August 25, 2025 • 40 mins
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Ellie was once the picture of suburban bliss, a girl next door with dreams as bright as her white picket fence. But when a singular obsession drags her into the shadowy depths of the city’s underbelly, everything changes. Now, she finds herself entwined in a world where desire and danger dance dangerously close.
As she navigates the seedy neon-lit corridors of strip clubs and hidden back rooms, Ellie’s innocence is put to the ultimate test. Her heart races with every pulse of the bass, every flicker of temptation that draws her deeper into a life she never imagined. She’s determined to take control, to seize her destiny, but the cost of obsession may be more than she bargained for.
Can the naive girl from the suburbs truly survive in a place where lust reigns supreme and betrayal lurks around every corner? As Ellie’s plan unfolds, she must confront the savage bite of her desires and the brutal reality that comes with them. Prepare for a heart-pounding journey through the dark alleys of passion and peril.
"The Savage Bite Of Lustful Obsession" is not for the faint-hearted—dare to join Ellie as she discovers just how far she’ll go for love, lust, and the life she craves.
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Ellie was once the picture of suburban bliss, a girl next door with dreams as bright as her white picket fence. But when a singular obsession drags her into the shadowy depths of the city’s underbelly, everything changes. Now, she finds herself entwined in a world where desire and danger dance dangerously close.
As she navigates the seedy neon-lit corridors of strip clubs and hidden back rooms, Ellie’s innocence is put to the ultimate test. Her heart races with every pulse of the bass, every flicker of temptation that draws her deeper into a life she never imagined. She’s determined to take control, to seize her destiny, but the cost of obsession may be more than she bargained for.
Can the naive girl from the suburbs truly survive in a place where lust reigns supreme and betrayal lurks around every corner? As Ellie’s plan unfolds, she must confront the savage bite of her desires and the brutal reality that comes with them. Prepare for a heart-pounding journey through the dark alleys of passion and peril.
"The Savage Bite Of Lustful Obsession" is not for the faint-hearted—dare to join Ellie as she discovers just how far she’ll go for love, lust, and the life she craves.
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This is your time, your time to relax, your time
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woman as you listen to my voice, feel the story
moving through your body as you enjoy tonight's show. Ellie
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had watched him for months now, careful never to be noticed.
He had watched his every move. She knew his favorite meal,
his favorite women, how we preferred brunettes to blondes, and
even his favorite stress joint. She knew he was a
small time drug dealer who was trying to move up
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in the world. For years, she had been a good wife, loyal, supportive,
and faithful, and then one day it just all went.
Her world was lost, and in that moment she found freedom.
She had spent her life pleasing other people, making them happy,
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only to learn a harsh life lesson of how quickly
that could change, how brutal life could be, no matter
how nice and good you were. It was a cold
lesson on just how punishing the world could be to
nice people. It changed her. She knew her mom would
say not in a good way, but her mom was
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long since gone. Now it was just Ellie taking what
she wanted. He was certainly a man the old Elli
wouldn't have even considered, but now while she was most
definitely very single minded dinner in pursuit of him, watching
him enter broads and bars, possibly the sedious strip joint
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in town. She knew it would be at least two
hours before he left after enjoying a cage and shrimp dinner,
several shots of his favorite whistlepig rye whiskey, the attention
of whatever stripper unfortunate enough to fall foul of his
dubious charms. Ellie sank back into the shadows of the
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alleyway opposite the club. She knew him so well now
that she could even track his footsteps through the club.
Of course, the club wasn't a brothel. They didn't actually
condone touching or anything sexual. However, they did happen to
have private rooms at the back for personal shows into
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much shows, rooms that were soundproofed and or deigned with
various sex toys and implements for men with certain dark tastes.
Apart from the door in and the small window on
the back wall, the rooms were completely secure. The first
time Ellie had tried to look through the window, she
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had almost fallen off the pallette she had stacked to
ensure her five foot frame could reach the window left,
clinging to the window sill. Fortunately the woman was making
so much noise inside they didn't hear the echo of
the falling pallets. And for twenty minutes Ellie was clung
to the window sill till she heard its final groans
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of satisfaction, then the door close. She smiled ruefully to
herself as she remembered that night. Some may have found
it funny, almost slapstick, to watch the chain of events,
but she was in no mood for laughing afterwards. Certainly,
after releasing her grip and falling to the grind, she
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had cursed loudly, believing she had broken her ankle. Another
tough lesson, do not wear killer hills When staking out
a sex joint. She had eventually settled on leaving a
small step ladder in one of the unused areas behind
the club. Miraculously, in that time no one had stolen it.
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Over the months, she had watched him every night, learning
aught he liked. Every night, her plan became a little
clearer every night she became a little more aroused by
watching him. Goody two shoes. Ellie would never have considered
doing anything like that, but now, damn if she wasn't
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turned on by it, to the point of finding as
many porno films on the internet as she could to
satisfy her dark urges to learn. Everything was now about
completing her plans successfully. Only when she did that would
she have true satisfaction. And now the day was almost here.
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To morrow, her plan would come together, but there was
much she had to do to night in preparation. So
knowing his movements for the rest of the night, Ellie
left the alley and walked to her one bedroom apartment,
just five minutes from the club. It was a far
cry from the detached, five bedroomed house she was proud
to live in just months ago. The streets here were
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a storm of voices and sirens. She had been almost
deafened when she first took the apartment. Gone was a
bird song at dawn and the gentle hum of bees
in her colorful garden, the smell of flowers and freshly
cut grass replaced by the stench of discarded takeaway mills
and traffic. Pushing through her apartment door. She slammed it
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shut with her back. The broken neon sign opposite lighting
her room. She looked at it for a moment, so
pressing the tears that were threatening in her eyes. How
far would one woman go for satisfaction, she whispered to herself.
Pushing off from the door, she dropped her clutch bag
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on the bed as she entered the bathroom, Pulling the
light cord, she took one last look at the image
in the mirror, her fingers playing with her naturally blonde hair.
She stared at it, taking in every inch before whispering
goodbye and reaching for the bottle of hair color on
the glass shelf and undressing for the shower. Returning to
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the mirror ten minutes later, watched the hair dye streaking
her face. The blonde was gone. She just had to
wait for it to dry now, as she would be
the exact shade of Brunetti loved so much. Opening the
bathroom cabinet, she grabbed a tube of loub and a
metal buttlug. Looking at it for a moment, she half
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smiled as she remembered that just a few months ago,
she believed butt plugs were for gay people to hold
their crap in after they'd been fucked, turning it in
her fingers. Amused by her own naivete, she grabbed a
towel from the rail and went back to her bed,
spreading the towel over her pillows so the dye didn't spread.
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She lay down, bending her knees before covering the plug
with loop. Although she had done this for several weeks
now ever since discovering that he particularly liked anal, she
still struggled to get the plug in place, holding her
breath for a moment as it caressed the rosette of
her ass, before forcing herself to relax and pushing it
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gently inside. As she felt it move past a tight
ring of muscle, a second sensation arose for her body,
a warm glow of pleasure that she now longed for.
As it caressed the most private hotspots of her body,
A low moment of pleasure escaped her lips. With her
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ass gently throbbing in delicious pleasure, she reached for the
TV remote and the vibrator on the nightstand. Flicking the
TV on, warm colors radiated through the room, mixing with
the glowing neon light from outside. Quickly pressing buttons, Ellie
eventually found the one she needed. A movie that was
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absolutely terribly acted, but the lead melt in It had
a look of him, watching as a woman on the
screen took the man's hard, thick cock deep into her mouth.
Ellie pushed her vibrator between her lips, suppressing the urge
to gag as it caressed the back of her throat,
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thrusting it in and out of her mouth, quickly whipping
her tongue around it viciously for a moment, feeling the
sensation of a warm cock pulsing in her mouth, turning
it on. It vibrated heavily on her tongue, pushing it
again hard against the back of her throat. Her other
hand reached down, pinching her left nipple hart She squirmed
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in pleasure, her body clutched at the buttlug in sheer delight.
Tears stung her cheeks. Pushing her feet into the mattress,
Ellie slid the vibrator from her mouth, quickly sliding it
over her body before finding her trembling pussy lips. Definitely
turning the speed up, she thrust it hard in between
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her wet folds, pushing it as deep and hard as
she could manage, her core clutching aggressively at the sensations
moving between her ass and pussy. Her now well trained muscles,
holding the vibrator deep inside as she released her grip,
sliding her hand back up and exposing her trembling clip
from its hood, rubbing it furiously with her fingertip, forcing
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a loud moan from her lips. Suddenly remembering how paper
thin the walls were, Ellie clamped her hand over her mouth,
stifling her moans. Squeezing her eyes together tightly, she raised
a hand before bringing it down harshly against a clit,
the wet spank echoing around the room, accentuating the pleasure
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moving through a body. Pinching her clip roughly between her
finger and thumb, she massaged it hard. Her feet pushed
deeper into the mattress, her toes grasping at the linen
as a orgasm moved up her thighs, forcing her eyes open.
Ellie fixated on the man on the screen as he
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fucked the mature brunette in the ass, his hands grasping
her clip viciously controlling her orgasm. She felt it building
in herself, intensifying until she heard him moan loudly, I'm
coming for you, baby, and with that, Ellie released her orgasm,
letting it skied down her body, a muffled cry of
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pleasure exploding between her fingers as a wildfire spread through
every inch of her body. She let her hand fall
from her mouth, closing her eyes, enjoying the waves of
pleasure caressing her body. She was ready, she knew she
was ready. He was not prepared for her at all.
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Sleep came quickly as wicked images of the plan danced
through her dreams that moment when she would get satisfaction. Finally,
Ellie's eyes flicked open as the alarm on her phone
sounded as always. It took her a moment to remember
where she was and why she wasn't hearing the gentle
chorus of birds song welcoming her to the day. Taking
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a moment to gather her thoughts, she smiled, today was
the day. Moving her legs, she removed the butt plug, gently,
flicking the TV off, She got up and went to
the shower, returning after just a few moments. She rummy
through her limited clothing, selecting the items she brought us
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specially for today. She laid the outfits on the bed
before staring at her naked body, nodding gently as she said,
you're ready, girl. Taking the lace top stockings from the bed.
She rolled them up before gently sliding them up her legs,
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immersing herself in the gentle caress of the lace against
her still sensitive thighs, resisting the urge to touch her
pussy again, despite the growing anticipation of today. Talking with
the lace panties for a moment, she wondered how they
might feel against her still throbbing clot Taking a breath,
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slid them on, feeling the soft material kiss her clips
so gently in goosebumps up and down her body. The
ape that still burned in her nipples intensified as she
felt the lace of the bra rub over them. Ellie
gasped at the sensation, moving into a core. Her pussy
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clutched tightly in the warm trickle of her passion and
dripped down the inside of a thigh. Looking in the mirror,
Ellie had to admit the lingerie made her feel a
lot sexier, a lot more like the woman she needed
to be today tonight. Adjusting her bra in a vain
attempt to make her breast look a little fuller, she
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turned back toward the bed, taking the skirt and shirt
from the mattress. She felt a little disappointed at having
to cover the lingerie before slipping her feet into a
pair of painted a black heels and leaving for the
interview that would change everything. She'd been inside broad and
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Beers during the evenings, and it was dark and seedy.
The dance floor and bar were the only areas that
were well lit. Seeing it now with all the lights
on it frankly looked like a dive. Cleaners were desperately
trying to clean up the mess from last night's events.
Beer bottles were discarded all over the floor, and various
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pieces of dubious looking screwed up tissue adorned the tables
around the dance floor. A few short months ago, she
couldn't have visaged a place like this existed, let alone
that she was going to be walking into it one
day and applying for a job. How life had changed
so quickly. Literally, on the turn of a dime, Ellie
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was approached by what could only be described as a
monster of a man. Even beneath his overgrown beard, Ellie
could see the scars medals from a long history of fights,
that marked its face. Miraculously, the scars distorted his face
into something even uglier than nature. It intended we're closed,
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the man growled. I'm here for an interview. She whimpered,
trying to sound as innocent as possible. Speaking into a radio.
The be suttered, mister Robson, you have an interview. A
voice crackled in the radio. Ellie couldn't make out what
he said. Follow me, the man eventually said, leading her
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to the rear. At the main room. He knocked on
an innocuous and plane door. A voice responded, curtly, come,
Swinging the door open, the monster of a man guided
Eli inside before closing it behind her. I'm busy, so
I'll be brief. The house gets twenty percent of your tips.
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You dance and strip to your panties no further on
the main stage. If you get asked for a private show,
that's all you'll We don't run a brothel. What you
do in the private shows is between you and the client.
He finally took a breath, his eyes moving up and
down her body. Ellie held her breath, knowing that any
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second now he was going to ask her to strip.
Her body fluttered with nerves. Do you understand, he asked? Eventually, yes,
Ellie murmured a little taken aback good be here for
seven pm sharp, and make sure you wash beforehand. Nothing
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more off putting than a dirty pussy, he sneered, his
gaze still lingering on her body. Oh okay, is that it?
She asked. Yes, I would ask for a show, but
I'm busy and I've already done four interviews this morning,
and there's only so many blow jobs a man needs
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in a day. Add your name to the list of dancers.
On your way out, he said, as his gaze fell
back to the computer screen in front of him. The
man Monster was still outside, obviously waiting for her. He
attempted what might pass for a smile before leading her
back through the club. Stopping at the far end of
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the bar, he turned to Ellie and asked, so, did
you get the job? Does anyone not get the job?
She smiled, trying to mock friendliness. No, add your name
to the list, he growled, shoving her clipboard at Ellie.
Ellie took the pen clip to the top and scrawled
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her name on the paper a tip, as I'm guessing
you're new to this game. He attempted another smile and failed,
miserably scar tissue, making his face look even worse than before.
Bring a purse to keep your tips in between shows.
Drop it at the back of the stage when you
come in, and take it when you leave. That will
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make sure nothing gets stolen. I'm stood there during the show,
and if anyone asked for a private show with you,
I'll let you know. Staring at him for a moment,
Ali wondered if there was something human in thereafter all.
Simply smiling, she said, thank you. I'm Elli. By the way,
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I'm Julian, he growled. Julian, Really, geez, your folks had
another image of you in their head when you were born,
she thought, giggling in the privacy of her mind. Leaving,
Ellie returned to her apartment, ignoring the arguments echoing through
the walls and the police sirens outside. She focused on
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preparing herself for the night ahead, her nerves beginning to
tremble in anticipation. Taking a small amethyst pendant from her
dressing table, the only thing that she had here from
her rather life, she studied the light glinting through it
for a moment. As it glowed with a beautiful purple heartbeat,
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a present on her first wedding anniversary. She fought back
the tears as she threaded a new wire cord through
the silver clasp, securing it. She would wear this tonight.
It was symbolic, it was important to Ellie, and now
that is all that mattered. Returning to the club just
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before seven, the doors closed. She knocked in a way
she hoped sounded confident, despite the nerves vibrating through her body.
Julian opened the door and tried another smile. Ellie ignored
the painfully horrific look on his face and smiled back
without a word exchanged. She entered the club, following him
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to the top of the bar, where what could be
best described as a mature woman stood, looking impatiently at
her name. She spat out Ellie. Ellie responded, okay, you're
on probation tonight. If you don't get more than three
hundred bucks worth of tips, you won't be back tomorrow.
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I've put you in the second routine. Julian here will
show you the changing room. The woman ticked next to
where Ellie had put her name on the clipboard earlier
and turned away. Surprisingly gently, Julian put his hand on
her shoulder and guided her to a darkened corridor. Eventually,
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he broke the silence between them, aying ignore her. She's
bitchy about all the new dancers, jealous and all. If
you get any trouble tonight, just raise your hand to me.
I'll make sure it stops. Elie smiled and thanked him.
He almost sounded like he cared. Ellie wasn't sure what
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she expected of the changing room, but it was surprisingly
well lit and clean, probably the cleanest area of the
club she had seen so far. Keeping herself to herself,
her lack of confidence showing, she sat in the corner
of the room, away from the other girls. The noise
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outside grew presumingly as the club opened. She just knew
he would be here already sat outside waiting for her,
although he didn't know it yet. Eventually, a light flashed
on the wall, and six girls got up from their
chairs and filed out. The sound of the cheering audience
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flooded into the room through the briefly opened door. Ellie's
nerves flooded over her body. Was she really doing this?
And dressing down to her bra and panties, she took
the amethyst pendant from her purse before kissing it and
placing it over her head. It fell around her neck Eventually,
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the light flashed again and the girls fared back in.
Alice stood and followed the line of girls out into
the darkness of the club, the raised down floor shining
brightly as she walked up the steps. Dropping her purse
to the side where Julian stood, she squinted at the audience,
straining to see her quarry. Quickly maneuvering between the other girls,
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she positioned herself in front of him, starting to move
the dance steps she had been practicing for months in
to escape her mind. All she could do was see
with the imagures of him in various carnal positions, panic
set in which she screwed up at the end despite
all the preparation. Clutching the pole behind her, she instead
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decided to mimic the position she had seen various women
in with him, awkwardly gyrating her hips between positions, hoping
to inspire some memory in him. The moment seemed to
drag on for hours before the music died to silence.
Not one tip, she thought, as she left the stage
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with the other girls, their thongs brooming with money. Cursing
her stupidity, she grabbed her purse and returned to the
changing room, sitting suddenly in the darkened corner. Boy, did
I fuck this up? She muttered. Suddenly there was a
knock on the door. Julian opened it and called to her, Ali,
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you have a private show. She stood up and left
the gaulping girls behind her, following Julian down a darkened
corridor to the back of the club. He knocked on
the door, opened it, and ushered her inside, closing it
behind her. He sat there in the corner, shrouded by
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the shadows. The smell of his cologne hung heavy in
the room. The nerves returned to Ellie with a vengeance.
Show me your ass, he commanded in strong, cold terms.
Ellie strode over to him, turning, moved her butt in
what she hoped desperately was a sexy way, skimming it
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over his pants. She was sure she could feel the
hard tip of his erection through the soft material. Grabbing
her viciously, he pushed her over a bench in the
middle of the room, his fingers teasing through the band
of her thong before twisting it and ripping it from her,
gasting it to the floor. Ellie gasped as the cold
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air bruised at her pussy. Forcing it to tremble and clutch,
a rush of arousal moving through a body. He stepped away,
moving to the wall and selecting a flocker from the
array of implements that adorn the wall. Returning, he placed
his hand firmly on the small of her back, before
raising his other hand and bringing the flogger down brutally
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across her ass. The beautiful sting of pleasure ricocheted through
a body, forcing a moan from Ellie's mouth, as if
he had switched a button on. She was suddenly so
turned on she was here actually doing this. The flogger
hit again, his leather strands whipping at the back of
her thighs, that sting burning into a rass, tensing it
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before releasing and letting that heat move into her pussy.
Another thrash of the flogger, Ellie could smell her fragrance
filled the room as he grunted in satisfaction. Dropping the flogger,
he returned to the wall, her pussy dripping with anticipation
as he thrust the largest vibrator Ellie could imagine deep
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inside her. Holy fuck, Ellie mutters as he turned it on.
The barbaric vibration causing her body to shake. He stepped
back another grunt of satisfaction before Ellie heard the whisper
of his pants dropping to the floor. Taking the vibrator
out of her pussy without ceremony, he thrust deep inside
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a raching pussy. Ellie clutched desperately at the wood of
the bench as he hammered deep and hard into her,
his hands moving over the globe of her cheeks, parting
them before he viciously thrust two fingers through the rosette
of her ass, his long fingers thrusting in and out.
Ellie's body tensed in pleasure. His burned down her cheeks
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as his cock and fingers thrust harder and harder, deeper
and deeper. Fuck, she was going to come. And then
he pulled out, leaving her pussing, aching to be filled again. Fuck,
she cried roughly. He pushed a vibrator into a pussy.
Holy fuck, she screamed as she felt it touching the
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end of her Parting her cheeks, he pushed his throbbing cock,
still wet with a juices, into her ass. In the
sensation of his cock tight inside her and the vibrator
throbbing mercilessly in her pussy, and he felt her orgasm rising,
her body clutching hard on his cock, rubbing along his
length with every thrust. A loud groan echoed around the
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room as she felt intense the hot stream of his
cum filling her ass. As her own body climaxed intensely.
She panted wildly as she clutched at the bench, sending
the shockwaves a pleasure jolting like a lecturisty through her body. Finally,
she muttered between gasps, I want you to fuck my mouth.
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He muttered something that sounded like approval, before removing his
cock from her ass, rolling her over on the bench
as she slid down to her knees, grabbing her discarded
thong from the floor, rubbing it around his still hard cock,
and rubbing her hands slowly up and down on cleaning
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him and bringing life back into his fading erection. Satisfied
it was ready, she teased her tongue around the tip
of his cock, looking at him, watching his eyes close
in pleasure as her fingers massaged his bulls, her other
hand slipping through the thin wire of her pendulum and
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sliding it gently over her head. Grasping his bulls tightly.
His cock grew from the pleasure as Ellie laced her
fingers through the wire, grasping the pendulum to ensure she
didn't cut her own fingers. On the cheese wire, she
twisted and tightened it viciously around his shaft. Blood quickly
dripping from the caress of the cheese wire, he screamed
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in agony. Quickly, she grabbed the vibrator from a pussy,
lacing it through the wire and turning it, forcing the
cheesewire through sinew and muscle, Watching the agony moving over
his face in waves of pain, his hand trying to
clutch wildly at her hair, but panic in pain. Confusing
his judgment, Elie whispered, six months ago, you cut off
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my husband's cock for a bet. How does it feel,
dick weed, twisting the vibrator again, the cheese wire tearing
through the remains of his erection. As blood poured over
Ellie's breast, she put her mouth over the remains of
his cock and bit hard on the severed wound, feeling
that his now flaccid cock drop into her mouth. Through
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sheer agony and blood loss, he collapsed to the floor,
his body pulsing blood from the torn stem of his cock. Standing,
Ellie spat the end of his cock from her mouth
on to his quivering body, before saying, no one fucks
with my husband but me. Staring down at his body
lying in the quickly pulling blood, she said in an undertone, fuck,
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the sudden realization dawning on her that she had never
planned past his point. The window was too small for
her to get through, and she was covered in blood
and completely naked, something that even in this city was
considered unusual, and she had no way of cleaning up.
Deciding the only way to handle it was to claim
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it was an accident, she wiped the blood from her
chin with her thongb and opened the door slightly. Julian
stood dutifully outside. Turning her, he gave her a brief
nod or done, he asked, er yes, Alice said sheepishly,
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Can you come in? There's been a bit of an accident,
and Julian shook his head despondently as he pushed through
the door. That's no accident, he said, gruffly, staring at
the dying man. You know, you people get messier and
messier with these jobs. He said, grinning wildly. You people,
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what the fuck was he on about? Well, you know
you can't always be tidy, she said, confused, but having
no option but to follow this ride on wherever it
was going. Time was you would just shoot him in
the eye. Guess you have to get creative, even as
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a hit man, to stave off the boredom a hit man.
I knew you weren't a dancer when I saw you,
and honestly, he said, smiling cruelly, you might want to
work on your dance moves if you're going to try
this way again. You were so obvious. Kicking the now
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lifeless body, Julian said, I'll get your contract, money, your clothes,
and a towel for you to clean up with. Leave
the body to me. As he reached the door to leave,
he turned and giggled like a schoolboy before saying, this
is one hell of a hit. No one's going to
believe me on this one. Eventually returning with a briefcase,
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towels and clothes along with a body bag, he said,
we were told you would be in tomorrow to hit him.
Guess the bosses were desperate to get shot of him.
Too much ambition this one not healthy in his line
of work. As she cleaned up and dressed, Julian said,
you better hurry up. I've called a cab. It will
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pick you up from front of the club in about
five minutes. You will never here. I'll call it in
shortly so the bosses no, it's done, thanks, Julian. Elie said,
her mind's still a maze of confusion, Kissing him gently
on the cheek, She grabbed the briefcase before leaving. She
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held her breath while walking through the club, sure that
every eye in the room was on her, not breathing
again until she was out as promised. A yellow cab
waited for her. The driver just asked roughly where to
Pausing for a moment, the driver realized her weariness. It's okay,
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I'm with the firm. Breathing a sigh of relief, she
gave him her home address. Two minutes later, they pulled
up outside her apartment block. Alie stepped inside the stairwell,
waiting until the cab driver left. Content that she was
alone again, she called for another cab. Ten minutes later,
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a yellow cab pulled up on the curb in front
of her, and twenty minutes later, they pulled up outside
the detached house in the suburbs. The choie to the area,
creating an automatic relaxation at Allie. As she stepped out
of the cab, bright lights shone through the windows, welcoming
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and warm. Opening the front door, Allie walked back into
her life. A voice called from the sitting room. Is
that you, honey? Yes, I'm home. Just grabbing a shower
real quick. Making her way upstairs, she turned the shower
on in her own suite before undressing and stepping under
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the warm stream of water, the memories of the past
few days being washed away. Streams of hair dye pulled
in the shower before vanishing down the blood hole. Slipping
into a robe, she returned downstairs to the sitting room.
Chris was sat on the sofa. He tried to get up,
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but obviously struggling. She said, don't get up, as she
sat down next to him, Putting his arm around her.
He kissed her forehead before whispering into her hair, I've
missed you, so tell me how was the course? Did
you get the job? Caressing his cheek gently before kissing him,
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she said, you know what I think I did relaxing,
she nuzzled in tight against him. She was home. Finally,
rubbing his hand up and down her back, he said quietly,
I'm glad. Maybe less late nights from now on. Maybe
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maybe not, She replied so well. I hope it doesn't
give you any nightmass. Let's leave it at that. I
look forward to you joining me again and so we
can get wild and bad and always with your pleasure
in mind. This is Devil and Wild, Wishing you solicious dreams.
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moving through your body as you enjoy tonight's show. Ellie
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had watched him for months now, careful never to be noticed.
He had watched his every move. She knew his favorite meal,
his favorite women, how we preferred brunettes to blondes, and
even his favorite stress joint. She knew he was a
small time drug dealer who was trying to move up
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in the world. For years, she had been a good wife, loyal, supportive,
and faithful, and then one day it just all went.
Her world was lost, and in that moment she found freedom.
She had spent her life pleasing other people, making them happy,
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only to learn a harsh life lesson of how quickly
that could change, how brutal life could be, no matter
how nice and good you were. It was a cold
lesson on just how punishing the world could be to
nice people. It changed her. She knew her mom would
say not in a good way, but her mom was
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long since gone. Now it was just Ellie taking what
she wanted. He was certainly a man the old Elli
wouldn't have even considered, but now while she was most
definitely very single minded dinner in pursuit of him, watching
him enter broads and bars, possibly the sedious strip joint
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in town. She knew it would be at least two
hours before he left after enjoying a cage and shrimp dinner,
several shots of his favorite whistlepig rye whiskey, the attention
of whatever stripper unfortunate enough to fall foul of his
dubious charms. Ellie sank back into the shadows of the
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alleyway opposite the club. She knew him so well now
that she could even track his footsteps through the club.
Of course, the club wasn't a brothel. They didn't actually
condone touching or anything sexual. However, they did happen to
have private rooms at the back for personal shows into
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much shows, rooms that were soundproofed and or deigned with
various sex toys and implements for men with certain dark tastes.
Apart from the door in and the small window on
the back wall, the rooms were completely secure. The first
time Ellie had tried to look through the window, she
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had almost fallen off the pallette she had stacked to
ensure her five foot frame could reach the window left,
clinging to the window sill. Fortunately the woman was making
so much noise inside they didn't hear the echo of
the falling pallets. And for twenty minutes Ellie was clung
to the window sill till she heard its final groans
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of satisfaction, then the door close. She smiled ruefully to
herself as she remembered that night. Some may have found
it funny, almost slapstick, to watch the chain of events,
but she was in no mood for laughing afterwards. Certainly,
after releasing her grip and falling to the grind, she
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had cursed loudly, believing she had broken her ankle. Another
tough lesson, do not wear killer hills When staking out
a sex joint. She had eventually settled on leaving a
small step ladder in one of the unused areas behind
the club. Miraculously, in that time no one had stolen it.
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Over the months, she had watched him every night, learning
aught he liked. Every night, her plan became a little
clearer every night she became a little more aroused by
watching him. Goody two shoes. Ellie would never have considered
doing anything like that, but now, damn if she wasn't
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turned on by it, to the point of finding as
many porno films on the internet as she could to
satisfy her dark urges to learn. Everything was now about
completing her plans successfully. Only when she did that would
she have true satisfaction. And now the day was almost here.
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To morrow, her plan would come together, but there was
much she had to do to night in preparation. So
knowing his movements for the rest of the night, Ellie
left the alley and walked to her one bedroom apartment,
just five minutes from the club. It was a far
cry from the detached, five bedroomed house she was proud
to live in just months ago. The streets here were
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a storm of voices and sirens. She had been almost
deafened when she first took the apartment. Gone was a
bird song at dawn and the gentle hum of bees
in her colorful garden, the smell of flowers and freshly
cut grass replaced by the stench of discarded takeaway mills
and traffic. Pushing through her apartment door. She slammed it
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shut with her back. The broken neon sign opposite lighting
her room. She looked at it for a moment, so
pressing the tears that were threatening in her eyes. How
far would one woman go for satisfaction, she whispered to herself.
Pushing off from the door, she dropped her clutch bag
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on the bed as she entered the bathroom, Pulling the
light cord, she took one last look at the image
in the mirror, her fingers playing with her naturally blonde hair.
She stared at it, taking in every inch before whispering
goodbye and reaching for the bottle of hair color on
the glass shelf and undressing for the shower. Returning to
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the mirror ten minutes later, watched the hair dye streaking
her face. The blonde was gone. She just had to
wait for it to dry now, as she would be
the exact shade of Brunetti loved so much. Opening the
bathroom cabinet, she grabbed a tube of loub and a
metal buttlug. Looking at it for a moment, she half
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smiled as she remembered that just a few months ago,
she believed butt plugs were for gay people to hold
their crap in after they'd been fucked, turning it in
her fingers. Amused by her own naivete, she grabbed a
towel from the rail and went back to her bed,
spreading the towel over her pillows so the dye didn't spread.
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She lay down, bending her knees before covering the plug
with loop. Although she had done this for several weeks
now ever since discovering that he particularly liked anal, she
still struggled to get the plug in place, holding her
breath for a moment as it caressed the rosette of
her ass, before forcing herself to relax and pushing it
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gently inside. As she felt it move past a tight
ring of muscle, a second sensation arose for her body,
a warm glow of pleasure that she now longed for.
As it caressed the most private hotspots of her body,
A low moment of pleasure escaped her lips. With her
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ass gently throbbing in delicious pleasure, she reached for the
TV remote and the vibrator on the nightstand. Flicking the
TV on, warm colors radiated through the room, mixing with
the glowing neon light from outside. Quickly pressing buttons, Ellie
eventually found the one she needed. A movie that was
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absolutely terribly acted, but the lead melt in It had
a look of him, watching as a woman on the
screen took the man's hard, thick cock deep into her mouth.
Ellie pushed her vibrator between her lips, suppressing the urge
to gag as it caressed the back of her throat,
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thrusting it in and out of her mouth, quickly whipping
her tongue around it viciously for a moment, feeling the
sensation of a warm cock pulsing in her mouth, turning
it on. It vibrated heavily on her tongue, pushing it
again hard against the back of her throat. Her other
hand reached down, pinching her left nipple hart She squirmed
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in pleasure, her body clutched at the buttlug in sheer delight.
Tears stung her cheeks. Pushing her feet into the mattress,
Ellie slid the vibrator from her mouth, quickly sliding it
over her body before finding her trembling pussy lips. Definitely
turning the speed up, she thrust it hard in between
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her wet folds, pushing it as deep and hard as
she could manage, her core clutching aggressively at the sensations
moving between her ass and pussy. Her now well trained muscles,
holding the vibrator deep inside as she released her grip,
sliding her hand back up and exposing her trembling clip
from its hood, rubbing it furiously with her fingertip, forcing
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a loud moan from her lips. Suddenly remembering how paper
thin the walls were, Ellie clamped her hand over her mouth,
stifling her moans. Squeezing her eyes together tightly, she raised
a hand before bringing it down harshly against a clit,
the wet spank echoing around the room, accentuating the pleasure
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moving through a body. Pinching her clip roughly between her
finger and thumb, she massaged it hard. Her feet pushed
deeper into the mattress, her toes grasping at the linen
as a orgasm moved up her thighs, forcing her eyes open.
Ellie fixated on the man on the screen as he
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fucked the mature brunette in the ass, his hands grasping
her clip viciously controlling her orgasm. She felt it building
in herself, intensifying until she heard him moan loudly, I'm
coming for you, baby, and with that, Ellie released her orgasm,
letting it skied down her body, a muffled cry of
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pleasure exploding between her fingers as a wildfire spread through
every inch of her body. She let her hand fall
from her mouth, closing her eyes, enjoying the waves of
pleasure caressing her body. She was ready, she knew she
was ready. He was not prepared for her at all.
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Sleep came quickly as wicked images of the plan danced
through her dreams that moment when she would get satisfaction. Finally,
Ellie's eyes flicked open as the alarm on her phone
sounded as always. It took her a moment to remember
where she was and why she wasn't hearing the gentle
chorus of birds song welcoming her to the day. Taking
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a moment to gather her thoughts, she smiled, today was
the day. Moving her legs, she removed the butt plug, gently,
flicking the TV off, She got up and went to
the shower, returning after just a few moments. She rummy
through her limited clothing, selecting the items she brought us
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specially for today. She laid the outfits on the bed
before staring at her naked body, nodding gently as she said,
you're ready, girl. Taking the lace top stockings from the bed.
She rolled them up before gently sliding them up her legs,
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immersing herself in the gentle caress of the lace against
her still sensitive thighs, resisting the urge to touch her
pussy again, despite the growing anticipation of today. Talking with
the lace panties for a moment, she wondered how they
might feel against her still throbbing clot Taking a breath,
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slid them on, feeling the soft material kiss her clips
so gently in goosebumps up and down her body. The
ape that still burned in her nipples intensified as she
felt the lace of the bra rub over them. Ellie
gasped at the sensation, moving into a core. Her pussy
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clutched tightly in the warm trickle of her passion and
dripped down the inside of a thigh. Looking in the mirror,
Ellie had to admit the lingerie made her feel a
lot sexier, a lot more like the woman she needed
to be today tonight. Adjusting her bra in a vain
attempt to make her breast look a little fuller, she
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turned back toward the bed, taking the skirt and shirt
from the mattress. She felt a little disappointed at having
to cover the lingerie before slipping her feet into a
pair of painted a black heels and leaving for the
interview that would change everything. She'd been inside broad and
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Beers during the evenings, and it was dark and seedy.
The dance floor and bar were the only areas that
were well lit. Seeing it now with all the lights
on it frankly looked like a dive. Cleaners were desperately
trying to clean up the mess from last night's events.
Beer bottles were discarded all over the floor, and various
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pieces of dubious looking screwed up tissue adorned the tables
around the dance floor. A few short months ago, she
couldn't have visaged a place like this existed, let alone
that she was going to be walking into it one
day and applying for a job. How life had changed
so quickly. Literally, on the turn of a dime, Ellie
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was approached by what could only be described as a
monster of a man. Even beneath his overgrown beard, Ellie
could see the scars medals from a long history of fights,
that marked its face. Miraculously, the scars distorted his face
into something even uglier than nature. It intended we're closed,
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the man growled. I'm here for an interview. She whimpered,
trying to sound as innocent as possible. Speaking into a radio.
The be suttered, mister Robson, you have an interview. A
voice crackled in the radio. Ellie couldn't make out what
he said. Follow me, the man eventually said, leading her
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to the rear. At the main room. He knocked on
an innocuous and plane door. A voice responded, curtly, come,
Swinging the door open, the monster of a man guided
Eli inside before closing it behind her. I'm busy, so
I'll be brief. The house gets twenty percent of your tips.
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You dance and strip to your panties no further on
the main stage. If you get asked for a private show,
that's all you'll We don't run a brothel. What you
do in the private shows is between you and the client.
He finally took a breath, his eyes moving up and
down her body. Ellie held her breath, knowing that any
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second now he was going to ask her to strip.
Her body fluttered with nerves. Do you understand, he asked? Eventually, yes,
Ellie murmured a little taken aback good be here for
seven pm sharp, and make sure you wash beforehand. Nothing
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more off putting than a dirty pussy, he sneered, his
gaze still lingering on her body. Oh okay, is that it?
She asked. Yes, I would ask for a show, but
I'm busy and I've already done four interviews this morning,
and there's only so many blow jobs a man needs
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in a day. Add your name to the list of dancers.
On your way out, he said, as his gaze fell
back to the computer screen in front of him. The
man Monster was still outside, obviously waiting for her. He
attempted what might pass for a smile before leading her
back through the club. Stopping at the far end of
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the bar, he turned to Ellie and asked, so, did
you get the job? Does anyone not get the job?
She smiled, trying to mock friendliness. No, add your name
to the list, he growled, shoving her clipboard at Ellie.
Ellie took the pen clip to the top and scrawled
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her name on the paper a tip, as I'm guessing
you're new to this game. He attempted another smile and failed,
miserably scar tissue, making his face look even worse than before.
Bring a purse to keep your tips in between shows.
Drop it at the back of the stage when you
come in, and take it when you leave. That will
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make sure nothing gets stolen. I'm stood there during the show,
and if anyone asked for a private show with you,
I'll let you know. Staring at him for a moment,
Ali wondered if there was something human in thereafter all.
Simply smiling, she said, thank you. I'm Elli. By the way,
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I'm Julian, he growled. Julian, Really, geez, your folks had
another image of you in their head when you were born,
she thought, giggling in the privacy of her mind. Leaving,
Ellie returned to her apartment, ignoring the arguments echoing through
the walls and the police sirens outside. She focused on
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preparing herself for the night ahead, her nerves beginning to
tremble in anticipation. Taking a small amethyst pendant from her
dressing table, the only thing that she had here from
her rather life, she studied the light glinting through it
for a moment. As it glowed with a beautiful purple heartbeat,
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a present on her first wedding anniversary. She fought back
the tears as she threaded a new wire cord through
the silver clasp, securing it. She would wear this tonight.
It was symbolic, it was important to Ellie, and now
that is all that mattered. Returning to the club just
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before seven, the doors closed. She knocked in a way
she hoped sounded confident, despite the nerves vibrating through her body.
Julian opened the door and tried another smile. Ellie ignored
the painfully horrific look on his face and smiled back
without a word exchanged. She entered the club, following him
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to the top of the bar, where what could be
best described as a mature woman stood, looking impatiently at
her name. She spat out Ellie. Ellie responded, okay, you're
on probation tonight. If you don't get more than three
hundred bucks worth of tips, you won't be back tomorrow.
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I've put you in the second routine. Julian here will
show you the changing room. The woman ticked next to
where Ellie had put her name on the clipboard earlier
and turned away. Surprisingly gently, Julian put his hand on
her shoulder and guided her to a darkened corridor. Eventually,
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he broke the silence between them, aying ignore her. She's
bitchy about all the new dancers, jealous and all. If
you get any trouble tonight, just raise your hand to me.
I'll make sure it stops. Elie smiled and thanked him.
He almost sounded like he cared. Ellie wasn't sure what
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she expected of the changing room, but it was surprisingly
well lit and clean, probably the cleanest area of the
club she had seen so far. Keeping herself to herself,
her lack of confidence showing, she sat in the corner
of the room, away from the other girls. The noise
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outside grew presumingly as the club opened. She just knew
he would be here already sat outside waiting for her,
although he didn't know it yet. Eventually, a light flashed
on the wall, and six girls got up from their
chairs and filed out. The sound of the cheering audience
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flooded into the room through the briefly opened door. Ellie's
nerves flooded over her body. Was she really doing this?
And dressing down to her bra and panties, she took
the amethyst pendant from her purse before kissing it and
placing it over her head. It fell around her neck Eventually,
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the light flashed again and the girls fared back in.
Alice stood and followed the line of girls out into
the darkness of the club, the raised down floor shining
brightly as she walked up the steps. Dropping her purse
to the side where Julian stood, she squinted at the audience,
straining to see her quarry. Quickly maneuvering between the other girls,
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she positioned herself in front of him, starting to move
the dance steps she had been practicing for months in
to escape her mind. All she could do was see
with the imagures of him in various carnal positions, panic
set in which she screwed up at the end despite
all the preparation. Clutching the pole behind her, she instead
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decided to mimic the position she had seen various women
in with him, awkwardly gyrating her hips between positions, hoping
to inspire some memory in him. The moment seemed to
drag on for hours before the music died to silence.
Not one tip, she thought, as she left the stage
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with the other girls, their thongs brooming with money. Cursing
her stupidity, she grabbed her purse and returned to the
changing room, sitting suddenly in the darkened corner. Boy, did
I fuck this up? She muttered. Suddenly there was a
knock on the door. Julian opened it and called to her, Ali,
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you have a private show. She stood up and left
the gaulping girls behind her, following Julian down a darkened
corridor to the back of the club. He knocked on
the door, opened it, and ushered her inside, closing it
behind her. He sat there in the corner, shrouded by
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the shadows. The smell of his cologne hung heavy in
the room. The nerves returned to Ellie with a vengeance.
Show me your ass, he commanded in strong, cold terms.
Ellie strode over to him, turning, moved her butt in
what she hoped desperately was a sexy way, skimming it
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over his pants. She was sure she could feel the
hard tip of his erection through the soft material. Grabbing
her viciously, he pushed her over a bench in the
middle of the room, his fingers teasing through the band
of her thong before twisting it and ripping it from her,
gasting it to the floor. Ellie gasped as the cold
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air bruised at her pussy. Forcing it to tremble and clutch,
a rush of arousal moving through a body. He stepped away,
moving to the wall and selecting a flocker from the
array of implements that adorn the wall. Returning, he placed
his hand firmly on the small of her back, before
raising his other hand and bringing the flogger down brutally
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across her ass. The beautiful sting of pleasure ricocheted through
a body, forcing a moan from Ellie's mouth, as if
he had switched a button on. She was suddenly so
turned on she was here actually doing this. The flogger
hit again, his leather strands whipping at the back of
her thighs, that sting burning into a rass, tensing it
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before releasing and letting that heat move into her pussy.
Another thrash of the flogger, Ellie could smell her fragrance
filled the room as he grunted in satisfaction. Dropping the flogger,
he returned to the wall, her pussy dripping with anticipation
as he thrust the largest vibrator Ellie could imagine deep
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inside her. Holy fuck, Ellie mutters as he turned it on.
The barbaric vibration causing her body to shake. He stepped
back another grunt of satisfaction before Ellie heard the whisper
of his pants dropping to the floor. Taking the vibrator
out of her pussy without ceremony, he thrust deep inside
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a raching pussy. Ellie clutched desperately at the wood of
the bench as he hammered deep and hard into her,
his hands moving over the globe of her cheeks, parting
them before he viciously thrust two fingers through the rosette
of her ass, his long fingers thrusting in and out.
Ellie's body tensed in pleasure. His burned down her cheeks
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as his cock and fingers thrust harder and harder, deeper
and deeper. Fuck, she was going to come. And then
he pulled out, leaving her pussing, aching to be filled again. Fuck,
she cried roughly. He pushed a vibrator into a pussy.
Holy fuck, she screamed as she felt it touching the
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end of her Parting her cheeks, he pushed his throbbing cock,
still wet with a juices, into her ass. In the
sensation of his cock tight inside her and the vibrator
throbbing mercilessly in her pussy, and he felt her orgasm rising,
her body clutching hard on his cock, rubbing along his
length with every thrust. A loud groan echoed around the
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room as she felt intense the hot stream of his
cum filling her ass. As her own body climaxed intensely.
She panted wildly as she clutched at the bench, sending
the shockwaves a pleasure jolting like a lecturisty through her body. Finally,
she muttered between gasps, I want you to fuck my mouth.
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He muttered something that sounded like approval, before removing his
cock from her ass, rolling her over on the bench
as she slid down to her knees, grabbing her discarded
thong from the floor, rubbing it around his still hard cock,
and rubbing her hands slowly up and down on cleaning
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him and bringing life back into his fading erection. Satisfied
it was ready, she teased her tongue around the tip
of his cock, looking at him, watching his eyes close
in pleasure as her fingers massaged his bulls, her other
hand slipping through the thin wire of her pendulum and
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sliding it gently over her head. Grasping his bulls tightly.
His cock grew from the pleasure as Ellie laced her
fingers through the wire, grasping the pendulum to ensure she
didn't cut her own fingers. On the cheese wire, she
twisted and tightened it viciously around his shaft. Blood quickly
dripping from the caress of the cheese wire, he screamed
(31:45):
in agony. Quickly, she grabbed the vibrator from a pussy,
lacing it through the wire and turning it, forcing the
cheesewire through sinew and muscle, Watching the agony moving over
his face in waves of pain, his hand trying to
clutch wildly at her hair, but panic in pain. Confusing
his judgment, Elie whispered, six months ago, you cut off
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my husband's cock for a bet. How does it feel,
dick weed, twisting the vibrator again, the cheese wire tearing
through the remains of his erection. As blood poured over
Ellie's breast, she put her mouth over the remains of
his cock and bit hard on the severed wound, feeling
that his now flaccid cock drop into her mouth. Through
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sheer agony and blood loss, he collapsed to the floor,
his body pulsing blood from the torn stem of his cock. Standing,
Ellie spat the end of his cock from her mouth
on to his quivering body, before saying, no one fucks
with my husband but me. Staring down at his body
lying in the quickly pulling blood, she said in an undertone, fuck,
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the sudden realization dawning on her that she had never
planned past his point. The window was too small for
her to get through, and she was covered in blood
and completely naked, something that even in this city was
considered unusual, and she had no way of cleaning up.
Deciding the only way to handle it was to claim
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it was an accident, she wiped the blood from her
chin with her thongb and opened the door slightly. Julian
stood dutifully outside. Turning her, he gave her a brief
nod or done, he asked, er yes, Alice said sheepishly,
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Can you come in? There's been a bit of an accident,
and Julian shook his head despondently as he pushed through
the door. That's no accident, he said, gruffly, staring at
the dying man. You know, you people get messier and
messier with these jobs. He said, grinning wildly. You people,
(34:00):
what the fuck was he on about? Well, you know
you can't always be tidy, she said, confused, but having
no option but to follow this ride on wherever it
was going. Time was you would just shoot him in
the eye. Guess you have to get creative, even as
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a hit man, to stave off the boredom a hit man.
I knew you weren't a dancer when I saw you,
and honestly, he said, smiling cruelly, you might want to
work on your dance moves if you're going to try
this way again. You were so obvious. Kicking the now
(34:44):
lifeless body, Julian said, I'll get your contract, money, your clothes,
and a towel for you to clean up with. Leave
the body to me. As he reached the door to leave,
he turned and giggled like a schoolboy before saying, this
is one hell of a hit. No one's going to
believe me on this one. Eventually returning with a briefcase,
(35:09):
towels and clothes along with a body bag, he said,
we were told you would be in tomorrow to hit him.
Guess the bosses were desperate to get shot of him.
Too much ambition this one not healthy in his line
of work. As she cleaned up and dressed, Julian said,
you better hurry up. I've called a cab. It will
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pick you up from front of the club in about
five minutes. You will never here. I'll call it in
shortly so the bosses no, it's done, thanks, Julian. Elie said,
her mind's still a maze of confusion, Kissing him gently
on the cheek, She grabbed the briefcase before leaving. She
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held her breath while walking through the club, sure that
every eye in the room was on her, not breathing
again until she was out as promised. A yellow cab
waited for her. The driver just asked roughly where to
Pausing for a moment, the driver realized her weariness. It's okay,
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I'm with the firm. Breathing a sigh of relief, she
gave him her home address. Two minutes later, they pulled
up outside her apartment block. Alie stepped inside the stairwell,
waiting until the cab driver left. Content that she was
alone again, she called for another cab. Ten minutes later,
(36:38):
a yellow cab pulled up on the curb in front
of her, and twenty minutes later, they pulled up outside
the detached house in the suburbs. The choie to the area,
creating an automatic relaxation at Allie. As she stepped out
of the cab, bright lights shone through the windows, welcoming
(36:59):
and warm. Opening the front door, Allie walked back into
her life. A voice called from the sitting room. Is
that you, honey? Yes, I'm home. Just grabbing a shower
real quick. Making her way upstairs, she turned the shower
on in her own suite before undressing and stepping under
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the warm stream of water, the memories of the past
few days being washed away. Streams of hair dye pulled
in the shower before vanishing down the blood hole. Slipping
into a robe, she returned downstairs to the sitting room.
Chris was sat on the sofa. He tried to get up,
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but obviously struggling. She said, don't get up, as she
sat down next to him, Putting his arm around her.
He kissed her forehead before whispering into her hair, I've
missed you, so tell me how was the course? Did
you get the job? Caressing his cheek gently before kissing him,
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she said, you know what I think I did relaxing,
she nuzzled in tight against him. She was home. Finally,
rubbing his hand up and down her back, he said quietly,
I'm glad. Maybe less late nights from now on. Maybe
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maybe not, She replied so well. I hope it doesn't
give you any nightmass. Let's leave it at that. I
look forward to you joining me again and so we
can get wild and bad and always with your pleasure
in mind. This is Devil and Wild, Wishing you solicious dreams.
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