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Thread: The Van Leugen Chronicles - Empire - (R0NIN x Jolie)

Michael suddenly found himself in a predicament. On one hand, he needed Darya to do more than just a dance with him, or at least, express verbal consent that she was prepared to go farther than protocol allowed. He couldn't bust Nocturne otherwise. On the other hand, actually taking that second step would implicate him in criminal activity. He wasn't undercover. He didn't have the legal leeway to actually engage the girl. Though Michael had no wife or child, he did have a girlfriend, one whom he loved very much. He wasn't intent on cheating on her, not even for the job. He needed to somehow get enough evidence to prove that Nocturne's dancers engaged in illegal activity without actually engaging in that activity. That meant teasing - foreplay and contact on the verge of intimacy but just a hairsbreadth away from reality ... I... he struggled to find words that sounded 'sexy' or 'alluring'. Her near-naked body rubbing over his chest did nothing to help center his thoughts. I want ... more? Was that the right way to put it? God, he wasn't any good at this. Sorry, I'm not really sure how this works, but I'd like to ... His eyes took a quick pass over her figure. It wasn't part of the act - she was gorgeous. Once again, he found himself fighting a blush, growling with himself over how easily he let his thoughts stray. Michael Seram was a man who was always in control of himself. It bothered him that the sight of a pretty girl could exercise so much power over his mind. He shook off her allure, consciously willing himself to ignore her seductive power. He wasn't some shitfaced half-virgin college freshman. He was a cop. He had a duty. He was in control, and he knew exactly how far he would go and exactly where he would stop. I think you know what I want, he said lowly, conviction in his voice, so why don't you tell me what you're going to do to me...
Thread: The Van Leugen Chronicles - Empire - (R0NIN x Jolie)

Hannah smiled as her hand stroked his muscular bicep. He was such as cop! She almost laughed at his attempt to get her to tell him what she would do. Well, she had got him back here. It was up to Nero to decide what to do next. But she had no intention of spending another night in jail or adding yet another prostitution arrest to her rap sheet. I'll tell you what officer, she said slowly, seductively. There was one sure way to deal with known cops you had to be clear because the bastards would twist anything you said or just outright lie if it served their purposes. What I'll do to you is going to be absolutely free, no money, just me driving you insane, because I find you very, very attractive. She was so close that she knew she could have taken him out using her training if need be, but it was more fun to toy with the detective. What you say I let you go Greek on me or maybe you can Bismarck me. She teased her dark red lower lip with her tongue and asked, Can you see it? Me on my knees, you pounding me from behind or shooting out your seed on my pretty cheeks? Like the thought? Pausing, she looked at his face and then laughed. You don't work vice do you officer. Reaching out, she began to unbuckle his belt and pushed him gently toward the chair. Are you going to tell your wife when you get home about your dirty little day, she said teasingly. Even though she was having fun now, there was in the pit of her stomach a tension at what Nero would eventually do to her for her mistake.
Thread: The Van Leugen Chronicles - Empire - (R0NIN x Jolie)

Michael's look hardened as she called him out. Dammit ... had he been that obvious? She was a clever girl, he had to give her that. Not only had she broken his facade in a heartbeat, but she'd also made it clear that was happening between them was personal. Nocturne had nothing to do with it. She was giving him this private show of her own accord without the incentive of payment, which meant that what she was doing was, technically legal. Wildly unprofessional, but legal. Greece ... Bismark ... the detective looked positively confused. What even was that? One thing was clear though, he needed to stop this. He resisted her advances as best he could, willing his gradually-enlarging member back to sleep. He was only somewhat succesful. Miss, I think there's been a mix-up, he tried to sound apologetic, but it just came off as uncomfortable, I think I should leave. I've ... misinterpreted the situation. His face was still quite red. Unfortunately, Michael had been backing away this whole time. The backs of his legs hit the front of 'the chair' and he stopped dead in his tracks. He looked apprehensively down at the inviting seat before looking sternly back at Darya. ...that's not gonna happen. A few moments later, Darya might have noticed a figure peeking out from a wall. He was a medium-sized man in a suit, a black mask over his face. In his right hand he held a rag that looked doused in something. When Michael's attention was focused on Darya, he left his hiding place and began walking sternly towards the detective. His padded shoes made no sound on the floor.
Thread: The Van Leugen Chronicles - Empire - (R0NIN x Jolie)

Hannah actually found the straight-arrow cop kind of cute. If he'd been a real vice copy, he would have known that Greek meant anal sex and Bismarck meant coming on a girl's face after she blew him. Honestly, Hannah wished that she didn't know what those terms mean. Once, she would have been shocked ... once. As Michael tried to back away, she clung to him, rubbing her body, acting the total slut as he tried to back away, his face adorably flushed. It was when he hit the chair and started asserting a little masculine muscle to stop her gentle pushing, that she caught sight of the masked thug. As the thug quietly approached, a thousand possibilities raced through Hannah's mind. Too many of them involved her resorting to the extensive combat training, she'd learned in Ranger school and later at that special training facility. But what would Darya do? Switching from clinging to the red-faced, blushing cop, she pushed herself away hard so that she landed on her lush little ass with a hard bang as her hip hit the chair when she went down. Immediately, she started to cry, screaming, You bastard you fucking pushed me! If he now turned to look at her now lying on her ass, rubbing her hip, he would see the masked, chloroform carrying thug behind her.
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Michael looked positively flabbergasted. What are you talking about? I didn't- He met the eyes of the masked man. For a moment, neither moved, an anxious silence passing between them - the breath before the plunge. The assassin lunged, rag still in hand, reaching behind his back for another weapon. Michael was moving a half-second later. He placed a firm hand on Hannah's back and really DID push her, trying to force her out of the chair and out of harm's way. On the same move he put his foot on the chair and extended, the seat sliding backwards with powerful force and slamming into the charging goon. He tripped, fought for balance and looked up just in time to see Seram's fist right before it connected with his eye. A brief struggle ensued, but Michael quickly overpowered the thug and had him on his stomach. He didn't have his gun, but he had managed to get a pair of handcuffs into the club. He began binding the assassin. Alright you son of a bitch, he growled, who the hell sent you? Huh? He snarled, ripping the mask of his face. Was it Nero? Huh? Did Nero put you up- Did I put him up to what , detective? a deep voice rumbled throughout the room. An immensely large figure stood at the doorway flanked by two gorgeous women and several suited bodyguards. Detective Seram, Nero mused, stepping into the VIP room. I didn't expect to see you again so soon, here of all places. He smiled with predatorial curiosity. Taken an affinity to Darya, have you? She's a lovely girl, but I must wonder what Alexa would think about this... You shut the hell up, Michael snarled. Leave my girlfriend out of this. He stood up, breathing heavily. Though he hardly came up to Nero's neck, he didn't back down, holding himself with a sort of angry dignity. Nero looked amused. I meant no offense, detective. I was merely considering what sort of things you'd be doing in the VIP room with one of my dancers. I have a warrant, Michael snapped, this is an investigation. He pointed an accusing finger at Hannah. She dragged me in here. Nero perked a brow. His hands folded below his belt. Really? he looked at Hannah. His voice maintained its usual calm, but his black irises smoldered like slow-burning coals. Now Darya, why would you bring this man into the VIP room?
Thread: The Van Leugen Chronicles - Empire - (R0NIN x Jolie)

Hannah had been watching in amusement as the Keystone cop routine sorted itself out. But when the big boss asked her why she brought Dudley Do-Right into the VIP room, she stepped firmly into her Darya role. Oh baby, she said as she painfully stood, moaning slightly in pain and dramatically rubbing her hip as if it were nearly broken. Her big blue eyes shimmered with tears as she shot hate-filled sparks from her eyes at Dudley Do-Right. That blue-tie wearing, lying-mouthed, spineless pussy said he wanted the ride of his life and asked if I'd take him to the VIP room. She figured Nero would get her point about the detective wearing a blue-tie. Turning to the man she now knew was Detective Seran, her eyes twinkled ever so briefly before she continued. He said he wanted to fuck me in the ass and come on my face, because some girl named Alexa wouldn't let him do those things. When I said I didn't do that stuff, it was illegal, he slapped me around and threw me to the ground. She paused to rub her hip again and let a few tears run down her cheek. Well, this nice man, she gestured to the thug on the ground. He heard me scream and ran to my rescue. In an aside, she added, I think he must have been cleaning up after some weird mask wearing bondage activity when he heard me ... not that anything like that goes on in our club. She glared at Detective Seran. He beat up my rescuer next and thank God you all came in. She cocked her head, letting her long black hair fall artfully over one eye. Then she said in a tone of great sincerity. I think he was trying to frame this club for something illegal. The way she said this, it was as if the thought of doing anything illegal would never cross her mind. She then began to cry beautifully and ran into Nero's arms, clinging to him like she was a daughter running to the shelter of her father. He hurt me Nero. She added for good effect as she buried her face in the lower portion of his huge chest.
Thread: The Van Leugen Chronicles - Empire - (R0NIN x Jolie)

Hannah watched them escort Michael away. Guilt at dragging the man into this mess toyed with the edges of her calloused, scar-tissued heart. But only until he vanished from her site. She had darker things to deal with tonight as she felt one of Nero's meaty hands tighten on her shoulder just hard enough to send a teasing ripple of pain through her muscles. No, Nero wasn't happy. She watched the aftermath as Nero dealt with the failed assassin and then turned to Nero's number two bitch, Ms. Ming. Her eyes stared into the Asian woman's eyes trying to see some humanity, but all she saw were soulless dark eyes and pleasure at the thought of Nero hurting her. There was a thousand things she wanted to tell the other woman. But instead, she just shook her head and walked out. I'm done for the night, she told the DJ. Walking into the back room, she pulled on a pair of black jeans and a soft white cashmere Turtleneck sweater. Her motorcycle boots went up to her knees and were faded, much scuffed black leather. Finding her helmet, she headed out the back way. When one of Nero's men would have stopped her, she just pushed past. I'll be back. I need air. Outside, she unlocked her BMW nineT, ironically, a gift from Nero. Pausing, she savored the power of the engine between her thighs, before pulling out of the back alley and into the streets. At the Lincoln park's third bench, the one that faced the lake, she left a discreet tell that would signal her need for a meet with Sam, her handler. She couldn't take this much longer and she needed his calming influence. Next, she drove by her one-bedroom walk up. In the shower, she washed away the makeup and dirt and grit and slime that clung to her after a day stripping. If a few tears fell, it didn't matter, the water washed them away. Her eyes glanced to the cabinet where her gun was concealed. Then she shook her head. God, she didn't want to be raped or hurt ever again. Why? Sam had to let her leave. She was close to Nero, but she couldn't handle it much longer. God, I need a fix, she thought aching for that sweet warmth and release from anything. Two hours on the dot, she stood outside Nero's quarters. Her hands trembled a little as she stripped naked in the hallway, neatly folding her clothing. The two men outside watched impassively. Taking a moment to center herself, Hannah knocked. It's Darya sir.
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A moment later, the doors swung open. Jane stood at the entrance. She looked down at Darya disapprovingly. This way, she turned and led her inside. Nero's suite was enormous. Hallways lead into offices, bedrooms, kitchens ... but the room Jane lead Darya into was one of Nero's exercise rooms. When they entered, Nero was already at work. Shirtless and wearing only athletic briefs, he hoisted an enormously heavy barbell with considerable ease - standing-military pressing what most men would have difficulty bench pressing. His muscles were ripe and pumped from the exercise, his olive skin sheened in sweat. Two gorgeous women, nude save sports bras and spandex, attended him with towels and a fluids after every set. Ming sat across a nearby table, legs dangling over the edge. She smiled as Darya entered and winked at her. Sir, Jane spoke up as they entered. Nero finished his set before looking back. He nodded as he saw Darya. The two attendants quickly stepped towards him. One toweled every drop of sweat off his body. The other pressed a bottle of black liquid to his lips. Leave us, he said when they were finished. The girls bowed respectfully before padding away. Ming and Jane stayed. Nero walked calmly over to a nearby chair and brought it to the center of the room. He took a seat, resting his hands on his thighs. Come here, Darya. She would know what he wanted. She was to kneel at his feet.
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Hannah kept her blue eyes focused on the hallway floor when the doors opened. She didnt want Jane to recognize the way Hannah truly felt. If she gave Jane a direct glance, she couldn't help but feel the lash of Hannahs hatred. Although nude, she didnt feel sexy or erotic. She felt like a sheered lamb being led to the slaughter. She had been in this enormous 16,000 square foot luxury penthouse many times. Shed sat naked in the balcony Jacuzzi with Nero, watched him putt on the balcony green. But she had rarely been in the exercise room. Nero knew that she worked hard on her dance routines and spent hours training. But she thought if she actually worked out with him, he might ascertain some of her military training. Once she stepped in, her heart stopped momentarily and she felt fear. Nero was a master sadist and he had so many tools at his disposal. Bitterly, she wished that she had a gun or even a knife on her. But Ms. Jane and Ms. Ming, no matter how skilled Hannah was, outmatched her in hand-to-hand combat abilities. Ming's wink just drove home how helpless she was as long as the two women were in the room, not to mention that Nero could have defeated her unless she struck with surprise. Yes, he was so well guarded his assassination wasn't going to happen. Plus, her goal wasnt to kill him, but to take him down. It was just that right now, she didnt care what her ultimate goal was, she would far rather have him dead than have to walk willing forward and kneel before him. But as the girls left, but for Ming and Jane, she dropped to her knees and crawled slowly toward him, looking like nothing more than a cowed puppy about to be smacked on the nose for peeing on the floor. It was almost entirely an act. But she was scared. Baby, Im so sorry, I needed a fix and got high before the show. I wasnt right in my head. Tears rolled down her cheek. It might have tugged at a mans heart strings, but for the fact that Darya as she was known to Nero could cry on a heartbeat. She only had to remember the aftermath of her attempt at whistle blowing and an unalterable sadness would take hold of her heart. Taking a kneeling position, she rested her hands on her thighs and sat there, shoulders back, eyes terrified. I tried not to get high baby. Im so sorry. As she tried to wheedle Nero, an idle thought crossed her mind. When was the last time she had told someone the truth?
Thread: The Van Leugen Chronicles - Empire - (R0NIN x Jolie)

He watched her as she crawled to his feet, his eyes shadowed and dark. That's the thing, baby, Nero mused, I've been doing a lot of thinking about you. His looked up to Jane and gave her a nod. Hannah would hear Jane's heels click behind her, followed by the feeling of her firm hands grabbing her arms and forcing them behind her back. She began tying her wrists with what felt an exercise band. You're a smart girl, Darya, Nero spoke as Jane worked, very smart. That wouldn't bother me if you kept your head down and did what I told you, but I get the feeling like sometimes you're purposefully working against me. I think you think you can get away with it. I think you think I'm not going to notice, or if I do, write it off as the misstep of a junkie stripper. He looked over at Ming now and gave her a nod. The other secretary, her large breasts swelling over the brim of her half-open blouse, sauntered over to the prostrate Hannah. She knelt beside her, grinning flirtatiously, smoothing her hair back and tying it in a ponytail behind her head. She pressed her lips to her ear and whispered lustfully. Better tell the truth now, pretty thing... She bit the lobe playfully before standing up and backing away. I want you to be honest with me, Nero looked long and hard into Hannah's eyes, I want you to tell me, truthfully, if this was a mistake... He leaned forward in his chair and brought his face close to hers. ...or if this was an act of rebellion. His voice rumbled into her core as he drew near. His eyes were black and hopeless. Mistakes, I can forgive. Rebellion, I can forgive. Lies... His hand reached out and gently curved around her jaw. ...lies I cannot forgive.
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Tears welled up in Hannah's blue eyes and she genuinely started cry as she knelt naked before Nero, her hands being bound from behind. She shuddered as he stroked her jaw. It was dark in the club, she stammered. The guy was heavier I thought when I got there. But this guy had a blue tie and I just grabbed him, thinking he would do, maybe he was the right guy. I looked around but didn't see anyone else with a blue tie by the time I got to the door. She shuddered as Ming pulled her hair into a ponytail and when the woman bit her earlobe, her nipples tightened and a line of goosebumps ran down her bare arms. Feeling incredibly exposed, she hated the fact that her masochistic, submissive soul was growing mildly aroused by the sheer danger of the moment. She had no tattoos on her chest or belly, but she saw Nero's eyes lingering on her navel piercing. He pulled her face up so he could stair into her shimmering lashed eyes and she didn't like the look in his eyes. Where was a white knight when you needed one? Nero's eyes took in the clean lines of her body. The silvered scars on her hip and inner thigh where she used to inject her drug of choice. The faded marks along her lower back from a bad beating a year ago and she felt a terrible urge to beg, to confess, to say anything so that he would let her go.
Thread: The Van Leugen Chronicles - Empire - (R0NIN x Jolie)

Nero saw her vulnerability, her weakness, and he smiled. It's okay, baby, he crooned softly, it's okay. I'll forgive you. It's okay. He pulled her close and held her kneeling figure against his abdomen. I know you didn't mean it. I know. He stroked her hair gently and would wait for her tears to subside. After a time, he beckoned her up. Come now. Over my knee. This will be over quickly. He snapped his fingers. Jane stepped forward and handed him a bottle of fine body oil. Forgiving her or no, Nero still needed to punish Darya.
Thread: The Van Leugen Chronicles - Empire - (R0NIN x Jolie)

R0NIN said Nero saw her vulnerability, her weakness, and he smiled. It's okay, baby, he crooned softly, it's okay. I'll forgive you. It's okay. He pulled her close and held her kneeling figure against his abdomen. I know you didn't mean it. I know. He stroked her hair gently and would wait for her tears to subside. After a time, he beckoned her up. Come now. Over my knee. This will be over quickly. He snapped his fingers. Jane stepped forward and handed him a bottle of fine body oil. Forgiving her or no, Nero still needed to punish Darya. Click to expand... Trembling, Darya ... for she now slipped into Darya's headspace, the ex-Army Ranger Hannah subsiding ... rubbed her hair against his thigh as Nero held her close. She could feel his hand on her head, his fingers smoothing out her hair, and knew he would hurt her. With his help, she rose and bent over his knee, her heart racing, her nipples tightening as she realized that she almost welcomed the pain, the punishment. She deserved it on so many levels. Trembling, she waited, her long dark hair hanging down, her sensuously rounded hips resting on his mid-section. I'm so sorry Nero, she said helplessly. I deserve this for failing you. In the back of her mind, the face of that detective came to mind. Was he really that honest? That naive? His face melded into the face of Sam, her handler, the man she sometimes thought she loved, the man who had sent her back into the muck of this life.
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It's okay, Nero held her close. He opened the bottle and dribbled thick oil down her backside over her hips and ass. I know you won't fail me again. I know. His hands roamed over her bottom, smoothing over her hips and sensually rubbing the oil into her skin. It was a massage - his skilled fingers masterfully working over the flesh of her buttocks and the curves of her hips. For a short time, it would feel quite pleasurable. And then he spanked her. Once. Hard. The pain would be sharp and glaring, made only worse by the warm pleasure that had preceded it. A red mark was already forming on her left cheek when his hands resumed their massaging, replacing the pain with pleasure once more. It was a cycle. Nero intended to repeat it many times. You won't fail me again, baby... his voice rumbled into his core. She might have felt his massive member pulsing steadily to life after the first strike. Her pain got him off. Never again... he smiled and raised his hand to spank her once more.