Opening NightPart Two
LadyBelz: -Mercedes made her way through the club, her heart beating in time to the heavy bass she could feel through the floor and hammering against her eardrums and skin. She waved to a few of the girls who were warming up in the dance cages and to the DJ who greeted her by name as she made her way to the second floor and the Escorts offices. She glanced over the railing in time to see the door kicked open and a strange man yelling over his shoulder at someone she couldn’t see. Taking a quick glance around, she spotted a new gal at the bar talking to Inga, who looked like she was about to pass out – poor girl, worked too hard and Mia was sure the girl needed the extra help. She continued down the hall, sparing a glance at Helena’s office door and noticing it was closed. She didn’t spare a thought to what her boss was doing in that room, she learned during her time as a common prostitute to mind her own business. Shaking her mane of long dark hair, she entered the Escorts offices and pulled out her clothing she was prepared to wear for the evening from the wardrobe in the corner. She peeled her way out of the leather motorcycle jacket, revealing the studded black bustier and leather overjacket beneath. She removed her outer jacket and hung both up on the hangers in the wardrobe. Taking a seat, she unzipped the black leather boots encasing her feet and slipped them off, tossing them underneath the table where she would retrieve them later. Standing once more, she slowly unbuttoned her white leather pants, showing off her flexibility by bending at the waist as she peeled the material down toned and muscular legs. Standing back up, she kicked them off and shoved them into a chair as she stood in her bustier and a plain black thong. Turning to the full-length mirror on the back of the closed door, she took a moment to admire her body, running her hands along her stomach and hips, checking for signs that she needed to step up her yoga workouts. But her body remained slim. She reached back to unhook her bustier, dropping it to the floor and kicking it somewhere near her boots as she rubbed out the lines the tight-fitting garmet had on her chest and breasts. She walked around the room in only her thong, completely comfortable with her body, not caring if anyone walked in to see her in such a state of undress. She moved to the makeup table, sitting before the lighted mirror to begin doing her makeup for the night, making her Italian features even more beautiful to draw in potential customers.- “Tonight’s going to be a good fucking night.” -she murmured to herself as she adjusted her lip liner on her lips, licking them slowly and practicing her seductive gaze in the mirror.- She grabbed the short black leather skintight minidress from the chair and slipped it on over her head, smoothing the material down her body with her hands. She grasped the zipper at her hip and drew it upwards, sealing her body into the confines of the material. She turned and admired herself in the mirror for a quick moment, nodding in satisfaction before leaving the office. She took a quick peek in the rooms reserved for her and the other escorts and seeing no one there yet, she made her way back down to the main floor, hips swaying seductively as she made her way down the stairs. Sauntering up to the bar, she sat beside True, noticing she was wearing another of her chained outfits and smiled at the girl.- “Margarita, no salt.” -she ordered, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it from one of the candles along the bar.
iShatteredSanity: -Helena was staring at those monitors, observing everything that was taking place inside and outside the building. So far, so good. Everything seemed to be under control. Even when someone treated the bouncers like statues, the situation was calmly taken under control.- [Helena.] “Now I see what ‘he’ saw in all those individuals. For a man, he certainly has some brains.” –Helena said and her smirk widened as Anna slowly rose on her feet and climbed on the chair that Helena was sitting. Letting a soft chuckle part her plush, crimson tinted lips, Helena licked them afterwards as she helped Anna to make herself comfortable.- [Helena.] “Someone is in a good mood tonight.” –Helena said and playfully spanked Anna’s buttocks. Anna giggled and wiggled her butt under her Mistress’ touch.- [Anna.] “Of course i am Mistress. You being happy makes me happy too.” –Anna said in that soft and pure voice of hers. That was what Helena admired on Anna, her voice and her eyes, those deep blue eyes of hers. Of course Helena liked Anna’s body that was very mature for a 17 years old girl, but most of all she enjoyed her personality. Helena nodded softly as she planted a soft kiss on Anna’s lips.- [Helena.] “My dear Anna, you always spoil me, but you are my favorite one. Now, lets see what the night will offer, shall we?” –Helena asked and looked at Anna who nodded slowly as she nuzzled her nose into Helena’s breasts.- [Helena.] “Such a good girl I have, I am blessed.” –Oh yeah, Helena had a complex of thinking that she was blessed or chosen or shit like that, but underneath that, she was someone who would accept anything that was thrown at her direction. And it was that moment that she saw something on the monitor from the camera on the street.- [Helena.] “Blessed indeed. Lets see now, what will ‘he’ do?” –Helena asked, but not waiting for an answer. And on the street, a tall figure of a male could be seen about 30 feet away from the entrance of the club. A figure that stood on 7’ 0.5” height, well built with slightly pale skin, deep blue eyes and black hair with electric purple edges. He was also seen with many piercings on his face and ears, as well as a tattoo on his right cheek, underneath his eye. The male was seen dressed in a black attire; black boots with metallic heels that always made a clinking sound with each step he made, black jeans with numerous chains and two tails of leather that fell on the side, a black fishnet top and a long black coat that was open on the front, allowing everyone to see his chest, or at least what could be seen underneath his top. The male was seen smoking a cigarette while looking around the streets, fixing the black round glasses on his nose, glasses that had no frame to be held behind his ears. Slowly the male had approached the entrance where he saw the two men who he was towering and smiled towards them.- [Man.] “Hello there. May I enter?” –He asked in a normal tone. His voice heavy and deep.-
TheGorya: -derick waited as the man walked towarrds him talking in some langauge he didnt understand. He looked at the other who noded then still listening to the bouncer in fornt of him as waited. Derick smirked as they singaled to him that they would be watching him as he chuckled to himself. He looked down at lucy as he gumbled as he said looking staight forward- “get up off the ground before I back hand you.” -he turned walking down the stairs looking around trying to find a good stop seeing others around he wasnt sure if there was a spot to just chill but then again he didnt want a drink just yet. He walked towards the front cages as he waited for lucy to check up his minf was racing as he thought of how over done somethings were in here. In all ends he loved that they were open about the place. Even with the talk of a BDSM section he was trying to find seeing if he could find it egding to meet someone who would respect him and his submissive or snuff them out if they dare lay a finger on what he already owned.-
DrakonMacar: Dmitry looked over the Leoni, the two massive Russians somehow found themselves to be in the presence of something even bigger than they were which had seldom happened. The two doormen stood there for a moment in silence, looking the other up and down. Dmitry nodded briefly to Leoni who shook his head then nodded, opening his mouth while opening a door for the stranger. “Do not create problems. Is busy night.” Leoni could all but smell trouble on this behemoth as he held the door open. Dmitry was already stealthily paging the camera operators with what was easily mistakable for a bored fidget while his eyes prowled the slwoly forming line. People behind a velvet rope that was wrapped in barbed wire beginning to beg to be let in, held back in check by the burlesque bouncers. Duke stood his vigil atop the stair case, watching the entry way. He had a keen wit about him, just enough to see trouble coming before it began, his gloved left hand flexing it’s fingers, clenching and releasing from a fist to a relaxed state. The first nuisense singled out had made his way elsewhere. Just another arrogant twat to worry about later if he got too roudy, unsurprisingly heading off to where the BDSM sorts liked lurking. Duke’s nose wrinkled briefly as he walked around casually. It wasn’t obvious he or Donnie were the floormen but if things kept up they mght just be discovered. Donnie slipped a hand into the pocket of his blazer and muttered into the mini-microphone. ‘He’s a square. Dropping off, there’s a damn colossus standing by the door, looks like he’s being let inside.’ “Affirm.” Duke responded, walking up the set of stairs he came from, leaning casually on the rail way, looking down over the crowd as he scratched his 5 0’clock shaded chin.
LustfulParadise: -She stood up quickly walking slowly behind him keeping her head lowered placing her left hand around her right forearm as she walked over behind her Master. She didn’t speak at all keeping her mouth shut not wanting anymore yelling from him. She looked up for a spilt second to see where he was going to go to make sure she was still behind him like always. She puts her head back down stopping a little ways behind her Master as her hand fell from her arm and to her side again holding herself straight up. She went to find a dark corner of the room to sit so no one would really see her. Setting her heels on the floor next her after finding her corner and sitting there hoping her Master would not come looking for her again. It was the only place that she really felt safe from his yelling and she grabby hands. It was also the best place for her to hide her bright red eyes making it look like some kind of monster was lurking in the corner of the room grumbling or growling softly as it just sat there.-
CharlotteCarrendar:- Well the bar was just abuzz with all manner of people coming over to order their evening drinks, and Inga, along with the new help, Dixie, made sure that those folk didn’t go empty handed. Waving hands, orders flying, the two gals, were working as a team, rushing back and forth, leaning forward, to hear the orders, raising hands and doing the count, taking fists of notes, and racking up the bills. The fact that these two girls had never worked together before, it seemed like they had been working the bar for years. Winks and smiles, tossing bottles, even pouring two bottles at the same time into the rows of glasses. Snappy hand gestures, a flurry of movement, glasses sliding up to the pleased customers. In the midst of pouring a beer, a young lass approached the bar, squeezing in between two well dressed business men. (True)”blackberry schnapps neat” Funnily enough, True was also in the middle of changing right at the bar, and Dixie gave a low wolf whistle, as she prepared the drink. (Dixie)”Heh, and I thought I was bold, changing my bra over in the middle of the tour bus in front of twenty lusty lads. You take the cake, girl!”- she joked, sliding over her blackberry schnapps neat. True then placed the pile of clothes she had just removed on the bar top, asking the two barmaids, to care for them so they didn’t get stolen. Inga gave a sideways nod, as Dixie shrugged and dragged them off, tossing them under the bar. The odd thunk sound was when it hit the bottom of the cupboard. Without realising it, Dixie had just binned them. (Dixie)”Righto Love…safe as houses. You go have fun. Slide on a pole…or..something.” Beaming wide, the swirling chupa chup stick going round and round, the wiley barmaid moved onto the next customer. (Dixie)”Yo love…what I get ya?” – Eyebrows wiggling suggestively. “Margarita, no salt.” -the fancy dame said, straddling that barstool like she was about to ride it home. Inga nudged Dixie and said sternly. (Inga)”Dhey payz dhe ztaff to do the chitty chatty….Ve do drinks…hurry up…vaster vaster”- Dixie made a comical expression and pawed back at Inga playfully. (Dixie)”You’re just jealous, Toots. We can do some lip locking later. Right..one margarita, no salt, coming up.”- She was a whizz when it came to preparing the drink, crushed ice shaker, her tits bouncing beneath her torn tank top with the skull emblem, still working those hips, as she finally slid over the glass, and moved onto the next customer. <3>
Felfaina: After dropping her clothes off and gulping down the shot of schnapps, True made for the huge iron casted and steel barred cages on the main dance floor and climbed into one and let it clank closed as the latch slipped into place and closing her eyes True stood there like a statue for a good five to ten minutes before she began to move, having taken that time to let the music seep into her brain and pulsate down into her body til she could move as one with its throbbing beat. Feeling the beginnings of her ‘zone’ True forgot all but the music and as she danced knowing customers, both male and female, would be ogling her body that was already showing erect nipples due to the coldness from the snow machine. True made sure as she gyrated back and forth that she swerved her hips out in a slight exaggeration and let her hands occasionally roam up and down her body to draw their eyes to her assets, making them want to stay and spend money on more exotic and deviant pleasures as the night progressed. She caught the eye of another girl and signaled by moving her index and third finger into a circle. The other girl nodded and True lifted the latch and climbed out of her cage into the other one and then whispered into her ear “just follow my lead Hun” and True began to dance with ther other one as they swirled and twined and weaved their bodies ober one another like two snakes getting ready to mate.
LadyBelz: -A man came up behind Mia, slipping an arm around her waist and rubbing across her stomach. She quickly swallowed the liquid in her mouth and turned in her seat. He was a good looking man, about 5’6″, blonde hair and ocean blue eyes, skin the color of maple syrup. He smiled at her, his teeth blindingly white against his lips.- “Hello, gorgeous. What’s a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?” -the man asked, his southern accent denoting him as an American. She crossed one leg over the other, a seductive smile on her lips.- “I’m waiting for a fine cowboy such as yourself. Buy a girl a drink?” -she asked, sliding her index finger around the collar of the t-shirt clinging to his body. Gulping hard, the man stepped up to the bar and ordered her another Margarita. Mia grinned behind the man’s back. She always had them eating out of the palm of her hand. He handed her the new drink and she slipped off the stool, as close to his body as she could get, making sure she rubbed against the growing bulge she could feel.- “Follow me, cowboy. We can go somewhere a little more…private.” -she whispered into his ear, despite the loud music pumping throught the club. As if his head was on a string, he nodded quickly, allowing her to slip his hand into hers. She lead him upstairs to her private room, reserved for her alone, closing the door on the world outside. Here the room was cooler, she had asked to have a couple of ceiling fans installed for this reason alone, and the walls were insulated to muffle the music in the club. It could still be heard, just not as loud. She pushed him against the door, snuggling her nose into his neck and inhaling his scent. She could feel his pulse racing, probably wasn’t expecting her to be so forward, but it was her nature.- “So…what would you like this evening?” -she asked softly, stepping back to allow him time to calm down.- “How much for a lap dance?” -he asked.- “$250 for a lap dance, $400 if you want a striptease.” -was her immediate answer. He pulled out his wallet and counted out five $100 bills, pressing them into her hand. She looked down at the extra hundred before giving him a look beneath her lashes.- “And the extra?” -she had to ask.- “For making my last night in Prague a special one. I ship out tomorrow on the SS Clinton to Iraq.” -she took his hand and lead him to the chair in the corner of the room before using the remote to turn on the overhead music, something with a slow sensual beat. She stepped between his legs, girating her hips and running her fingers down his thighs.- “Marine?” -she wondered. He nodded with a gulp. She turned until her back was facing him and bent over, pressing her ass into his crotch before flipping her hair back and resting her head on his shoulder. She took his hands and pressed them against her hips, allowing him to move her lower body against him. She kissed his cheek.- “I love a man in uniform.” -she whispered, stepping away from him. With a quick turn, she pressed the toe of her shoe into the chair beneath his balls, doing an exaggerated split. He could see the material of her thong beneath her dress and his pulse rate soared. She was determined to give him enough masterbating material for months to come. She took his hand and led it to the zipper beneath her arm. He drew it down slowly and the she peeled the dress down her body, running her fingers up her legs, thighs, hips, stomach and breasts. His eyes sparkled as he watched her. Wait till he told his shipmates about this place. Assholes were going to be jealous for months…-
iShatteredSanity: -The male nodded towards the other two men at the entrance.- [Man.] “Thanks. And no worries.” –The tall man said as he walked away from the two bouncers and into the hallway that led to the interior of the building. Of course he could hear bits and pieces of what the men were saying and he could not help himself but chuckle. He took a few deep drags of his cigarette and exhaled the smoke slowly, leaving a trail of smoke behind him that was pulled closer to him as his movement created a weak stream. He could feel someone watching over him and he was not surprised. After all it was the opening day for that club and the security would be tight in order to avoid any problems. Once inside he could see the area and his eyes opened a bit, nodding to himself as he mumbled a few words.- [Man.] “Damn, this joint is amazing. Someone must have spent quite a few zeros on this baby.” –He mumbled and nodded a few more times, this time with a devious smirk on his facial expressions. “If only they knew.”, he thought and walked past the large generator that was in front of the entrance, passing the plasma tube in the middle of the room while he could watch the dancers inside the cage shaking their bodies to the music.- [Man.] “I am so going to love this.” –He said and looked around for the bar. Of course he could see the ones responsible for the security watching at him and he could not help himself but smirk wider. His tall frame was a good reason for others to look at him in a “WTF!” face. But oh well, he never cared for such things. As he found the bar, the male walked towards it, looking at the two beauties that were serving the people. Inclining his head slightly to the right and taking another drag of his smoke, the man slowly took an empty seat in front of the bar and exhaled the smoke slowly.- [Man.] “Hey hun, can you pass me a Vodka with fresh lemon juice? And if possible, I want the Grey Goose.” –The man said towards the female who seemed a bit out of place.- [Man.] “Oh, and do you know where I can hide my coat? It is kinda warm in here.” –He added as he took off his coat and held it in his right hand. Every time he spoke everyone could see that he was not a local. His accent was a heavy Greek one and pretty much the locals could know about it. Now, back in the office. Helena could not hide that mischievous smirk of hers and she planted another kiss on Anna’s lips.- [Helena.] “I think that this is time to meet our guests.” –Helena said and slowly rose from her seat as Anna curled up on the chair. With slow steps she walked outside the office an towards the area that was designed for the owner and those invited by the owner. Once there, she had a good view of the club. Taking out a small device from her bra, she pressed a red button and 2 seconds later, the music was turned down. Then she looked at everyone who of course would be shocked and began her speech.- [Helena.] “Greetings and welcome to the Deathclub. I won’t take much of your time, but I will say this, fuck with someone in here and there will be no happy ending for you. That is the only rule in here. The security will make sure that none of the fuckers who will cerate problems will survive to see the light of another day. That would be all. Dance, drink, have sex, I don’t care. I want you to enjoy yourselves to the fullest. Once again, Welcome to the Deathclub.” –She said and pressed that red button again and the music started playing. Then she turned her head to the right and saw ‘him’, hiding a giggle, before she went back inside her office where she sat on her chair again.- [Helena.] “The game has been set. Lets see how many pawns will be out by morning.” –She said and embraced her adorable Anna, kissing her deeply and passionate while the music outside was making the walls shake.-
TheGorya: -Derick turned to see lcuy in a corner as his eyes narrowed then seeing that she wanted to hide in the corner like a lost puppy he growled at her as he said- “ lucy!! get your ass over and follow me….your in trouble little fucking girl.” -he griped his whip seeing a room upstairs as he started heading towards them already quiet embrassed of lucy he was going to give her something to remember after he made sure the room was empty or at least a room full of others that wouldnt mind seeing her get punished. The saddistic things he was about to do to her was starting to run wild threw his head as the nightmare of the teasing and the painful ideas that he had for her would break her of that. One thing he loved more than just teasing lcuy was making her scream for more after he had already broken her of the free will of pleasure. His ear preked hearing a voice as a womans voice poke on the loud speaker as he heard her speak not even carin he just kept on forward walking into a side room upstairs that had a chair with cuffs on the arms as well as it seemed to have a play room for pleasure of the dark fruits of life. Derick smirked turning around waiting for his little lucy to see what he had into story for her.-
DrakonMacar: The security seemed to half heartedly take in the announcement, they knew their job. They were detailed and drilled for a few days prior to opening, learning every nook and cranny of the club. Dmitry and Leonti kept to their post, Duke and Donnie looked up, mimicing the crowd to continue the rouse, leaving the club goers oblivious to who they were. The floormen wandered around, Donnie made a muted gesture towards the bar, Duke looked over, noting the new tender finally showed. He shook his head, not having seen her even interview but internally shrugged it off before he went patrolling the floor. Half heartedly eye balling he entertainers, wading through the chilled, static filled air on his route, Donnie roaming around arbitrarily, flirting with a girl in the crowd forming around the cages. At least he did his best part to avoid being seen, he was used to this life style, Duke on the other hand was not so keen on the atmosphere, but the money is what he cared for while he wandered listlessly.
LustfulParadise: -Lucy closed her eyes tightly as she got up quickly following behind him again as her head hung down. She opened her eyes reaching the stairs looking up to her Master with her bright red eyes again taking the steps as slowly as possible. ‘Might as well make him madder he is already mad at me and he has more fun when he is angry.’ Leaving her heels on the ground from where she was sitting she reached the top of the stairs feeling like he already had something worse in mind than he had before coming there tonight. She wrapped her arms quickly around her body as she looked at the whip next to her Master’s hand wincing at the stings from the last time he had used it on her for not listening at all to what he told her.- “Master Derick may your submissive speak?” –She waited for his reply as she was almost close enough to him keeping her eyes locked on him her whole body already tensing up from even the mear thought of his plan for punishment
CharlotteCarrendar:- The crowd grew larger and along with it, so did the thirst of the punters. Crowd was pumping, so alive with the sound of the music, rocking those speakers, the strobe lights, smoke machines, and jaggers of electricity, Death Club was the scene, the in and now. Dixie was bouncing along with the beat, shaking her ass, as she slid from end to end behind the bar, hands smacking hers, ripe with cash, and the odd cell number to boot. A wink and a cheeky smile, Dixie was in her element, every so often, she would raise a fist and rock out with the tunes being belted out by the DJ. Gyrating girls, sexing bitches in cages, men making out with fantasy queens in tight leather jeans, it was a hive of depravity and debauchery. Life lived short, and for the now. The In Crowd. As Dixie took yet another wad of cash from a rough end type, she then shot a glance at the heavy set man approaching the bar. Tatts, buried beneath hot leather. Dixie actually had a double take, and nearly tripped behind the bar, as he placed his order. [Man.] “Hey hun, can you pass me a Vodka with fresh lemon juice? And if possible, I want the Grey Goose.” Dixie was duly impressed, and winked, as the tempo of the music changed, she started rocking out behind the bar, as Inga picked up the beat too, and they both bumped hips againest each other. Girlish laughter, and Dixie nodded. (Dixie)”You got it, Gov.”- Wicked, lick and smack it, she turned round to grab a vodka bottle, shaking her ass. Swinging back the bottle then down she got the right measure, tossing in some ice and she slid the glass over. The request to take his coat, had Inga reach for it, and when he wasn’t looking, she brought it to her face and inhaled his masculine scent. (Inga)”Vocking ‘ell…He is heaven…I vould doez zomethingz to him.”- Dixie laughed as she slid across the Grey Goose, and then shook her head at Inga, slapping her arm. (Dixie)”Share, ya cheeky Swede bitch.” <3>
Felfaina: True went back to her cage after dancing with the sweet thing in the other cage. But in this chilly club True was sorely in need of her break and glad Helena had set down a time rotation of a half-hour dancing then five minutes off, then the same again unless of course a girl went private and earned the club extra. After all the cage dancers got the lowest dance wage due to being nothing more than glorified eye candy, there to draw the customers into wanting even more intimate dances. True caught one man staring and even when offered more by one of the exotics he shook his head no and just kept watching True, shoving one hundred Euro’s through the bars every time she came back til finally she whispered in his ear and led him off to a private room.
LadyBelz: -After listening to Helena’s announcement, Mia and her “company” resumed the very “rigorous” activites that had commenced about an hour into their session. If it wasn’t for the room being insulated, no doubt everyone in the club would have been able to hear the screams of passion echoing from within, despite the music vibrating the very walls of the place. It was hours before the two emerged, Mia’s hair and makeup looking a bit worn and the Marine’s clothing mussed and misbuttoned. He gave her another $300 dollars and she offered to give him a ride back to his ship. Not bothering to change her clothes, she stepped into her office long enough to grab her motorcycle jacket and helmet before leading the Marine by the hand down the stairs and out of the club to her motorcycle on the street. Ivan eyed her jealously, having caught a whiff of her as she walked past, and knowing she had spent possibly the last five hours having sex. She threw one long leg over the bike, giving him a quick view of the fact that she was no longer wearing her thong. The Marine climbed on behind her, hands resting on her waist as she started the motor. The two took off in a squeal of tires and burnt rubber.-
iShatteredSanity: -Helena had already closed the doors of the office and locked them so that nobody would disturb her intimate moments with Anna. If something urgent was to come up, she would know, that’s why she had so many monitors and the communication system after all. And back to the bar, the man looked at the girls behind the bar, shaking it and putting up a good show. That made him smirk deviously and not care about where to put his coat anymore. He only folded it and put it on his seat, then sat on it. He did not have anything that could break inside, so yeah. Staying only with that fishnet top that could reveal all the tattoos on him, both his arms covered with Celtic designs and a cross with angel wings on his back, all designs that he had made. And of course that top could reveal his well build body, but honestly he did not have that top on because he could show off, he just liked it; simple as that. Looking at the girl passing his drink, the man took it and winked back at her.- [Man.] “Thanks hun, appreciated.” –He said and took a large sip of that tasty liquid from the glass, feeling it running down his throat and taking another drag of his nearly dead cigarette. Closing his eyes to savor up the taste of the vodka, he slowly exhaled the smoke and then opened his eyes. And it was that time when the music stopped and a female voice was heard speaking a few things. The man could not help but smirk wider and chuckle.- [Man.] “Fascinating.” –He said and looked at the woman who served his drink.- [Man.] “Cheers.” –He said and rose his glass, nodding slowly and drinking the rest of his drink in one sip.- [Man.] “I think that I would like another one please, and if you can, pour that baby into a bigger glass.” –He said and gave the glass back to the woman.-
TheGorya: -Derick looked over his shoulder as he grined while he walked behind lucy whispering in her ear while he said in a very calm voice.- “now the fun begins my dear your going to be punished tonight with the full extent of my power with in this room” -he gave her shove into the room while he turned around locking the door with that happening only his face was last seen gving a saddistic grin on his face while fur the rest of the night the scream would be heard from the locked door of the BDSM room. No one would know if they would be for help or just for the pleasure they will share. The door slams and the door locks tightly hearing shortly after moans and screams of pelasure and pain. No cameras, no video recording would tell you whats really going on with in the room. The fate was sealed for that night in the Death Club the domination from hell started. The room would no longer be a virgin room after the night of the grand opening.-
CharlotteCarrendar:- For an opening night, the place was packed to the rafters, rooms filled with the heady cries and screams of pleasure that only the flesh could bring. The dance floor was thinning somewhat, as many retreated to darkened corners, the various BDSM rooms, and the stripper sections, where scantily clad girls worked their magic and their sultry thighs against the cold metal poles. Inga and Dixie had been at it full pace, and rocking for hours, so now the lull was something of a welcome relief. Bar staff had been wandering the rooms, collecting the dirty glasses and ashtrays, bringing them over where Inga and Dix were taking them up and starting to stack the washers, busy till the final call, when the streets would soon be littered with the drunk and drugged fuelled youth of Prague. The man whom had almost given over his coat, and chose to sit on it instead, had his tatts well revealed underneath a fish net t, that hung off his body and allowed for a hell of a lot of eye candy. He was enjoying the vodka that she served him first, remarking [Man.] “Fascinating.”- Dixie wiped down the bar top, reaching for more empty glasses, but you could see that the night was starting to tire her. Course, the man was still thirsty, and said [Man.] “I think that I would like another one please, and if you can, pour that baby into a bigger glass.” Dix took up the glass, and twirled in her hand, before placing it in the washer rack. (Dixie)”No worries, Mate…bigger glass for the Man.”- Inga leant back againest the bar behind her, wiping her brow, and then exhaling heavily. (Inga)”I never knewz thiz place be so busy….I am going to needz much rest…sleep all dayz.’- Dixie chortled loudly- (Dixie)”That be right, blondy…spend the day wrestling the sheets, right?” Inga tossed a bar rag at her, as Dixie caught it on the fly. (Dixie)”HA!..Can’t lie straight, let alone lie to me, Ingy!” Making up the second drink in a much bigger glass, Dixie slid it over and then finally stopped, turning her attention to two girls practically fucking each other against the bars of their cage. (Dixie)”Shit’s getting real for some.” <3>
iShatteredSanity: -Indeed, the time was flying by a bit fast, but that was to be expected. Someone had said that time is relative; having a good time with friends or at some place for hours will seem like moments, while touching a hot metal for only a moment will be like touching that hot surface for hours. Well, time was surely a mean bitch, but nothing could be done to avoid that. The man was looking at the girls at the bar, smirking slightly and chuckling, thinking that those girls were indeed a good choice for that place. Then he looked at the crowd, dancing like mad men on the dance floor. Of course he could not miss all those who were drooling over the looks of the dancers in the cages and on the poles. At least it was as that place had promised; new thrills. He had smoked about 6 more cigarettes in total for as long as he was there and he was now on his 8th. The ashtray before him was emptied and only his last cigarette was here, at least the girls were doing a good job. Then he looked back at the girl who poured his drink, nodding slowly towards her.- [Man.] “Thank a lot.” –Judging from her accent and the way she spoke, she must have been from Australia, or at least must had spent some time there. He would start to have a conversation with her, but he noticed the fatigue on her body. True, it was a busy night and the girls did not even stop serving the customers. Holding the glass with his right hand, he gulped the liquid in a single sip, wiping his lips afterwards. He enjoyed watching the two women playing with each other despite their fatigue, heh, at least they cared about putting up a good show and serving the customers, unlike some others. As he tilted the ash of his cigarette inside the tray, he noticed that one of the two women was looking towards the direction of a couple of girls that were fucking each other in the open. Shaking his head a few times he could not help himself but laugh.- [Man.] “I love this place. Count me in for the next days.” –He said and looked at the young woman, winking at her and taking another drag of his cigarette, exhaling it afterwards.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – A sly grin, the man seemed to be friendly, enjoying quite the number of cigarettes, as he sat at the bar, enjoying the banter between the fiesty Swede and the brash Australian. A couple came up from the dance floor, the girl practically glued to the guy, her tongue going in his ear, as he tried to order a couple of glasses of champagne, to take her to a room and get freaky. Inga reached for a bottle of champagne, and Dixie, chuckled, snatching it off her. (Dixie)”Let me show you how its done. You want to see how to pop a bottle?”- Reaching for a knife under the bar, she pointed the bottle neck at the couple and then gave it a little shake, with wiggling eyebrows at the man she had been serving. Then with a flick of the blade hard and fast against the neck of the bottle to the cork, the cork top exploded off, sending a shower of bubbly all over the girl who was licking her man’s ear with wild abandon. Her dress would be soaked, and her cleavage dripping. Setting down the bottle and two glasses, while licking her fingers, she made a mad grin at the man, and said- (Dixie)”More fun to lick it off than in a glass, Mate. Trust me, dip your cock in that and she be sucking it till you…”- Inga fell about laughing, as Dixie sucked her middle finger. The couple shrieking, but then the man snatched up the bottle and his gal and ran for one of the free sex rooms. The man that was still at the bar, may not know what to make of the wicked Aussie, but one thing was for sure. She was going to a noted attraction for the punters at the Death Club. The man laughed and said. [Man.] “I love this place. Count me in for the next days.” Dixie shrugged and leant on the bar with one hand, twirling the knife- (Dixie)”I might stick around too.” <3>
iShatteredSanity: -Despite the fatigue and the strain on their bodies, the two women behind the counter were still in high spirits, especially that Australian one. There was something about her that picked his curiosity. The man silently looked at her for some time, observing her and paying attention to her every movement. Apparently someone wanted to act high and mighty and open a champagne in the club… Ok, well, there was nothing wrong with that, but champagne? Really? Oh well, the man was not the one to judge the other man’s decision, he merely shrugged his shoulders and kept smoking his cigarette. His blue eyes kept looking at the young girl behind his shades, actually not caring if she was going to find out. And there he saw her, opening the bottle of champagne and showering the other woman while at the same time playing her game and provoking others. Of course the young one may had not realized that, but her attitude made the man who was sitting next to him to stand and move towards her. But the man with the shades knew what was about to happen and grabbed the other man’s shirt, shaking his head and pulling him back.- [Man.] “My advice is to sit down. Otherwise you will lose that hand of yours.” –Said the man and motioned the security guy who was just a few feet away. The second man nodded and walked away, but the man looked at the security person and motioned the other guy. After that it was nobody else’s job, but those in security to deal with. Back to the girl now, the man slowly rose from his seat after looking at his watch; the time was already 7:30 am.- [Man.] “Well, I will have to go. I need to open my store soon.” –He said and took his cigarette out in the ashtray while looking at the girls behind the counter.-
CharlotteCarrendar:- Inga high fived Dixie, who was now smirking as a man seemed to get toey with the Aussie. But as luck would have it, a man with dark shades, dealt swiftly with what could have been the start of a bar brawl, and no one wanted that. The cash register was positively choked with cash, the two girls had done quite the night in takings, and as it seemed that everyone was getting ready to make their ways home, Inga was getting her coat, and bag from the cupboard under the bar. She noticed that all Dixie had down there was a backpack, and she asked. (Inga)”Vhere you sleep, hun?”- Dixie stuffed her hands into the tops of her jean pockets and shrugged. (Dixie)”I find somewhere, some parks aren’t too bad, till I get myself sorted, ya know?” Inga nodded and then she could see the other bar manager coming in to count the takings to take to the safe. She strode out and into the night, heading to her own little flat in Prague. Dixie cleaned away the last of the glasses, and then smiled as the man who she had been serving for a while was making his way to go to. (Dixie)”Night …or should I say…Good morning.” -Dixie then reached down for her Backpack and swung it onto her shoulder. The bar manager handed her a small card, and it had on the back the roster for the next two weeks. It was a job, and she did a little dance, before stepping out from behind the counter, tucking the card into her bra. <3>
iShatteredSanity: -The man heard the whole conversation that took place between the two girls and saw the manager who had arrived to collect the money of the day, or to be more precise, night. Once they were all done and saw the Australian chick getting ready, he looked at her and while holding his coat in his hand, he nodded upwards before he spoke.- [Man.] “I have a place where you can crash. It’s not anything fancy, but it is something that I call home. Wanna come?” –The man said and looked at the girl, waiting for an answer when all of a sudden he rolled his eyes and smiled.- [Man.] “And you can call me Demetrios.” –Finally he revealed his name while at the same time he waited for the young woman’s response. Meanwhile, right above the bar, Helena was lying on the floor, holding Anna’s body tight, both naked and with the marks of scratches on their bodies; one should be a retard for not realizing what had happened.- [Helena.] “That was a blast. Lets just stay here, we will get back home later Anna.” –Helena said and Anna nodded slowly before they passed out, holding each other.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie stopped for a moment, adjusting the straps of her backpack, and then tilted her head at the man’s offer. [Man.] “I have a place where you can crash. It’s not anything fancy, but it is something that I call home. Wanna come?” Dixie bit her bottom lip, and twirled her toe a bit, wondering if it was such a hot idea to go home with someone she just met. Not like he hit on her or asked for sex. His name would be revealed as Demetrios, and with his thick greek accent, she was kinda partial, have been brought up in Melbourne, where it was the second largest greek community in the world, outside of Greece. With her world in her backpack, and a devil may care attitude, she nodded twice. (Dixie)”Alright, beats sleeping under a tree.” -she offered her hand to shake and smiled- (Dixie)”Name’s Dixie, but you can call me Dix.” <3>
iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios nodded and slowly walked towards the girl who introduced herself as Dix. Demetrios nodded slowly and wrapped his coat around her shoulders.- [Demetrios.] “Pleasure to make your an acquaintance Dix. And you will need this.” -Demetrios said and moved 2 steps behind, making sure that he did not forget anything on the counter. Patting his pockets and making sure that his cigarettes, his cellphone and his wallet were in there, he nodded to himself and looked back at Dix.- [Demetrios.] “Shall we? We need to catch the bus first.” -He also said and motioned the exit while extending his left hand so that she could take it.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – Feeling the comfort of Demetrios’s jacket draped over her shoulders, the cheeky Australian actually blushed, (which was a first), to be shown such gentlemanly ways. (Dixie)”And here I was thinking Knights only existed in fairy tales. Who knew I would find one in Prague. Heh.”- Watching as he checked behind the bar to see if he had lost anything, Dixie took one last look around the club, smiling. So this was the Death Club. Why was it it was the first time she found a place that was so alive, yet had that name? Demetrios was ready and offered his hand to her and she chuckled, taking it, walking out with him through the exit. (Dixie)”You know, when I lived in Melbourne, my Dad, he sent me to a greek school, where I learned valuable lessons such as, “If Nick has one goat and Maria has nine, how soon will they marry?” Random…sure, but that was Dixie. <3>
iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios noticed something on her face, but he blaimed the fatigue for that. Yet after hearing what she said, he shrugged his shoulders slightly.- [Demetrios.] “I don’t know about knights or anything, but I am just being me and I can’t help myself. I am weird, I know.” -He said and laughed softly, holding her hand softly inside his palm as they walked outside together. The bouncers were still there and they nodded towards Dix and Demetrios. Then together they walked down the street while the sun was already up. As for that Dix had said again, Demetrios actually chuckled before he spoke again.- [Demetrios.] “I don’t think that goats or milk will bring a marriage soon. If that thing is to happen, it will happen.” -Well, not anything clever or smart, but it was what he thought about that matter. And so they both walked down the street, towards the bus stop with their destination being the tattoo shop of Demetrios, that was also his house.-
<~ The End of session One~>