Thread: The Twisted Casino (LataPaine and I)

The overpowering scent that filled the air was one James had grown quite familiar with, the bulk of his time having been spent in that very same room, but it came across as a rather amusing detail as the slender little seventeen year old seemed almost floored by the powerful smell, a cough leaving her as her footing slipped up a bit, the smoke filled chamber almost enough to off balance the little thing and send her tumbling down. The response that truly amused the man, however, was the one he received when she finally laid eyes upon the job he'd spoken of. Like every girl before her, shock and disgust reared up, their interests immediately dashed as their contempt for the situation became known. Unfortunately for her, just like every girl before her, she too would find herself in those very same positions. After all, one did not simply walk into his neck of the woods and turn away. No, once he'd laid his eyes upon them and found his interests he didn't simply allow them to walk away. As she swatted away his hand the man could do nothing more then laugh, a smile upon his face as her exclamation fell upon deaf ears, everyone far to engrossed in their festivities to pay her the slightest bit of attention. The admittance of her age, however, made the man arch an eyebrow, Seventeen? Interesting.. Usually girls your age don't get through our application process.. He said, pausing in thought for a moment before simply shrugging his shoulders, No matter. I don't care if you're seventeen or twenty seven. You have the body type we're looking for to keep this little party of ours going. The man stated, a wicked smile playing across his face. He gestured towards two men hovering by a nearby wall, the two towering figures seemingly security for their little party place. The two men motioned closer, the men plus James forming a bit of a triangle around her, cutting off the easiest escape routes. James stepped forward, watching as the girl stumbled forward, crying out how she intended to leave as she moved to circle around him. With a laugh the man reached forward, one large hand catching hold of her gloved wrist. He gave the small girl a tug towards him, forcing her body chest to chest with his own. The taller male stared down at her, a grin upon his face, You're my favorite types.. He breathed out, a hand moving to once more rest upon her tight little ass, squeezing at the firm cheeks through the thin material of her dark blue mini skirt and her thin pink panties, that large hand roaming all about, rolling, squeezing and toying with the tight mound hidden beneath. He brought his other hand up to rest against her upper back, holding her squirming form there, You see.. It's my job to get you guys ready. I'm somewhat of the director of this little institution. When the ones like you come in with some fight, it's my job to break you down through any means necessary. Anywhere form simply raping you to hanging you out and humiliating you for a few days. Whatever it takes to teach you your place. He breathed out, his voice coming out low and threatening, a wicked look in his eyes, You see.. My livelihood is on the line with this place.. And if I don't get new girls in here, my clientele start to fade away and go in search of somewhere new.. And that's why I need you and this lovely little body of yours.. I need you to open that mouth, spread those legs and be a good little girl for any man, woman or thing that walks up and wants to put itself in you. His words were harsh, a far difference in tone from the one he'd greeted her with. The kind job offer had quickly become something far darker and the very freedom she enjoyed seemed to be at risk. Just like that, in the span of less then a month, it seemed her very first job was taking a turn for the worse. His large hand moved downwards, brushing her skirt upwards, lifting it enough to expose the tight pink pair of panties to the men behind her, And this evening will be your first little lesson.. Sex 101 is what I like to call it. He breathed out, that large hand swatting at her pantie-clad bottom before squeezing it tight, forcing her hips to his, Ready for it to begin? He questioned, a roaring laugh leaving the man as amusement flowed through him. Oh what a wonderful night it would be!