Thread: Kitten's new master

Lox looked down at the shifting mass of body's that ever entwined and twirled to the sway and stride of the techno that issued from every single corner of the large dance floor. This was his domain, and from within the VIP box that suspended from the ceiling and was comprised mostly of a one way black mirror it was impossible to tell weather or not someone was ever inside. This is were Lox studied the denizens of his experiments, and smiled with a wicked pleasure at the depths of insanity he was inducing. Ensuring his club provided quality music from all sides it didn't matter where you went, there was always superb sound following and only in the quiet rooms was there some relief. That along with the quarter million invested into the lighting afforded an environment for any ravers dream. It also helped that he alone provided every single pill of Ecstasy on the floor, dealing with the ignorant fools bringing their own trash in with an easy over dose. It was very hard to pay attention to how much of the stuff was being given when some of the most attractive prostitutes were passing it along on their tongues, breasts and even hips color coordinating the doses to ensure that only the ones he wanted gone would get the right pills. Money, power, and endless supply of drugs, beautiful woman, and just about anything else he could desire lay before, underneath, and around him in his enclosed chamber but he desired none of it. What he wanted was that kitten who was currently dancing in front and beneath him. Lox never touched his merchandise, and though the fancy took him once in a blue moon the parade of woman more than willing to play were always declined. He was peculiar in that way, that the fantasy's almost any man would be willing to sell their souls for was nothing but business as usual for him. It seemed that the saying Things easily achieved are never truly worth it was true to the end, and he desired none of the countless pleasures he could have instantly. He wanted that neko in more ways than he could originally imagined, and not since the birth and blossom of his business had he ever felt such a longing or desire for any one thing than her. Other men wouldn't fault him with the way her hips swayed with the music and the utterly erotic look and pleasure that lit her face in the cascade of sounds could tempt any man, but Lox had watched her for a long time, and little ever escaped his observation. This kitten was an abused one, though she hid it well he could always tell where the man currently dancing with Or more precisely on top of her had beaten her either by the slightest limp or sensitivity when another brushed the area. The man was bold indeed, for he even punished the poor dear in public yet he was a master at subtly doing so which took Lox some time to realize exactly how it was done. Neko's were notorious for the way their tails behaved with their moods, and her's flinched violently for a split second to mark exactly when he harmed her. Low and behold though, it seemed that either this kitten was terribly weak or more accurately.... she liked the roughness. Lox studied physic enough to understand the theory and behavior of a masochist, and she definitely showed signs of such he couldn't ever tell unless he could physically find out. And this he shall as he smiled all the more wickedly as he watched two of his very well trusted employee's make their approach. The first with a smooth touch, followed by having him dancing with her for a mere few seconds before the kiss and the transfer of the deadly dose of ecstasy. He smiled all the more ruthlessly at the whispered message he watched her transfer. It's on the house. She would dance with him until he felt bad, and would take him out back for the disposal team. It was a very fine pleasure watching Rika work on that kitten though as her dancing became as personal as the neko's male partner. He had instructed Rika well, and watched as she groped, snuggled, licked, and kissed the girl in a dominate way and yet so much more affectionately than that asshole could have ever shown her. Then the message he had just for her being passed as he watched them swivel their hips together in perfect sync with the music. Your male friend is being taken care of by the master of this club, and yet that man wants to speak with you for a time so it would behoove you to follow otherwise your male friend will be charged for everything he's been given and your name will be referenced. Just as easily as before, Rika led the way through the crowd and gave the poor kitten a look that demanded her follow or else. One thing was certain, she was afraid of the man who owned her so using him was easy enough to coax her.