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Speaker 1: had watched him for months now, careful never to be noticed.
Speaker 1: He had watched his every move. She knew his favorite meal,
Speaker 1: his favorite women, how we preferred brunettes to blondes, and
Speaker 1: even his face for its strip joint. She knew he
Speaker 1: was a small time drug dealer who was trying to
Speaker 1: move up in the world. For years, she had been
Speaker 1: a good wife, loyal, supportive, and faithful, and then one
Speaker 1: day it just all went. Her world was lost, and
Speaker 1: in that moment she found freedom. She had spent her
Speaker 1: life pleasing other people, making them happy, only to learn
Speaker 1: a harsh life lesson of how quickly that could change,
Speaker 1: how brutal life could be, no matter how nice and
Speaker 1: good you were. It was a cold lesson on just
Speaker 1: how punishing the world could be to nice people. It
Speaker 1: changed her. She knew her mom would say not in
Speaker 1: a good way. Her mom was long since gone. Now
Speaker 1: it was just Ellie taking what she wanted. He was
Speaker 1: certainly a man. The old Ellie wouldn't have even concernsidered,
Speaker 1: but now well, she was most definitely very single minded.
Speaker 1: Dinner in pursuit of him, watching him enter broads and bars,
Speaker 1: possibly the sedious strip joint in town. She knew it
Speaker 1: would be at least two hours before he left, after
Speaker 1: enjoying a cage and shrimp dinner, several shots of his
Speaker 1: favorite whistlepig rye whiskey, the attention of whatever stripper unfortunate
Speaker 1: enough to fall foul of his dubious charms. Ellie sank
Speaker 1: back into the shadows of the alleyway opposite the club.
Speaker 1: She knew him so well now that she could even
Speaker 1: track his footsteps through the club. Of course, the club
Speaker 1: wasn't a brothel. They didn't actually condone touching or anything sexual. However,
Speaker 1: they did happen to have private rooms at the back
Speaker 1: for personal shows, intimate shows, rooms that were soundproofed, ordainned
Speaker 1: with various sex toys and implements for men with certain
Speaker 1: dark tastes. Apart from the door in and the small
Speaker 1: window on the back wall, the rooms were completely secure.
Speaker 1: The first time Ellie had tried to look through the window,
Speaker 1: she had almost fallen off the pallette she had stacked
Speaker 1: to ensure her five foot frame could reach the window,
Speaker 1: left clinging to the window sill. Fortunately the woman was
Speaker 1: making so much noise inside they didn't hear the echo
Speaker 1: of the falling pallets, and for twenty minutes Ellie was
Speaker 1: clung to the window sill till she heard its final
Speaker 1: groans of satisfaction, and then the door close. She smiled
Speaker 1: ruthfully to herself as she remembered that night. Some may
Speaker 1: have found it funny, almost slapstick, to watch the chain
Speaker 1: of events, but she was in no mood for laughing afterwards. Certainly,
Speaker 1: after releasing her grip and falling to the ground, she
Speaker 1: had cursed loudly, believing she had broken her ankle. Another
Speaker 1: tough lesson, do not wear killer hills when staking out
Speaker 1: a sex joint. She had eventually settled on leaving a
Speaker 1: small step ladder in one of the unused areas behind
Speaker 1: the club. Miraculously, in that time no one had stolen it.
Speaker 1: Over the months. She had watched him every night, learning
Speaker 1: aught he liked. Every night, her plan became a little
Speaker 1: clearer every night she became a little more aroused by
Speaker 1: watching him. Goody two shoes. Ellie would never have considered
Speaker 1: doing anything like that, but now, damn if she wasn't
Speaker 1: turned on by it, to the point of finding as
Speaker 1: many porno films on the Internet as she could to
Speaker 1: satisfy her dark urges to learn. Everything was now about
Speaker 1: completing her plans successfully. Only when she did that would
Speaker 1: she have true satisfaction. And now the day was almost here.
Speaker 1: Tomorrow her plan would come together, but there was much
Speaker 1: she had to do tonight in preparation, so knowing his
Speaker 1: movements for the rest of the night, Ellie left the
Speaker 1: alley and walked to her one bedroom apartment, just five
Speaker 1: minutes from the club. It was a far cry from
Speaker 1: the detached, five bedroomed house she was proud to live
Speaker 1: in just months ago. The streets here were a storm
Speaker 1: of voices and sirens. She had been almost deafened when
Speaker 1: she first took the apartment. Gone was a bird song
Speaker 1: at dawn, and the gentle hum of bees in her
Speaker 1: colorful garden, the smell of flowers and freshly cut grass,
Speaker 1: replaced by the stench of discarded takeaway mills and traffic
Speaker 1: pushing through her apartment door. She slammed it shut with
Speaker 1: her back, the broken neon sign opposite lighting her room.
Speaker 1: She looked at it for a moment, and suppressing the
Speaker 1: tears that were threatening in her eyes. How far would
Speaker 1: one woman go for satisfaction, she whispered to herself. Pushing
Speaker 1: off from the door, she dropped her clutch back on
Speaker 1: the bed as she entered the bathroom, pulling the light cord,
Speaker 1: she took one last look at the image in the mirror,
Speaker 1: her fingers playing with her naturally blonde hair. She stared
Speaker 1: at it, taking in every inch before whispering goodbye and
Speaker 1: reaching for the bottle of hair color on the glass
Speaker 1: shelf and undressing for the shower. Returning to the mirror
Speaker 1: ten minutes later, watched the hair dye streaking her face.
Speaker 1: The blonde was gone. She just had to wait for
Speaker 1: it to dry now and she would be the exact
Speaker 1: shade of Brunette loved so much. Opening the bathroom cabinet,
Speaker 1: she grabbed a tube of Loube and a metal buttlug,
Speaker 1: looking at it for a moment. She half smiled as
Speaker 1: she remembered that just a few months ago, she believed
Speaker 1: butt plugs were for gay people to hold their crap
Speaker 1: in after they'd been fucked, turning it in her fingers.
Speaker 1: Amused by her own naivete, she grabbed a towel from
Speaker 1: the rail and went back to her bed, spreading the
Speaker 1: towel over her pillows so the dye didn't spread. She
Speaker 1: lay down, bending her knees before covering the plug with loop.
Speaker 1: Although she had done this for several weeks now ever
Speaker 1: since discovering that he particularly liked anal, she still struggled
Speaker 1: to get the plug in place, holding her breath for
Speaker 1: a moment as it caressed the rosette of her ass,
Speaker 1: before forcing herself to relax and pushing it gently inside.
Speaker 1: As she felt it move past a tight ring of muscle,
Speaker 1: a second sensation arose for her body, a warm glow
Speaker 1: of pleasure that she now longed for. As it caressed
Speaker 1: the most private hotspots of her body, A low moment
Speaker 1: of pleasure escaped her lips. With her ass gently throbbing
Speaker 1: in delicious pleasure, she reached for the TV remote and
Speaker 1: the vibrator on the nightstand, flicking the TV on, warm
Speaker 1: colors radiated through the room, mixing with the glowing neon
Speaker 1: light from outside. Quickly pressing buttons, Ellie eventually found the
Speaker 1: one she needed, a movie that was absolutely terribly acted,
Speaker 1: but the lead melt in It had a look of
Speaker 1: him watching as a woman on the screen took the
Speaker 1: man's hard, thick cock deep into her mouth. Ellie pushed
Speaker 1: her vibrator between her lips, suppressing the urge to gag
Speaker 1: as it caressed the back of her throat, thrusting it
Speaker 1: in and out of her mouth, quickly whipping her tongue
Speaker 1: around it viciously for a moment, feeling the sensation of
Speaker 1: a wall cock pulsing in her mouth, turning it on.
Speaker 1: It vibrated heavily on her tongue, pushing it again hard
Speaker 1: against the back of her throat. Her other hand reached down,
Speaker 1: pinching her left nipple hard. She squirmed in pleasure, her
Speaker 1: body clutched at the buttlug in sheer delight. Tears stung
Speaker 1: her cheeks. Pushing her feet into the mattress, Ellie slid
Speaker 1: the vibrator from her mouth, quickly sliding it over her
Speaker 1: body before finding her trembling pussy lips. Deftly turning the
Speaker 1: speed up, she thrust it hard in between her wet folds,
Speaker 1: pushing it as deep and hard as she could manage,
Speaker 1: her core clutching aggressively at the sensations moving between her
Speaker 1: ass and pussy, her now well trained muscles holding the
Speaker 1: vibrator deep inside as she released her grip, sliding her
Speaker 1: hand back up and exposing her trembling clip from its hood,
Speaker 1: rubbing it furiously with her fingertip, forcing a loud moan
Speaker 1: from her lips. Suddenly remembering how paper thin the walls were,
Speaker 1: Ellie clamped her hand over her mouth, stifling her moans.
Speaker 1: Squeezing her eyes together tightly, she raised a hand before
Speaker 1: bringing it down harshly against a clit, the wet spank
Speaker 1: echoing around the room, accentuating the pleasure moving through a body.
Speaker 1: Pinching her clip roughly between her finger and thumb, she
Speaker 1: massaged it hard. Her feet pushed deeper into the mattress,
Speaker 1: her toes grasping at the linen as a orgasm moved
Speaker 1: up her thighs, forcing her eyes open. Ellie fixated on
Speaker 1: the man on the screen as he fucked the mature
Speaker 1: brunette in the ass, his hands grasping her clit, viciously
Speaker 1: controlling her orgasm. She felt it building in herself, intensifying
Speaker 1: until she heard him moan loudly, I'm coming for you, baby,
Speaker 1: And with that, Eli released her orgasm, a cascade down
Speaker 1: her body, a muffled cry of pleasure exploding between her
Speaker 1: fingers as a wildfire spread through every inch of her body.
Speaker 1: She let her hand fall from her mouth, closing her eyes,
Speaker 1: enjoying the waves of pleasure caressing her body. She was ready,
Speaker 1: she knew she was ready. He was not prepared for
Speaker 1: her at all. Sleep came quickly as wicked images of
Speaker 1: the plan danced through her dreams that moment when she
Speaker 1: would get satisfaction. Finally, Elie's eyes flicked open as the
Speaker 1: alarm on her phone sounded as always. It took her
Speaker 1: a moment to remember where she was and why she
Speaker 1: wasn't hearing the gentle chorus of birds song welcoming her
Speaker 1: to the day. Taking a moment to gather her thoughts,
Speaker 1: she smiled, today was the day. Moving her legs, she
Speaker 1: removed the butt plug, gently, flicking the TV off. She
Speaker 1: got up and went to the shower, returning after just
Speaker 1: a few moments, she rummied through her limited clothing, selecting
Speaker 1: the items she brought us specially for today. She laid
Speaker 1: the outfits on the bed before staring at her naked body,
Speaker 1: nodding gently as she said, you're ready, girl. Taking the
Speaker 1: lace top stockings from the bed, she rolled them up
Speaker 1: before gently sliding them up her legs, immersing herself in
Speaker 1: the gentle caress of the lace against her still sensitive thighs,
Speaker 1: resisting the urge to touch her pussy again despite the
Speaker 1: growing anticipation of today. Toying with the lace panties for
Speaker 1: a moment, she wondered how they might feel against her
Speaker 1: still throbbing clet. Taking a breath, slid them on, feeling
Speaker 1: the soft material kiss her cla so gently in goosebumps
Speaker 1: up and down her body. The ape that still burned
Speaker 1: in her nipples intensified as she felt the lace of
Speaker 1: the bra rub over them. Ellie gasped at the sensation,
Speaker 1: moving into a core. Her pussy clutched tightly in the
Speaker 1: warm trickle of her passion and dripped down the inside
Speaker 1: of a thigh. Looking in the mirror, Ellie had to
Speaker 1: admit the lingerie made her feel a lot sexier, a
Speaker 1: lot more like the woman she needed to be today tonight.
Speaker 1: Adjusting her bra in a vain attempt to make her
Speaker 1: breast look a little fuller, she turned back toward the bed,
Speaker 1: taking the skirt and shirt from the mattress. She felt
Speaker 1: a little disappointed at having to cover the lingerie before
Speaker 1: slipping her feet into a pair of painted at black
Speaker 1: heels and leaving for the interview that would change everything.
Speaker 1: She'd been inside broads and beers during the evenings, and
Speaker 1: it was dark and seedy. The dance floor and bar
Speaker 1: were the only areas that were well lit. Seeing it now,
Speaker 1: with all the lights on it frankly looked like a dive.
Speaker 1: Cleaners were desperately trying to clean up the mess from
Speaker 1: last night's events. Beer bottles were discarded all over the floor,
Speaker 1: and various pieces of dubious looking screwed up tissue adorned
Speaker 1: the tables around the dance floor. A few short months ago,
Speaker 1: she couldn't have visaged a place like this existed, let
Speaker 1: alone that she was going to be walking into it
Speaker 1: one day and applying for a job. How life had
Speaker 1: changed so quickly, literally on the turn of a dime,
Speaker 1: Ellie was approached by what could only be described as
Speaker 1: a monster of a man. Even beneath his overgrown beard,
Speaker 1: Ellie could see the scars medals from a long history
Speaker 1: of fights that marked its face. Miraculously, the scars distorted
Speaker 1: his face into something even uglier than nature it intended.
Speaker 1: We're closed, the man growled. I'm here for an interview,
Speaker 1: she whimpered, trying to sound as innocent as possible. Speaking
Speaker 1: into a radio. The bee suttered, mister Robson, you have
Speaker 1: an interview. A voice crackled in the radio. Ellie couldn't
Speaker 1: make out what he said. Follow me, the man eventually said,
Speaker 1: leading her to the rear At the main room. He
Speaker 1: knocked on an innocuous and plane door. A voice responded, curtly, come,
Speaker 1: Swinging the door open, the monster of a man guided
Speaker 1: Ellie inside before closing it behind her. I'm busy, so
Speaker 1: I'll be brief. The house gets twenty percent of your tips.
Speaker 1: You dance and strip to your panties no further on
Speaker 1: the main stage. If you get asked for a private show,
Speaker 1: that's all yours. We don't run a brothel. What you
Speaker 1: do in the private shows is between you and the client.
Speaker 1: He finally took a breath, his eyes moving up and
Speaker 1: down her body. Ellie held her breath, knowing that any
Speaker 1: second now he was going to ask her to strip.
Speaker 1: Her body fluttered with nerves. Do you understand, he asked?
Speaker 1: Eventually yes, Ellie murmured a little taken aback good, be
Speaker 1: here for seven pm sharp, and make sure you wash beforehand.
Speaker 1: Nothing more off putting than a dirty pussy, he sneered,
Speaker 1: his gaze still lingering on her body. Oh okay, is
Speaker 1: that it? She asked? Yes, I would ask for a show,
Speaker 1: but I'm busy and I've already done four interviews this morning,
Speaker 1: and there's only so many blow jobs a man needs
Speaker 1: in a day. Had your name to the list of dancers?
Speaker 1: On your way out, he said, as his gaze fell
Speaker 1: back to the computer screen in front of him. The
Speaker 1: man Monster was still outside, obviously waiting for her. He
Speaker 1: attempted what might pass for a smile before leading her
Speaker 1: back through the club. Stopping at the far end of
Speaker 1: the bar, he turned to Ellie and asked, so, did
Speaker 1: you get the job? Does anyone not get the job?
Speaker 1: She smiled, trying to mock friendliness. No, add your name
Speaker 1: to the list, He growled, shoving her clipboard at Ellie.
Speaker 1: Ellie took the pen clip to the top and scrawled
Speaker 1: her name on the paper a tip. As I'm guessing
Speaker 1: you're new to this game. He attempted another smile and failed,
Speaker 1: miserably scar tissue, making his face look even worse than before.
Speaker 1: Bring a purse to keep your tips in between shows.
Speaker 1: Drop it at the back of the stage when you
Speaker 1: come in, and take it when you leave. That will
Speaker 1: make sure nothing get stolen. I'm stood there during the show,
Speaker 1: and if anyone asked for a private show with you,
Speaker 1: I'll let you know. Staring at him for a moment,
Speaker 1: Ali wondered if there was something human in thereafter all.
Speaker 1: Simply smiling, she said, thank you. I'm Elli. By the way,
Speaker 1: I'm Julian, he growled. Julian, really, geez, your folks had
Speaker 1: another image of you in their head when you were born,
Speaker 1: she thought, giggling in the privacy of her mind. Leaving,
Speaker 1: Ellie returned to her apartment, ignoring the arguments echoing through
Speaker 1: the walls and the police sirens outside. She focused on
Speaker 1: preparing herself for the night ahead, her nerves beginning to
Speaker 1: tremble in anticipation. Taking a small amethyst pendant from her
Speaker 1: dressing table, the only thing that she had here from
Speaker 1: her rather life. She studied the light glinting through it
Speaker 1: for a moment as it glowed with a beautiful purple heartbeat,
Speaker 1: a present on her first wedding anniversary. She fought back
Speaker 1: the tears as she threaded a new wire cord through
Speaker 1: the silver clasp, securing it. She would wear this tonight.
Speaker 1: It was symbolic, it was important to Ellie, and now
Speaker 1: that is all that mattered. Returning to the club just
Speaker 1: before seven, the doors closed. She knocked in a way
Speaker 1: she hoped sounded confident, despite the nerves vibrating through her body.
Speaker 1: Julian opened the door and tried another smile. Ellie ignored
Speaker 1: the painfully horrific look on his face and smiled back
Speaker 1: without a word exchanged. She entered the club, following him
Speaker 1: to the top of the bar, where what could be
Speaker 1: best described as a mature woman stood looking in pain
Speaker 1: at her name. She spat out Ellie. Ellie responded, Okay,
Speaker 1: you're on probation tonight. If you don't get more than
Speaker 1: three hundred bucks worth of tips, you won't be back tomorrow.
Speaker 1: I've put you in the second routine. Julian, here will
Speaker 1: show you the changing room. The woman ticked next to
Speaker 1: where Ellie had put her name on the clipboard earlier
Speaker 1: and turned away. Surprisingly gently, Julian put his hand on
Speaker 1: her shoulder and guided her to a darkened corridor. Eventually
Speaker 1: he broke the silence between them, aying, ignore her. She's
Speaker 1: bitchy about all the new dancers, jealous and all. If
Speaker 1: you get any trouble tonight, just raise your hand to me.
Speaker 1: I'll make sure it stops. And he smiled and thanked him.
Speaker 1: He almost sounded like he cared. Ellie wasn't sure what
Speaker 1: she expected of the changing room, but it was surprisingly
Speaker 1: well lit and clean, probably the cleanest area of the
Speaker 1: club she had seen so far. Keeping herself to herself,
Speaker 1: her lack of confidence showing, she sat in the corner
Speaker 1: of the room, away from the other girls. The noise
Speaker 1: outside grew presumingly as the club opened. She just knew
Speaker 1: he would be here already sat outside waiting for her,
Speaker 1: although he didn't know it yet. Eventually, a light flashed
Speaker 1: on the wall and six girls got up from their
Speaker 1: chairs and filed out. The Sound of the cheering audience
Speaker 1: flooded into the room. Through the briefly opened door. Ellie's
Speaker 1: nerves flooded over her body. Was she really doing this?
Speaker 1: Undressing down to her bra and panties, she took the
Speaker 1: amethyst pendant from her purse before kissing it and play
Speaker 1: it over her head. It fell around her neck. Eventually,
Speaker 1: the light flashed again and the girls farred back in.
Speaker 1: Alice stood and followed the line of girls out into
Speaker 1: the darkness of the club, the raised down floor shining
Speaker 1: brightly as she walked up the steps. Dropping her purse
Speaker 1: to the side where Julian stood, she squinted at the audience,
Speaker 1: straining to see her quarry. Quickly maneuvering between the other girls,
Speaker 1: she positioned herself in front of him, starting to move.
Speaker 1: The dance steps she had been practicing for months seemed
Speaker 1: to escape her mind. All she could do was see
Speaker 1: with the imagures of him in various carnal positions, panic
Speaker 1: set in which she screw it up at the end.
Speaker 1: Despite all the preparation. Clutching the pole behind her, she
Speaker 1: instead decided to mimic the position she had seen various
Speaker 1: women in with him, awkwardly joying her hips between positions,
Speaker 1: hoping to inspire some memory in him. The moment seemed
Speaker 1: to drag on for hours. Off all the music died
Speaker 1: to silence. Not one tip, she thought, as she left
Speaker 1: the stage with the other girls, their thongs brimming with money.
Speaker 1: Cursing her stupidity, she grabbed her purse and returned to
Speaker 1: the changing room, sitting suddenly in the darkened corner. Boy,
Speaker 1: did I fuck this up? She muttered. Suddenly there was
Speaker 1: a knock on the door. Julian opened it and called
Speaker 1: to her, Ali, you have a private show. She stood
Speaker 1: up and left the gaulping girls behind her, following Julian
Speaker 1: down a darkened corridor to the back of the club.
Speaker 1: He knocked on the door, opened it, and ushered her inside,
Speaker 1: closing it behind her. He sat there in the corner,
Speaker 1: shrouded by the shadows. The smell of his cologne hung
Speaker 1: heavy in the room. The nerves returned to Ellie with
Speaker 1: a vengeance. Show me your ass, he commanded in strong,
Speaker 1: cold terms. Ellie strode over to him, turning, moved her
Speaker 1: butt in what she hoped desperately was a sexy way,
Speaker 1: skimming it over his pants. She was sure she could
Speaker 1: feel the hard tip of his erection through the soft
Speaker 1: material Grabbing her viciously, he pushed her over a bench
Speaker 1: in the middle of the room, his fingers teasing through
Speaker 1: the band of her thong before twisting it and ripping
Speaker 1: it from her, gasting it to the floor. Ellie gasped
Speaker 1: as the cold air bruised at her pussy, forcing it
Speaker 1: to tremble and clutch, a rush of arousal moving through
Speaker 1: a body. He stepped away, moving to the wall and
Speaker 1: selecting a flocker from the array of implements that adorn
Speaker 1: the wall. Returning, he placed his hand firmly on the
Speaker 1: smaller a bag, before raising his other hand and bringing
Speaker 1: the flogger down brutally across her ass. The beautiful sting
Speaker 1: of pleasure ricocheted through her body, forcing a moan from
Speaker 1: Ellie's mouth, as if he had switched a button on.
Speaker 1: She was suddenly so turned on she was here actually
Speaker 1: doing this. The flogger hit again, his leather strands whipping
Speaker 1: at the back of her thighs, that sting burning into
Speaker 1: a grass, tensing it before releasing and letting that heat
Speaker 1: move into her pussy. Another thrash of the flogger. Ellie
Speaker 1: could smell her fragrance filled the room as he grunted
Speaker 1: in satisfaction. Dropping the flogger, he returned to the wall,
Speaker 1: her pussy dripping with anticipation as he thrust the largest
Speaker 1: vibrator Ellie could imagine deep inside her. Holy Fuck, Ellie
Speaker 1: mutters as he turned it on, the barbaric vibration, causing
Speaker 1: her body to shake. He stepped another grunt of satisfaction
Speaker 1: before Ellie heard the whisper of his pants dropping to
Speaker 1: the floor. Taking the vibrator out of her pussy without ceremony,
Speaker 1: he thrust deep inside a raking pussy. Ellie clutched desperately
Speaker 1: at the wood of the bench as he hammered deep
Speaker 1: and hard into her, his hands moving over the globe
Speaker 1: of her cheeks, parting them before he viciously thrust two
Speaker 1: fingers through the rosette of her ass, his long fingers
Speaker 1: thrusting in and out. Ellie's body tensed in pleasure. His
Speaker 1: burned down her cheeks as his cock and fingers thrust
Speaker 1: harder and harder, deeper and deeper. Fuck she was going
Speaker 1: to come, and then he pulled out, leaving her pussing
Speaker 1: aching to be filled again. Fuck, she cried. Roughly. He
Speaker 1: pushed a vibrator into a pussy. Holy fuck, she screamed
Speaker 1: as she felt it touching the end of her parting
Speaker 1: her cheeks. He pushed his throbbing cock, still wet with
Speaker 1: her juices, into her ass, me the sensation of his
Speaker 1: cock tight inside her and the vibrator throbbing mercilessly in
Speaker 1: her pussy, and he felt her orgasm rising her body
Speaker 1: clutching hard on his cock, rubbing along his length with
Speaker 1: every thrust. A loud groan echoed around the room as
Speaker 1: she felt intense the hot stream of his cum filling
Speaker 1: her ass as her own body climaxed intensely. She panted
Speaker 1: wildly as she clutched at the bench, sending the shockwaves
Speaker 1: a pleasure jolting like a lecturisty through her body. Finally,
Speaker 1: she muttered between gasps, I want you to fuck my mouth.
Speaker 1: He muttered something that sounded like approval, before removing his
Speaker 1: cock from her ass, rolling her over on the bench
Speaker 1: as she slid down to her knees, grabbing her discarded
Speaker 1: thoungb from the floor, rubbing it around his still hard cock,
Speaker 1: and rubbing her hands slowly up and down, cleaning him
Speaker 1: and bringing life back into his fading erection. Satisfied it
Speaker 1: was ready, she teased her tongue around the tip of
Speaker 1: his cock, looking at him, watching his eyes close in
Speaker 1: pleasure as her fingers massaged his bulls, her other hand
Speaker 1: slipping through the thin wire of her pendulum and sliding
Speaker 1: it gently over her head, grasping his bulls tightly. His
Speaker 1: cock grew from the pleasure as Ellie laced her fingers
Speaker 1: through the wire, grasping the pendulum to ensure she didn't
Speaker 1: cut her own fingers. On the cheese wire, she twisted
Speaker 1: and tightened it viciously around his shaft, blood quickly dripping
Speaker 1: from the caress of the cheese wire. He screamed in agony. Quickly,
Speaker 1: she grabbed the vibrator from a pussy, lacing it through
Speaker 1: the wire and turning it, forcing the cheesewire through sinew
Speaker 1: and muscle, watching the agony moving over his face in
Speaker 1: waves of pain, his hand trying to clutch wildly at
Speaker 1: her hair, but panic in pain. Confusing his judgment, Elie whispered,
Speaker 1: six months ago, you cut off my husband's cock for
Speaker 1: a bet. How does it feel, dick weed, Twisting the
Speaker 1: vibrator again, the cheese wire tearing through the remains of
Speaker 1: his erection. As blood poured over Ellie's breast. She put
Speaker 1: her mouth over the remains of his cock and bit
Speaker 1: hard on the severed wound, feeling that his now flaccid
Speaker 1: cock drop into her mouth. Through sheer agony and blood loss,
Speaker 1: he collapsed to the floor, his body pulsing blood from
Speaker 1: the torn stem of his cock. Standing, Ellie spat the
Speaker 1: end of his cock from her mouth on to his
Speaker 1: quivering body, before saying, no one fucks with my husband
Speaker 1: but me. Staring down at his body lying in the
Speaker 1: quickly pulling blood, she said in an undertone, fuck, the
Speaker 1: sudden realization dawning on her that she had never planned
Speaker 1: past his point. The window was too small for her
Speaker 1: to get through, and she was covered in blood and
Speaker 1: completely naked, something that even in this city was considered unusual,
Speaker 1: and she had no way of cleaning up. Deciding the
Speaker 1: only way to handle it was to claim it was
Speaker 1: an accident, she wiped the blood from her chin with
Speaker 1: her thongb and opened the door slightly. Julian stood dutifully outside.
Speaker 1: Turning her, he gave her a brief nod or done,
Speaker 1: He asked, yes, Alice said sheepishly, Can you come in?
Speaker 1: There's been a bit of an accident, and Julian shook
Speaker 1: his head despondently as he pushed through the door. That's
Speaker 1: no accident, he said, gruffly, staring at the dying man.
Speaker 1: You know, you people get messier and messier with these jobs,
Speaker 1: he said, grinning wildly. You people, What the fuck was
Speaker 1: he on about? Well, you know you can't always be tidy,
Speaker 1: she said, confused, but having no option but to follow
Speaker 1: this ride on wherever it was going. Time was you
Speaker 1: would just shoot him in the eye. Guess you have
Speaker 1: to get creative, even as a hit man, to stave
Speaker 1: off the boredom a hit man. I knew you weren't
Speaker 1: a dancer when I saw you, and honestly, he said,
Speaker 1: smiling cruelly, you might want to work on your dance
Speaker 1: moves if you're going to try this way again. You
Speaker 1: were so obvious. Kicking the now lifeless body, Julian said,
Speaker 1: I'll get your contract money, you'll clothes and a towel
Speaker 1: for you to clean up with. Leave the body to me.
Speaker 1: As he reached the door to leave, he turned and
Speaker 1: giggled like a schoolboy before saying, shit, this is one
Speaker 1: hell of a hit. No one's gonna believe me on
Speaker 1: this one. Eventually returning with a briefcase, towels and clothes
Speaker 1: along with a body bag. He said, we were told
Speaker 1: you would being tomorrow to hit him. Guess the bosses
Speaker 1: were desperate to get shot of him. Too much ambition,
Speaker 1: This one not healthy in his line of work. As
Speaker 1: she cleaned up and dressed, Julian said, you better hurry up.
Speaker 1: I've called a cab. He will pick you up from
Speaker 1: front of the club in about five minutes. You will
Speaker 1: never here. I'll call it in shortly so the bosses no,
Speaker 1: it's done, thanks, Julian. Elie said, her mind's still a
Speaker 1: maze of confusion, Kissing him gently on the cheek. She
Speaker 1: grabbed the briefcase before leaving. She held her breath while
Speaker 1: walking through the club, sure that every eye in the
Speaker 1: room was on her. Not breathing again, and she'll shoot
Speaker 1: was outside as promised, a yellow cab waited for her.
Speaker 1: The driver just asked roughly where to Pausing for a moment,
Speaker 1: the driver realized her wariness. It's okay. I'm with the firm.
Speaker 1: Breathing a sigh of relief, she gave him her home address.
Speaker 1: Two minutes later, they pulled up outside her apartment block.
Speaker 1: Ali stepped inside the stairwell, waiting until the cab driver left.
Speaker 1: Content that she was alone again, she called for another cab.
Speaker 1: Ten minutes later, a yellow cab pulled up on the
Speaker 1: curb in front of her, and twenty minutes later they
Speaker 1: pulled up outside the detached house in the suburbs. The
Speaker 1: choir to the area, creating an automatic relaxation at Allie.
Speaker 1: As she stepped out of the cab, bright lights shone
Speaker 1: through the windows, welcoming and warm. Opening the front door,
Speaker 1: Alie walked back into her life. A voice called from
Speaker 1: the sitting room. Is that you, honey? Yes, I'm home.
Speaker 1: Just grabbing a shower real quick. Making her way upstairs,
Speaker 1: she turned the shower on in her own suite, before
Speaker 1: undressing and stepping under the warm stream of water, the
Speaker 1: memories of the past few days being washed away. Streams
Speaker 1: of hair dye pulled in the shower before vanishing down
Speaker 1: the blood hole. Slipping into a robe, she returned downstairs
Speaker 1: to the sitting room. Chris was sat on the sofa.
Speaker 1: He tried to get up, but obviously struggling. She said,
Speaker 1: don't get up. As she sat down next to him,
Speaker 1: putting his arm around her. He kissed her forehead before
Speaker 1: whispering into her hair, I've missed you, so tell me
Speaker 1: how was the course? Did you get the job? Caressing
Speaker 1: his cheek gently before kissing him, she said, you know
Speaker 1: what I think I did. Relaxing, she nuzzled in tight
Speaker 1: against him. She was home. Finally, rubbing his hand up
Speaker 1: and down her back, he said quietly, I'm glad. Maybe
Speaker 1: less late nights from now on. Maybe maybe not. She replied,
Speaker 1: so well, I hope it doesn't give you any nightmass.
Speaker 1: Let's leave it at that. I look forward to you
Speaker 1: joining me again so we can get wild and bad,
Speaker 1: and always with your pleasure in mind. This is devil
Speaker 1: and wild, wishing you solicious dreams, the.
Speaker 2: Same as a spy at Spain and at into a
Speaker 2: tate aducticates and into a tetucticate