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Thread: Fate IS A Bitch <ZexyDei and TheDarkerMe> cont.

Not in Sanctuary Hotaru said in her now usual misty tone. Leaning back she looked around the establishment they where in. If they do, they'll have one very pissed off God-... on their hands. she said in a light tone. How did she know so much about the world? She was merely a child. But it came from her gift, as the Senshi of Death and Destruction and Rebirth. Her eyes slid closed as she slumped and relaxed, her hands folded in her lap. Haruka laughed softly at her love-mates actions. Chuckling and nuzzling Michiru lightly. We will do what needs to be done, to insure Crystal Tokyo Rises... She said in a matter of fact tone. Her eyes closing partially as she awaited the arrival of the food. She was starting to get a feeling these Daimons had something to do with Mamarou's disappearance. She let her mind continue to twist and turn while she relaxed. Kumori watched as he tucked her hair back, the pain increasing. Like a stab wound almost, a part of her wanted to reach out to him. But another part screamed there was no male for her but her mate. Her Prince, whom was gone for good. Never to return again. She bit her lip hard, as she looked away. Pain of the soul, overcame pain of the heart. It was almost a Physical wound, and she felt as if she didn't deserve to even look at him. She barely knew him now, but the boy she remembered. She wanted to cradle and protect so much. He had been younger then her, but she had cared none the less. Now she was younger then him, by many years. That burning darkness of her told her as so much. I could have, I could have. She whispered her voice shaking. She looked back, her eyes flashing. I could have returned sooner to retrieve you... She whispered softly. I could have asked.. Da- She stopped partially through her Prince's name. The pain welling up like a fountain. Gone! For Good, never to return! Worse then being a Shade!
Thread: Fate IS A Bitch <ZexyDei and TheDarkerMe> cont.

Setsuna made her way back to the others, taking a seat on the empty side of Hotaru. Even though she knew it was a bad idea there was a part of her that wanted to go up there and check on Kumori. she knew the girl was in safe hands with Ash but still, she couldn't help but to be concerned. After finding the queen the last thing she wanted to happen was something bad. And sure, as long as Ash was around the girl was safe. But it would probably only take one moment, that one moment that he was away for what ever reason for something to happen. It was only a matter of time after all. Michiru sighed, nodding in agreement with her lover. We don't have to much of a choice there now do we? There was no doubt that the woman wanted to see the rise of Crystal Tokyo as much as the other three girls here did. But the blood shed that would be involved...that was something she wasn't looking forward to. But if it needed to be done then it needed to be done. She was a woman of duty, just as much as the other three scouts that sat at here, and couldn't allow anything to get in the way of her mission. She didn't do it many years ago and she certainly wasn't going to do it now. Taking a sip of her drink Ai looked around the bar area, her little pet no where in sight. There was nothing more she wanted to do then high tail it out of here but that wouldn't be happening any time soon it looked like. Not until her little demons decided to crawl into her lap and fall asleep. Reaching behind her she lightly touched the bandage on her head, frowning a bit at the feeling of blood. Was the queen really hurt that badly? If that was the case from one simple fight the senshi really needed to teach the girl how to fight, or hopefully she'd remember it all during the course of battle. Last thing she wanted, or well her mother wanted it seemed, was for the young queen to get hurt. It's... he wanted to say it was ok. That everything was ok back then but it wasn't. But it was probably best that they didn't get close. After all, she , like every one else, would have probably started craving him in that way everyone else did. It's alright. Things happen and there was nothing you could do about any of it. Which was true, death did put a hamper on peoples plans most of the time. Besides, my sister came to take care of me shortly after... Though that still didn't turn out for the best.
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Hotaru looked to the side, a morose look overcoming her as she smiled sweetly and sadly. Many lives will be lost in the times to come. The Destroyer will rise, and from the ashes of destruction... The crystal may be used to make Crystal Tokyo come about. The Destroyer must only freeze lives and destroy the realm... Which she will come to understand. She needs the frustration relief of destruction. Something she will attain. Haruka shuddered at the mention of a Goddess that even the senshi feared to mess with. Though at their highest peaks the Queens of the planets where Goddesses in their own rights, you rarely messed with Primordial descendants. It's why Hotaru and Setsuna where the strongest senshi, next to Sailor Moon. Of course that was why no one messed with Kyoko, some said she was Setsuna's mother. No one really knew. The senshi of Memory was one crazy senshi. Kumori pushed herself to sit up, her hands pressing to the chocker on her neck. Sighing softly as she fingered the locket. She listened to him speak and pushed away the emotions welling within. She wasn't meant to be with anyone, so she wouldn't even give into other emotions. I am still sorry I failed. She whispered lightly. Then she went still. But now I realize, had I brought you to the moon... someone would have started a war... She whispered softly.
Thread: That Night Job

Everyone thinks that being a stripper is degrading... However, it's no real difference than looking into a Victoria Secret magazine. Well, ok you get to touch a little. Other than that there's not much of a difference. The job is no where near glamorous. The men get rowdy and sometimes people end up hurt from it. Good thing we have security in the place or a lot of us girls would be done. Though sometimes I see the men and... well, all girls know what goes through their mind when they find someone um, attractive. But this is just the job. What pays the bills and feeds you dinner. Angel was her stage name and she was the midnight grand finale. The men loved to tug on her chains through the bars and stick singles in her panties... The hooting and hollering made her feel wanted and almost special. She knew it was just because they were horny and disgusting... but out of all the girls she was the favorite. She climbed on the bars and hung upside down. She could see this one guy in the crows... his eyes almost distracted her from what she was doing as her fingers trailed across her stomach.
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Among the delicious treats in the establishment, the finale and the woman involved was his favorite by far. It was true she put him in a trace, distracted by her beauty and luscious body. Yearning to fuck that bitch, he silently began to think up a plan. If things went right, he was going to get some Angel pussy tonight. Submissive to her form, Roger was now unable to survive without getting a slice of that fuckable pie. Smiling, he tossed her 20 dollars to show how generous he was when a true treasure revealed them. Deciding the course of actions for later, he patiently would just watch her performance while she remained dry and without cum on her face.
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Angel saw the twenty the man threw into the cage. Looking down at it she smirked lightly. Her legs loosened around the bars and she slid down them, still upside down until she flipped onto her knees just before the generous man. As her eyes met his, she remembered him. He had been here a few times, watching her dance and entertain. She picked up the bill, rolled it up and tucked it behind her ear. She went right up to the bars, directly infront of him, pressing her body against the cold bars of the cage, letting one separate her breasts as they came through to the other side. However, once the other men saw the attention he was getting, everyone else started throwing in bigger bills. Even fifties and hundreds. Angel looked at the bills surrounding her and bit her bottom lips. Her eyes narrowed back towards the one stranger and pulled away teasingly as she licked her lips.
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Motioning a wink to the stripper, he realized what he did would help get her more cash for the evening. Smirking and secretly aroused, Roget rose from his seat and started to take his leave for tonight. It was obvious the perverted men around her would hinder any attention he could receive from the goddess in the cage. Part of him was conflicted with the event, but he knew if he wanted his plan to become a success, evading from the crowd right now would be required if he wished to fuck that Angel tonight. Laughing a bit when he exit, the generosity that conducted might of made her night. Observing the back door where the employees would leave, he slithered like a snake into the dumpster and stealthily waits for the babe to reveal herself. Come out and play Angel.
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Angel pouted lightly and playfully as she watched her favorite customer leave. But she knew she would see him again. The bell rung and the men groaned in disappointment as Angel and the cage began to lower beneath the stage as she playfully waved goodbye to them all. Jack was at the bottom as always letting her out just after she finished collecting her tips. Jack gave her a hug and said in a queer voice. You did good tonight. Angel only smiled and got herself dressed quickly before grabbing her purse and keys, then left. She made her way outside, taking in the cool air of the city. She was tired and she was ready to go home and crash as she started to walk down the alley way to her car.
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Lurking in the alleyway was Angel's favorite customer, cloaked in the shadows while his eyes peered at her luscious body. Before the bitch could open the door, Roger lunged her and press one of his hands against her lips. Bringing silence to the perimeter, he began to pull the cute stripper into her own car and forcefully lock the doors down. Looking at her with seductive eyes, Roger started to chat with her to keep everything civil, aware this woman could get him arrested within this territory at any moment. I'm sorry about that, I just wanted your attention is all. If my actions were criminal like, I apgonlize in advance miss.Angel. ,he said in a convincing voice that wasn't of a rapist.
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Angel went to go scream, but her mouth was covered tightly. She tried to wiggle free but the man's hold on her was too strong. She couldn't even look up at him from the way he was holding her. As soon as they had gotten into the car and he let her go she reached for her pepper spray and aimed it, almost ready to spray him, but stopped once she saw his face and heard his voice. She looked around a bit confused for a moment but then calmed down slightly once she heard what he had to say. Well... there are much better ways to get my attention. Could have just spoke to me or pulled me aside. This snatching thing was completely unnecessary. Irritation could be heard in her voice, but it disappeared as the seconds passed away. So why did you want my attention so badly? She couldn't help but get a sense of calm. He was there most nights when she was working, the two of them constantly flirting back and forth... It was almost like an unspoken relationship between the two.
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??Yeah I guess my thoughts are scramble whenever I'm in your presence. Anyway, do you wish to go back to my place? Considering the relationship between us of customer and employee I would think it would be appropriate if we perhaps got to know a little more about each other. If you decline, I perfectly understand and will drive you home immediately. Sounding a bit awkward with such a suggestion, Roger became a little nervous when they were separated from their casual route. Smiling, he awaited to see what her answer was for him. Although things were odd, he naturally felt attracted to this particular woman, never channeling his focus on the other strippers of the establishment.
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Something inside her was telling her to play hard to get. However the attraction was burning deep inside her. She thought about it for a moment. She didn't have to be back until 9 the following night. She had plenty of time to catch up on her sleep if needed and saw no reason as to why she shouldn't get to know this man who she was so curious about. I'll accept. As long as you got hard alcohol and a comfy couch to hang out on... I'm there. She smiled her bright white teeth playfully and sat back in the seat awaiting his answer and most likely leave the alley to go to his place. Angel was already fastening her seat belt before he could truly answer her.
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??I can promise you those items at least. We better head out now I guess I can't have a lady like you wait for too long. Practically polite and king, Roger nice guy act would only last until they went into true seclusion. Implying to Angel that he was simply just interested in knowing each other, Roger knew it was cheesy and the only thing he wished to know was how she moans while taking a cock in her. Turning on the engine, he backed away from the alleyway and descends onto the location of his home. Looking at her, the restrictions to not drill her were indeed bothering him. As things went alright, he slowed the car down near the highway where police wouldn't notice them. Signing his act would start. ??I??m sorry it seems there are some car troubles. I'll go check it out okay.
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She blushed softly as the man spoke of hurrying on her behalf. It made her feel special as she smile to herself. As they started to move, things got a bit quiet so Angel was about to break the ice and ask him a few casual question. However just as she was about to say something, they pulled over to a stop. What's wrong? She asked lightly. As he spoke of car trouble she tried see what could be wrong, but she was no expert on cars at all so she was useless at this point. She got out of the car as he did, making her way over to him on the other side. Should we call for someone?
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??Nah, I'm fully capable of handling this situation. Don't worry your pretty head, I'll solve this problem. If only she knew the deception that was being motioned right now. Automatically, Roger lunge on the stripper and kissed her seductively. It was obvious this game of cat and mouse wasn't pleasing him anymore. Cupping her left breast with his left hand, his fingers felt up every area of her plump breast in eagerness. Containing no restrictions, his tongue was flinging against her in a sexual craze right now. What he grew curious about would be the reaction given by the stripper.
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Angel gasped hard, feeling her back being forced against the hood of the car, his lips pressed against hers tightly. His tongue sliding past her lips made her weak as she moaned softly into the kiss. However, once his hand came across her luscious breast she realized what was really happening. She squealed and grasped onto his shoulders trying to pushing him off of her. No! Stop it! She was almost in tears as she tried to fight him off. She really thought he was different, but in her mind he was no different than any other sleazeball who came to watch her.
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This sensation he was granted from being in her presence and touching her was simply bliss. Angel could try to resist, but Roger wasn't going to back down anytime soon. She was certainly sensitive, however his remorse wasn't drawn when concerning with a goddess like her. Realizing how rare this was and the possibility of imprisonment, tonight was going to be his night with this woman. Harden already she would start to feel a huge bulge press onto her pelvis. If any lust was trigger, this would be a factor that would attract her sexual hunger quicker. If he could, he would fuck a willing stripper where it would be a blast. Embrace this, don't deny it. Those pigs wouldn't have the caliber to handle you like I can. Just close your eyes and accept what I give you. Who knows, might even beg for my meat.
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She cried softly beneath his hold. She squealed lightly, her pelvis lifting in attempts to continue fighting him off. No! His voice was so seductive and inside it made her tremble, but she couldn't give into it. There were things he didn't know about her. Despite her occupation, she was as experienced as he might have believed her to be. As he flattered her about how no one could dare be worthy the attempts he was trying she blushed. Her body tingled to his touch. It was true, she was utterly sensitive. She closed her eyes, her body tensing... She felt as if fighting was useless at this point... he was too strong. Please... don't do this.
Thread: That Night Job

Pulling his zipper downwards, Roger automatically unleashed something enormous to comfort this goddess. Springing forward was 12 inches of man meat that would ravage her luscious body, likely arousing this woman when she was presented with it. Drown in arousal, her pleading to stop in his conscious was begging to force feed her delicious treat to her. Gripping her threads of hair, he instantly pressed her towards the pelvis. Making Angel stare at it, Roger would be intimidating this woman for the meanwhile before speaking to her. ??Go ahead my Angel, taste it babe. Treat this with the utmost care and trust me you'll like it. Indeed your occupation exceeds your beauty, however I hope you can give me a chance and try it out yourself.
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Sh gaped again as he grabbed hold of her hair and forced her face towards his massive cock. She bit her bottom lip and whimpered as more tears rolled down her cheek. She licked her lips as she heard his words. Whether she continued to fight or not it wouldn't have made any difference. He was stronger than her and used it against her. Her lips parted and took in a good six inches of his cock. Her warm tongue wrapping around his lengthy rod just as he commanded her to do. Her eyes closed, another stream of tears rolled down her softly blushed cheeks. She began to move her head back and forth softly, her tongue keep a tight suction on it for his pleasure.
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SSomeone should sing these lips are made for sssucking, because your great at it. He stutters somewhat for how pleasurable this was for him. The strength of her suction motioned like a tornado, tightly grasping his cock with intense foreplay. The look she gave for a blowjob was a Kodak moment for him, moaning happily as she gave his rod no mercy. The potential she held was porn industry worthy, sucking him off like a fiend. Regardless of her status, if she was willing or not would not matter to him. Gripping her hair, he shut his eyes while she raped his cock with her godly mouth.
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Her tongue began to way from side to side as if naturally, her mouth going down more and more with ever motion of her head, gaining an inch each time closer to his pelvis. The tears faded and dried on her skin as she continued tasting the man's cock. A soft moan emanated from her lips as she forced herself to go down further, her tongue motioning around his pleasure spots more and more as she got used to the feeling. Him groan and stutter of his words made her feel a sense of pride and accomplishment somehow which encouraged her to continue subconsciously. Her tongue starting to motion faster now as her hunger grew.
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Her achievement in pleasing him easily indeed was enjoyable. If anything, Angel eradicated his free will and engulfed him into lust. Manhandling his rod, he grew excited and bestowed her with a nice throat fucking. Slamming his meat back and forth, Roger would entitle this woman to fun. Hoping she had no gag reflex, he roughly began some oral suck with that beautiful mouth of hers. Shuddering, he was obviously affected by how experience this vile stripper was. Releasing her hair, he slipped his cock from her throat and let Angel go back to the blowjob. Glancing at her, the image of fucking her was turning him on.
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She finally opened her eyes, looking up at him as she filled her mouth with his cock. Her lips tightened, keeping that oh-so-innocent stare despite the naughty actions taking place. Her tongue lost control of itself, squirming and trailing around it as if it were literally attempting to force his juices out. Her fingers gripped onto his waist, her nails pressing against his flesh lightly but not puncturing his flesh. Her lips began to touch his pelvis with every motion. Despite the burning feeling in her throat she continued against her body's limits and still looked up at him with that innocent stare as if nothing was wrong.
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This vile witch was liberating all of the sexual restraints he felt for numerous mouths. Suppressing a moan that was held back, Roger freed her throat from the oral treatment she received for giving good head. The innocent stare she bestowed made him want to cum in her mouth, showing a naughty side that exceeded the nature of her job. Sensing some struggles, he released her instantly with cum showering over her face. It shot out at 3 times, the first pinpointing the links while the second was dripping from the forehead with the third one on her chin. Feeling embarrassed from coming so soon, he had to address her. ??I guess you made me blow my load that fast. I guess you are very intimidating when a sexual encounter occurs.
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She fell back onto the hood of the car. She didn't know whether to be proud or disgusted with herself. She was covered in his seed, lying there hopelessly as she marinated in it. Her chest was heaving up and down. She hadn't the slightest clue what just came over her. Tears welled u in her eyes. She felt like she was no different than any of the other strippers now. All of them had shared their sexual stories and fantasies but Angel never had her stories to share. Which was a large reason as to why her stage name was Angel. . Sorry Sav. Utter writer's block. .
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Why are you crying? You seem full of life and engulfed in lust. Roger pondered on what trigger this all of a sudden. Was her conscious getting in the way or did she have some sort of vision of how she saw things turning out. Despite his criminal intentions with Angel, he never intended to watch her cry and become this vulnerable. Some could say he felt a little guilty for inflicting this much mental and physical harm to her well being. He wanted to say sorry, but if he became this soft his lustful acts would have been for nothing and he would a pathetic man heading for jail as a loser. Accepting this was likely the last woman he might have sex with, he stood there patiently with a kinder face shown towards her.
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She looked up at him and wiped her tears. I'm sorry. I just feel no different than the rest of the girls. I couldn't even control myself. She stood up and moved her body in closer to him. It's not you. I prided myself in being the cleanest stripper. Now I feel so dirty... and I liked it. She blushed softly and grasped onto his hands and placed them on her waist and leaned in to kiss his lips softly. She pulled back and bit her bottom lip. This tension this... this desire of non-will and will all mixed up into one made her more inquisitive towards the situation. Despite how she felt she wanted more, she wanted him. She didn't know why she was feeling this way, but she wasn't going to fight it. Just let it take her into the darkest depths of the unknown.