. Also meanwhile, Demetrios was looking at Dix who spoke to Mia about her troubles, not saying a word but listening carefully. And then as soon as Dix brought him his drink, he slowly drank it, rolling a cigarette and smoking it as the two ladies spoke. Dix seemed to lack confident due to her looks compared with Mia’s. Mia was indeed a wet dream and something that pretty much every man, and woman, would love to have. But why was that making Dix feel so out of league? Demetrios did not know, but he really liked the response that Mia gave. She had experience on her side and it was obvious. Demetrios only chuckled while smirking deviously.- [Demetrios.] “Each person is different than the other. We are all unique. We all have different tastes. Never judge a book by its cover, sometimes the books with just a shady cover will have the best story to tell.” –Demetrios said, not looking at anyone in particular, but looking at his drink, his cigarette or the ceiling.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – Out by the bins in the alley, both Inga and Kraus are panting, both having experienced orgasms and were holding onto each other, trying to catch their breathes collectively. Kraus stuttered, looking into his swedish kitten’s eyes. His glasses still on, so he could see her. He was her Clarke Kent, a mild mannered man by day, but when it came to sex, he was Superman, and made her fly, made her soar. Inga was still pressed to the wall, and she could see that Kraus wanted to say something. He set her down gently, and then reached down to pull up his pants, then fiddling with something in his pocket, he went down on one knee, in the grimy dirt of the alley, and held out a ring box opening it. “Inga Snoggleblom….You are my best friend…and my lover. I Kraus…ask you, Inga…to be my wife…please, marry me, Inga?” : Inside the club, Dixie loved how Mia explained love and how she viewed what she did for a living, a life. She also smiled at Demetrios when he said. “Each person is different than the other. We are all unique. We all have different tastes. Never judge a book by its cover, sometimes the books with just a shady cover will have the best story to tell.” Dixie chuckled and said in reply- “I guess you’re right. Cheers.” She raised a bottle of beer to them both. <3>
LuciL: Being helped off the platform by the dj decks, the music changed to the usual industrial once more as Sabina kicked up a beat, not caring if she somehow lost her newly bought red skirt from the influx of the euro notes that were brimming in both her garters and even in her thong now as she gyrated and twirled around not caring if she brushed up against or dry humped by the customers around her. Sabina even kissed the cheek of the bold man who shoved a 200 euro into her cleavage “Bold move sweetie, I like it” She whispered to him making the man grin and bow to her “Unfortunately no key Princess” “Better luck next time” Sabina laughed as she danced her away out of the dance floor. Moans of disappointment was heard from every corner and it seemed the key could not be found by anyone. This made Sabina laugh to herself as she patted the front of her womanhood to the hungry men who were daring to pounce her on sight. Heading towards the back of the club, she turned her head to the right only to see the silver key that unlocked her chastity belt flash in front of her face. Sabina grabbed it and pulled the owner in front of her only to see the beaming face of Ezven. Laughing at him, Sabina remarked “You ARE stalking me” before waving her hand and shouting out to the crowd “We got ourselves the seeker!” The crowd cheered loudly and resumed their dancing, drinking or fucking while most of the men shouted angrily in irritation and threatening to go violent before they were shot down by hard glares by the bouncers. Sabina smiled up at Ezven, pulling a chain that seemed to come out of no where from between her cleavage and slipped the key onto it, wrapping it around Ezven’s neck “Well my dear Ezven, you have me…” The smile on the Czech man’s face broadened as he casually slipped an arm around Sabina’s slender waist “Then my treasure, shall we” Sabina returned his big grin and nodded “Lead on!” The pair slowly pushed between the other dancers and up the stairs, taking one of the private rooms to the left for their own pleasure.
LadyBelz: -Listening to the man next to her, Mia nodded, raising her own glass in salute.- “Love isn’t for everybody. I know it’s not for me. I don’t want some man underfoot 24 hours a day for fifty years or more. I’d have to gut him. So you go on and do what you do. Be that carefree babe I saw walk in here with twenty bucks and a backpack on the cocks of a international football team. You’ll do fine.” -Mia took another drag of her cigarette, thinking about how she got where she was today. The anniversary of her parents deaths was looming ahead of her and she was doing all she can to not let the emotions that day wrought bring her down. That was one part of her life she had never shared with anybody. And she wasn’t going to start now. She had a reputation to maintain. Slamming her bottle of beer on the counter, she shoved it away.- “Fuck this. Bring me a couple of shots of Tequila. And not that watered down shit you save for the sissies. Bring on the hard stuff!” -she smirked, a little bit of her fire coming back into her eyes.-
iShatteredSanity: -The crowd seemed to go in a pandemonium while Sabina played her game about who was going to claim her. Helena was looking at it through the monitors in her office, smirking deviously and chuckling.- [Helena.] “Seems like things will turn more interesting from now on. Lets see what ‘he’ will say about this. That is it ‘he’ is paying attention at all.” –Helena said and looked at the monitor with ‘him’ in the frame, chuckling once more. Meanwhile at the bar. Demetrios had finished his speech and he had looked at Dix, clinking her beer bottle with his glass of vodka, finishing the whole thing in a single gulp. Once the drink was killed, he placed the glass down, sliding it towards Dix.- [Demetrios.] “Another refill please?” –Demetrios said with a smile while smoking his cigarette. Next to him, the star of the club, she seemed to be having some thoughts that required some drinking; his experience had taught him that after all. But what caught his attention was nothing else but the uproar in the dance floor with the crowd being in some sort of delirium about some girl. He could not help himself but look, only to realize what had happened already. Cracking his neck a few times, he looked at one of the cameras for only a moment, blinking once before cracking his neck again and looking back at Dix. And upstairs again, Helena looked at Anna and kissed her again.- [Helena.] “The game is on. Lets see what will happen from now on.”
CharlotteCarrendar; – Inga was flabbergasted. She didn’t see it coming, nor did she expect it. Sure it was not how she envisioned being proposed too, but Kraus never did anything conventionally. Everything was quirky and different. It was what made him unique, a true man, againest all the sleaze and filth she had come to know in the industry that she worked. Now, he was down on one knee, soiling his good pants in the grime of the city. There was only her…oh and the grunting hobo behind the industrial bin. (Hobo)”I’m crying….say yes….say YES!”- Inga cupped Kraus’s orange face in her open hands, those big bodacious lips, those eyes behind the coke bottle lens glasses. All she knew was he loved her without question, accepted her warts and all. He loved the woman under the size F boobs. She blinked a tear and said….”Yes…..yes, I will marry you, my Superman…my Kraus.”
: At the bar, Mia was exposing the raw side of her human nature. The image peeled away like the skin on an onion, and while Dixie and Demetrios shared a toast and Dixie went back to work, fixing Mia her shots of Tequila and Demetrios his Grey Goose, Kraus and Inga were kissing softly as the hobo blew his nose into a large red hanky- <3>
LuciL: Two hours later…the clothes were scattered across the room, the bottle of vodka that was left on its tray was half full and in the centre directly beside the dancing pole and velvet chair on the floor still panting from their own individual climaxes was Ezven and Sabina. Both naked and sweating saving the chastity key on the chain around Ezven’s neck and one of Sabina’s three belts that now had about 600 euros tucked in against her body. Still straddling the man, Sabina sat up moaning as she attempted to reach for the bottle of vodka only to have her hand taken by Ezven who laid underneath her and sucked on her fingers before he too sat up right. Sabina quirked her left eyebrow up at him, smirking playfully as her body nestled over his groin, already feeling him slightly rub against her “Round 2 Ezven? Do you have enough to pay me…” She teased him despite pushing two of her fingers into his mouth and watching him with a heated stare. Ezven chuckled tiredly, his arms wrapping around her body and pushing her breasts against his chest “Maybe next Saturday…that is, you are a regular here right?” Sabina let out a sigh as she nodded “Today was my trial, I’m hoping after that performance they hire me” Ezven laughed as he latched his mouth onto her shoulder kissing it in an assuring manner “I thought you knew…everyone’s eyes were on you, well the ones in the dance floor I noticed definitely. They be silly to not hire you” Somehow this gave Sabina assurance and she pulled Evzen close, cupping his face and kissing his jawline, running her lips down his neck, he inhaled again quickly, his right hand grabbing his wallet and fishing out two hundred euros “Whats the price on a quickie my treasure?” Sabina laughed immediately snatching the notes and poked out her tongue “That is enough…” Their lips met up again and soon enough their moans were bouncing off the padded black walls yet again.
LadyBelz: -As Mia was about to down her first shot, a man bumped into her from behind, causing her to spill her drink into her lap. She whirled around, the anger in her blue eyes making them seem like chips of ice. The man stammered an apology and quickly ran the other direction, but not before she had seen the video camera tucked under his hand like a football. She climbed up on the bar, and spotting Ivan, she cupped her hands around her mouth, using them like a megaphone.- “Ivan! Camera 2 oh clock!” -she shouted. Despite the loudness of the music, Ivan heard every world and looked to wear she was pointing. He recognized the sleazy little bastard that had tried to sneak into the club the week before and wondered how he managed to get past him again, with a camera this time. Like an enraged bull, Ivan charged toward the man, who was frozen in place with terror as the large Russian beared down on him. Snatching the camera, Ivan threw it at the wall like a shotput, smashing the expensive piece of equipment into a million pieces. Clamping one beefy hand around the man’s neck and another around his arm, he spoke a couple of words into his headset. The reply when it came was swift and caused Ivan to smile dangerously. Ivan walked the man out the backdoor of the club, past Inga, Kraus and their hobo friend into one of the darker alleys. What followed were a series of thuds, cracks, pops and a few well-placed moans as Ivan beat the piece of shit to near death. He came out of the alley, wiping his hands on a handkerchief before making his way back to his station. He paused beside Inga and Kraus, noticing the sparkler on the woman’s hand.- “Congratulations. You is lucky man.” -Ivan stated before going back inside. He walked straight up to Mia, recognizing she was on her way to being drunk and grabbed her around the waist, tossing her over his shoulder. She pounded her fists on his back, demanding he put her down. He simply headed outside, tossing her into the passenger seat of his car before taking her home. He knew when she was in one of her self-destruction moods and it was his job to prevent her from ruining her reputation, a job he took very seriously, his employer demanded it of him and he was paid extra for the service. Turning his thoughts back to the woman beside him, noticing she was quiet for once, he turned on the radio to a jazz station and they passed the rest of the ride in comfortable silence. He pulled up to her building and waited. She looked at him for a moment before moving to get out of the car.- “I bring bike tomorrow.” -he told her. She nodded and started toward the door of her building. She paused and turned back toward him.- “Thanks for the ride…but if you ever lay a hand on me like that again, I will fucking castrate you.” -she growled. He laughed loudly as she headed inside, but if he could have seen her face just then, he would have noticed the small smile she allowed herself.-
iShatteredSanity: -Time had flied by pretty fast, but such a thing is to be expected when people are having a good time. Damn Einstein and his theory of relativity; having a good time will appear to be a moment while a moment of pain will seem like hours. But nobody could do a thing about it. Helena had spent the last couple of hours holding Anna in her arms, just kissing and cuddling and observing what was taking place in the club through the security monitors as if they were watching a movie or a reality show. As for Demetrios at the bar? He was also having a good time with Dix and also with the Deathclub star, Mia. Though he wondered one thing, where was that blond chick with the massive boobs? That one from the commercial the other day who had gotten a facial from the bull. He had seen her walking outside, but damn, she did take her time while leaving Dix all alone at the bar, only to have the support of some of the waiters. But oh well. Demetrios enjoyed that time, having a drink and having a conversation with others. But that thing was put in a halt when some fucker appeared and for some reason Mia was irritated. He observed the whole scene while wondering what was going on. He noticed that the fucker had a camera, so he assumed that perhaps it was a stalker. Shaking his head and sighing deeply, Demetrios could not help himself but look at the fucker.- [Demetrios.] “Well, you asked for it… Moron…” –He said right when one of the bouncers made his appearance and grabbed the fucker, dragging him outside after breaking the camera into numerous pieces. When one fucks up, of course it is not going to end well. But why was it that hard to understand? Demetrios knew what was going to happen outside and when he saw the bouncer walk back inside and drag Mia outside as well, as if she was a prize or something, he could not help himself but laugh. The whole thing reminded him for the time that he had spent in his mother’s village where the local farmers were transporting the goats. So funny. Shaking his head and settling down from the laughter, Demetrios looked back at Dix, chuckling once in a while.- [Demetrios.] “Things tend to get crazy around here. I like it.” –He said and winked playfully.-
CharlotteCarrendar:- Both shedding tears of joy, Inga realised she was still on a smoke break, not that she actually had a smoke. The homeless man found an old glass from one of the boxes and wrapped it in newspaper, then placed it on the ground and stood on it. A custom, supposedly for luck. Kraus finally let Inga go, but made sure the three carot diamond ring was on her finger first, and he went to wait for her to finish her shift, out by her Hello Kitty sports car. Back at the bar, Dixie finally heard the tell tale click clack of Ingas shoes, and she saw that Inga’s mascara had run. Dixie dropped her bar wipe and ran over to see what was wrong. “Did someone hurt you? I thought you were gone too long for a single ciggy. Do you want me to get security?” Dixie was genuinely concerned for the busty blonde, and then Inga finally held up her left hand, showing off the engagement ring. “Kraus…he asked to marry me.”- Dixie gasped at the size of the diamond ring and said “Pumpkin and Inga Snoggleblom. Wow, well stone the bloody crows, I didn’t think Pumpkin had it in him.”- She gave Inga a hug, and a peck on the cheek, then swatted her arm lightly. “Come on, back to work before we both get in the shit.” – Both girls came back together as Demetrios looked at Dix saying “Things tend to get crazy around here. I like it.” Inga smirked and tried to wipe away the mascara, hiccuping a laugh. “And I thought my life was vierd.” <3>
LuciL: The wee hours of Sunday morning had started to arrive and it was starting to effect some of the patrons who were there since the club opened. The dance floor was beginning to thin out as groups either went home or coupled up to the locked rooms upstairs. God forbid who ever tried to use one particular private room. The door of this private room that was used by Ezven and Sabina clicked open and the pair stepped out, thirty minutes after and still half dressed. Well Ezven had thrown on his black slack pants and shoes on but his blue pinstripe shirt was half done up and not neatly either, his white satin tie was wrapped around Sabina’s neck like a loose scarf, her hair piled up into a quick bun with side fringe, the stockings had been ripped apart and now tossed into the nearest display vase down the stairs. The only clothing really covering her was her black top and pvc thong that now glistened even on the outside. They trotted down the stairs, grinning like absolute fools Ezven getting heavy set of death glares sparking from every corner of the club. Sabina noticed this and the smile changed to a smirk as she stood on her tiptoes and pecked Ezven’s cheek “A drink to toast tonight” “Its on me again Sabina…” Ezven winked down at her, grasping her hand and leading her towards the bar. Nodding to Dixie he smiled slightly passing over a couple of euros to her “Bottle of your best white wine, its for the new treasure I got tonight” Behind him, Sabina cupped her mouth to prevent a laugh from coming out because still she could feel the angry stares at Ezven and even pouts from the women whether customer or dancer. It made Sabina start thinking that Ezven seemed to across as someone important to the people in the club, he was either very wealthy or did she just screw the owner?
iShatteredSanity: -Back in the office, Helena was watching everything that happened in and out of the club through the security monitors and she could not help herself from chuckling.- [Helena.] “See Anna dear? Unexpected things happen.” –She said, of course talking about what had happened between Kraus and Inga outside.- [Helena.] “I think that today was a good day…” –Making a slight pause she looked at the monitor with ‘him’ in the frame.- “…don’t you think the same thing as well, D?” –Helena asked, but it was more like a rhetorical question due to the simple fact that ‘he’ could not hear her. But it was alright. Slowly Helena rose from her seat as Anna stood on her height.- “Time to pay the staff.” –Helena said and grabbed a few envelopes with the name of the staff on it. For the bouncers there were no names, but for the rest of the staff, there were the names on them. Of course there were some people who had already left, so she would pay a visit to their places soon, but as for the rest, they would get their gifts. After taking the envelopes with the money in, she walked outside where a bouncer accompanied her.- “There you go. This is yours, spend it wisely.” –Helena said as the bouncer took the envelope and had a quick look inside to notice the 1200 euros. The bouncer opened his eyes wide, but Helena just patted his shoulder.- “Hard work pays off my dear.” –She said and the bouncer smiled while accompanying her and making sure that nobody could try anything funny. While walking downstairs, Helena gave about 5 more envelopes to the other bouncers, each of them almost bowing to her and of course each of them almost pissing themselves from the happiness. Once he reached the first floor, he walked towards the DJ, handing to him his paycheck and then walked towards the bar. There everyone made a path after the bouncer had shouted to them. Helena sat a stool, watching Inga and Dix, smirking deviously as Anna joined her.- [Helena.] “For your services ladies, there you go. Enjoy them and spend them wise.” –Inside each envelope were 2000 euros, something that both Inga and Dix would realize if they were to peak inside.- [Helena.] “As for you Inga, congratulations. Don’t forget that I see everything in here.” –Helena said with a smirk and she looked at Demetrios who was sitting at the bar.- “Now, give that man there a drink, from me. He has been here from day one, I think that he deserves a free drink every now and then.” –Helena said and grinned while licking her lips. Demetrios on the other hand was looking at Helena, wondering what she was up to, but since he did not want anyone to find out about anything, he nodded.- [Demetrios.] “Thank you.” –He said and looked at Dix.- “Just my usual one.” –Demetrios said and nodded upwards towards Helena who had already left her seat and was standing next to Sabina, giving her an envelope as well.- [Helena.] “You will stay. The owner was pleased from your skills. Congratulations and welcome to the Deathclub.” –Helena said after leaving the envelope in front of Sabina, containing 600 euros. And just like that, she walked around the club, paying everyone before finally walking up to her office, every member of the staff almost pissing themselves after getting paid. As for Demetrios, he just sat there, smoking his cigarette and chuckling.- [Demetrios.] “Interesting woman.” –Well, he certainly hoped that nobody would have realized a thing, otherwise his cover was blown.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – As the manager or proxy boss, Helena moved around to all the staff, carrying her wad of white envelopes, you would be a fool not to notice the reactions from the bouncers, to the escorts. Some were even sitting down from the shock of the sheer amount of euros that were in the packet. Inga, well she was in a bit of a world of her own, thinking that she was now to be a Mrs, and that EVERYTHING about her life was about to change. Helena handed over the white envelope to a stunned looking Inga, when Helena said. “As for you Inga, congratulations. Don’t forget that I see everything in here.” EVERYTHING!? That would have meant the cameras caught sight of them fucking on her smoke break. Inga blushed a dark shade of pink, using the white envelope to hide her face behind, course she was failing miserably. “Danke…danke. I am just overwhelmed. I’m going to be married.”- The joy was infectious, and Dixie was trying to tidy up the bar, when Helena handed her her white envelope. “For your services ladies, there you go. Enjoy them and spend them wise.” Dixie placed down the cloth and tore open the envelope, her eyes nearly popping out of her head. (Dixie)”Oh my god!”- she was almost speechless…almost. “Thank you so much…I promise to spend it wisely. Save up for my dream.”- she blurted. Now what her dream was was a mystery to everyone else there, but to Dixie, the dream had only just begun. She made up another grey goose for Dem, and passed it over to him, as she went to put the rest of the stock crates away, her envelope tucked in a pocket in her jeans. <3>
LuciL: Taking a spot on one of the empty but dirty bar tables on the side of the club, Ezven passed a glass to Sabina with a bright smile “So to the new ‘unlocked’ treasure of the Deathclub” Sabina chuckled softly at his toast, grabbing the glass of the table and clinking it with his “Here, here Ezven” before drinking the white wine, sighing out contently enjoying the cold fruity taste entering her mouth and running down her throat. A smirk appearing on her lips as she thought back to Erik who didn’t have much faith in her surviving in Prague without him. It was shown in that last gift he gave her, that dildo shaped like his own dick. Well with at least over eight hundred euros stuffed in her garters or her black top, Sabina thought ‘Yeah I am so unable to survive…ha! Ezven seemed to know how to work his cock in me more than you could, because he focused on every part of my body’ Her vicious thoughts were interrupted seeing the patrons slowly leave and she unwrapped the satin tie that belonged to Ezven and wrapped it around his neck, throwing him another smile “Same time next week?” Ezven knew in that moment that the pretty Romanian was not asking him to come back home and accepted it, in the end it was all business to her and she had just gotten hired by the same club he had come to often and sent his money splurging on the lovely ladies. Especially those in cages but ever since Sabina had showed up last Saturday and made her debut, he knew whose platform/pole/cage he would go to often as long as she worked here. He nodded slowly “I will be looking out for the pink hair” Sabina laughed as Helena reached her side and gave her an envelope, Sabina’s dark eyes widened realising it was a pay check “You will stay. The owner was pleased from your skills. Congratulations and welcome to the Deathclub.” Sabina did not squeal or say anything instead she bit her bottom lip and whimpered throwing Ezven a joyful looking realising the envelope contained another 600 euros adding to the tips she was given from the patrons. This was more than she bargained for! Ezven grinned at her “You deserve it Sabina” Sabina couldn’t contain her excitement and literally danced/skipped her way out of the door “See you all next week!” She screamed out and into the waiting hired car with an amused Raduz.
iShatteredSanity: -Helena had already gone upstairs and once again she sat on her chair, looking at the monitors and making sure that things would not go wild. But luckily for everyone, most of the customers had left while the ones who were behind were just drunk folks or morons who had almost passed out from the drug use. Helena smirked deviously and looked at the monitor with ‘him’ in the frame.- [Helena.] “You worry too much D. You need to relax a bit.” –She said and kissed Anna again. Meanwhile downstairs. Demetrios had observed everything that had taken place, not knowing exactly what had happened, other than the boss paying the staff. So, of course he was surprised when Inga tried to hide her blush and Dix being speechless. What was in that envelope? Money of course, but hoe much? It must had been a great deal of it. But oh well, it was not his business. Demetrios took the drink that Dix gave him, killing it in one shot and smoking a cigarette until she was done with her shift. Then and once she was done, he put on his jacket and motioned the exit.- [Demetrios.] “I will be waiting for you outside next to the monster.” –Demetrios said and looked up, towards one of the cameras, smirking deviously and winking before mouthing the words “Well played bitch.”. As for Helena? She was laughing hysterically in her office. And so Demetrios walked outside, towards his motorcycle, nodding at the bouncer and bidding his farewell. Then he started the monster as Dix came out. Once she mounted the bike, Demetrios looked behind and noticed the neon sign switching off.- [Demetrios.] “Always a new surprise…” –He mumbled as he shifted the first gear and then the second, heading back home.-