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Thread: An Unknown Fate (Reydan and AndNich123)

She looked at the door for a long time after he was gone before smiling. Shaking her head, she snatched the dress up and threw the door open. Her eyes scanned the club, noticing a few gazes in her direction. Perhaps they thought she was Tina. Maybe there was some truth to his story, and thats exactly what she thought it was. A story. A tale woven from a true master at his craft. An artist whose medium was clearly lying. Spotting him at the bar, she made her way over to him quickly throwing the dress at him. You lying bastard. You said you let my sister practice here on weekdays. She had Friday penciled in her day planner. Not much of a weekday. Dont you think? As for her being liberated, that would imply she felt trapped. She loved her husband. GRAHAM. There was nothing for her to need to be liberated from. My sister had the rhythm of a cat just getting out of the washing machine on spin cycle. She hated this type of place. She hated slutty clothes like that. She was as plain as a farmer, and her fashion sense was right on point with that. Tina hated the city. She hated everything about it in fact. So why the hell would she come to a place like this? How would she even know it existed? Somebody had to talk her into coming here. I wanna know who and why? Now from where I stand if you bullshit story about her leaving you with so many debts is true then you have two problems. One. Your club must be some shitty business if one plain, farmer girl left you with that much debt. Two. You just proved to me how much of a liar you actually are. My sister would never even steal a penny from someone. So if you want me to start helping you in any way other then you better start telling me the truth. Otherwise Im walking right out that door. She glanced over her shoulder at the bouncer at the door who had clearly been watching the entire conversation. She grinned looking back at Marcus. Really? Like he could stop me? Ive taken down men before. Im not afraid to do it again. Let me tell you something about me. Okay? When I was in high school I was moved around so much because of all the hell I caused. She raised her eyebrows at him. I set fire to the school. Twice. They could never prove it was me though, but yeah. I did it. I beat up anybody that got in my way. That poor guy out by the football field never knew what hit him. His jaw broke so easily. The guy behind the bar hung his head shaking it as he too was listening in on the strong willed woman before his boss. It was clear she was not like Tina. It was clear she was not like anyone who had come through those doors. So I am not afraid to fight no matter what it is for. If it is so I can pass by some huge bouncer who clearly has watched Roadhouse too many times, then so be it. Im not afraid of him, and I most certainly am not afraid of you. As she spoke Tessa moved closer to him until she was now face to face, inches from his body, with him. Now. Where is my sister?
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Marcus had been expecting resistance. The girl had fire in her belly. But not this. He had not been prepared for her to storm out of the office and toss the dress in his face. She was actually pretty funny, especially the bit about the bouncer and Roadhouse. He chuckled as he looked over at Little Charlie, a hulking slab of trailer-trash meat, strung together with steroids and fried-ribs. She was probably right, but then again, he'd seen the bouncer smash a man's skull open with a car door. Had ordered him to. But she was onto something about her sister. His story about Tina had been pretty ropey, made up on the spot to try and head of confrontation, and she'd called him on his bullshit. Ok ok he spread his hands, patting the barseat next to him, get up here and I'll give you the truth. He signaled to the barman, who was still rolling his eyes, to bring then over two shots of tequila. He downed his in one, enjoying the burn, then looked over at Tessa. He knew she'd sit down. She might be a firecracker, but he still held the ultimate card. He was her best source of information on her sister. Look he said, spreading his hands, She didn't come here to dance. True. She came here from that Church of hers. You know, the nice little middle-class bit out in the countryside? Thought she could talk some of the girls out of stripping. Into reforming. He shrugged. That was true. He watched the mousy little blonde shake as she entered the building. I admired her guts, tell you the truth, not easy for her to come to a place like this. He signaled for a second drink. I let her hang around the back, chat to the girls. They liked her. Weren't buying what she was selling, but they seemed to enjoy talking to her. And I like my girls happy. You have any idea how hard it is getting strippers to actually do their work? Its like herding fucking cats. Another shot. He kept an eye on Tessa to see if she was keeping up. Loosen her up a little, he thought to himself, feed her a little truth and then push her a little. She ended up mixing with a lot of people backstage he continued, now lapsing over into lie. Favors for strippers, and the people who hang around strippers, can come with some serious strings attached. He eyed Tessa, trying to seem concerned. I tried to keep an eye on her but I reckon she might have, in trying to help, mixed with a bad crowd. I didn't tell the cops because if they turned up here, they'd just drive whoever it is underground. He patted the turquoise dress. Afraid getting into this and asking around might be your best bet he concluded, trying to sound reluctant and unsure about the idea of Tessa lap-dancing around the club.
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Why should I believe him, was the first thought that went through her mind. Still she knew he was her best option. The alternative being leaving the club and letting the bumbling investigators who had missed this clue entirely continue to handle things. No. She decided to take her chances. Tessa slide on to the barseat and rested on the bar next to her. She watched him down the shot in one gulp. Am I suppose to be impressed, she thought with a smile. Grabbing her own, she followed suit. Tessa had always been known as a party girl in her own right. Drinking, smoking, dancing at the city clubs was par for the course. She knew it would be rude, and possibly even put him off from talking, if she didnt. She placed her empty shot glass next to his and tilted her head as she raised her eyebrows. It was a clear signal to continue. His version of the truth seemed to be more realistic this time. It hit home that her sister would do that. She was always looking for some lost cause she could help. Her sister was always trying to make the world a better place somehow. She nodded agreeing with his comments about her guts and it not being easy to come into a place like this. Her sister would blush just walking through the underwear section at a department store. It was also easy to believe the girls liked her. Tina was that sort of person. If you met her, you liked her. Her sparkling personality was impossible to not like. She watched him down a second shot, and she once more followed suit. At the mention of the word backstage, her eyes averted over to the stripper now in the midst of her act shaking her body to the beat that boomed throughout the club at a near deafening volume. Her sister did have a nave nature. Tina did have a fluffy bunny side, as Tessa liked to call it. She believed that there was good in everybody, people could all be changed, and rainbows and unicorns. She rolled her eyes as he patted the dress before looking over to the guy behind the bar and signaling for another drink. Downing the shot she tells Marcus, you owe me that shot for all the bullshit you tried to feed me in your office. As for this, she grabs the dress, keep it, she says throwing it back at him. Ive got more slutty clothes than that at home. Ill be here Friday night. That was her night here after all. If what you say is true, Ill have better luck finding out anything then. Two warnings though. One. You ever try to bullshit me like that again or lie to me, Ill rip your fucking throat out. You got me? Two. Get some better booze. That tequila is watered down cheap shit. A real woman can tell the difference. She turns on her heels not looking back, shaking her ass as she heads for the door. Move it Roadhouse, or Ill make sure you never work anywhere again. She opens her purse pulling out the conceal gun shes had the whole time. You get me? He moves letting her pass. She knows hes going to tell his boss what she had. Good. Let him. Climbing into her car, she screams before hitting the wheel several times. Damn it Tina! She leans against the wheel sobbing into it. Friday would come, and she would be ready.
Thread: An Unknown Fate (Reydan and AndNich123)

He watched her go, her little face fierce and defiant to the last, and made a note to order in some better liquor. At least until he'd properly put this little firecracker in her place. See you Friday he called after her. Mulling over the events of the day, Marcus finished his work in the early hours of the morning. The club was emptying, slowly but surely, and he finished chatting with the bouncers as they saw the last stumbling punters out the door. He heard all about the gun and arched an eyebrow. Crazy bitch. At least she hadn't burnt his club down. Yet. Chuckling, he made his way back to his office and shut the door. One of the girls, Lin, a petite Asian girl was there, chewing her lip and sitting, legs folded in his chair in her stripping outfit. One of those Asian peasant hat things, like a big straw dome on her head, and a stars and stripes bikini that showed off her assets. He admired her like a man buying a car. Yep. Those new breasts had come in nicely. A good investment. Boss, was that Tina? she simpered, stepping up to him and running a hand down his chest. You know it wasn't bitch he smiled, like a shark, and pressed her down to her knees with his hand. She took the hint, tugging his cock out of his pants and popping it into her mouth. He settled in the chair as she began to blow him, her hot little mouth relaxing after a long day. Damn bitch, you suck that like its a Chinese Spring Roll! he grinned, tugging her face off his thick shaft with a meaty hand in her hair. I'm Korean... she said, frowning up at him. Nuh-uh bitch he laughed, taking a packet of cocaine from his pocket. He spread a line along the top of his shaft and watched, amused, as the desperate little addict sniffed it up in one needy gulp. Rewarded, she returned to giving him her sloppy blowjob. Yeah, you're just a little coke-whore he said, stroking her hair. He knew Tessa would show up on the Friday. Knew it. Was waiting in his office for her. She was wearing a trench-coat and his mind raced as to what was underneath. He grinned. Firstly, he said, sliding a tumbler across the table, a better drink. Tiny flakes of gold danced in the light inside the clear liquid. Imperial Standard Gold Flake Vodka he said with a grin, watching Tessa eye the glass. He leaned his elbows on the table, making sure to flex his arms for her. More behind the bar as you need it. Now, I strongly, strongly, urge you not to get up on the stage. Stick to working the booths around the edge of the room. The guys you'll be looking for will be loaded, on their own, and not part of the rowdy crowd. You can keep any tips you get. He smirked. Keep in sight of Roadhouse. You may not like him, or think he's any good, but he'll keep you safe. My guests know not to fuck with him. He sat back in the chair, eyeing the blonde, Check back in with me if you hear anything. Oh, and, have fun! He smirked at her.
Thread: An Unknown Fate (Reydan and AndNich123)

Fuck, Marcus thought, as she gyrated on stage, working the crowd like a pro, she came in like a bitch but the girl could dance. He grinned. If only she knew how much her sister had loved it on that stage by the end. How much she had begged Marcus to put her on every night. He chuckled. He watched, in the golden light, as Tessa's slender hips swayed and her hands clasped the silver pole. She slid and span with ease, crushing the pole between her breasts and licking the metal surface as she winked at the crowd. The mood in the club was electric and, as he watched Tessa, Marcus kept an eye on his staff. He wasn't taking any chances. The girl was into it, getting hot and heavy, and he didn't want any drunken frat-boy or down-on-his-luck businessman desperate for pussy ruining it. He watched her peel off the black clothing, chewing his lip as she leaned, naked, against the pole. The music in the club boomed and thundered, far too loud, and he saw, as if in slow motion, Tessa curl a finger up into her sweet little cunt. Marcus knew, in that moment, he had to have this bitch wrapped around his cock tonight. Had to make his first move tonight. He moved, as the lights dimmed, into the back-stage area where Tessa was coming off stage. Her body was sheened in sweat and he grinned at her. Nice show, fancy a permanent job? he teased, as he gestured her into a small one-person dressing room. He locked the door after she entered, still naked, and let his gaze clearly devour her body. I got my guys working the crowd, he said and I can tell you the requests for private dances are piling up. But you gotta give em a minute to sift through. You don't want to waste time on some average shmuck who doesn't know anything about Tina. In the meantime he said, smiling, sitting on the battered couch in the room and patting the seat next to him, How about a little of this? He held up the bottle of vodka from before, passing it to her to drink from. A little of this he said, shaking a small bag of cocaine before her. Any girl who could dance like that knew how to get high. And Marcus said, a cheshire cat grin on his face, how about a little of this? He took Tessa's hand, feeling the girl's racing pulse, and placed it on his stiff cock. Let her fingers, for a moment caught in his grip, trace the outline of his ten inch cock through his leather pants.
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Marcus was taken aback by the sheer force of bile and fury that poured out of this little blonde woman. He couldn't decide whether she was a force to be reckoned with or had a serious fucking screw loose. He narrowed his eyes, thinking, as she reeled off the stuff about her father, knocking back another gulp of vodka. She was messed up but there was something about her words. His mind churned. Addicted to cock. Marcus spent a lot of time around strippers. Whatever the liberal media might say about female empowerment, in his vast experience women who took their clothes off for money all had serious issues. This wasn't the first time he'd had a naked woman, little fragments of coke clinging to her nostril, whispering about daddy issues. Granted none of them had been this fucked up and weirdly gleeful about it, but.... If she really was addicted to cock.... Her sister had been, in the end..... He caught her by the waist and pulled her glistening naked body onto his lap. Ground her wet little snatch hard against the bulge in his trousers. Listen up slut he said in a soft low voice I brought you in hear to fuck you. But for now I'm going to talk. You might bitch about Daddy issues but, if you love cock as much as you say you do, you'll shut that filthy little trap of yours and listen. He waited, for a moment, to be sure he had her attention. I run another side to my business here. A sex club. And I'm not talking some middle-class car-keys in a bowl swingers party or some tame BDSM bullshit with trendy hipsters. I'm talking about some serious depraved fucking. He crooked a finger, suddenly, into her wetness, feeling her squirm on his lap. Its sick and its gorgeous. Your precious sister didn't know about it, but my guess is that whoever took her was a regular there. I can get you in. Hell, if you little rant just now is anything to go by you'll love it anyway, mission or not. But first you gotta show me something special. You can take the piss out of me all you want little cunt but he added another finger to her dripping honeypot I'm the only way you'll ever get in there.
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She was rough and tumble, this girl, a foul mouth on a body built for sin. Tessa swore and smirked and practically spat her defiance at him but all Marcus could focus on was the contrast as his thick black shaft forced open the tight little lips of her pink pussy and sunk into her depths. Tessa was tight like a vice, squeezing the head of his cock, and he let out a low ragged breath. Fuck he grunted, gripping her hips, pushing steadily deeper and watching his shaft, inch by slow aching inch, vanish inside her little pussy. Finally, as she mockingly begged him for his cock, he bottomed out in her. She fit him like a glove, a glove that was several sizes too small. He could feel her heartbeat, rapid and shallow, on the sides of his shaft. Could see, almost, the bulge his cock was causing inside her. She was teasing and cajoling him but, also, she was giving in. His cock was inside her and, now it was rooted deep in her core, he could tell just how much she wanted. He watched as a thin trickle of her moist need seeped from her stretched hole and trickled down her inner thigh. Marcus reached forward, grabbing her hair in one strong hand, and with the other leaned in and caught one of her nipples in between finger and thumb. He pinched, hard, letting her feel the pain radiate through her. He would show her. Show her exactly what sort of a slut she was. I'm going to break you, Tessa, like I broke your prim little sister he said, and before she had a chance to digest that terrible revelation, he began to slam his cock back and forth in her cunt. Marcus gripped her tightly, forcing her onto the tabletop, watching as her head tapped against the dressing mirror with every shuddering fucking impact. His cock was pounding her, relentless in his assault on her tender pussy, and he kept his powerful arms on her, forcing her flat against the table and making her take his cock like the bitch she was.
Thread: An Unknown Fate (Reydan and AndNich123)

She felt her breathing catch before the rush of air she inhaled was rushed from her lungs as he pressed into her. His cock seemed to be consuming her despite the fact it was her lips, her walls, that were engulfing him. His warm hands held her hips tightly, ensuring there was no way she get gain even one inch of relief from his rod. She was forced to remain exactly where she was and take it all. Her chest heaved as she felt his body flush against her own. The impossible achieved, she knew his shaft was now nestled deep inside her cunt. Her low groans turned into cries as he grabbed her nipple, sending agony through her, sweet agony that she fed from. She rested her hand atop his, almost nudging him to do it again, to give her more. A warm smile melted across her lips as she looked into the eyes of the man who was claiming her. She rotated her hips for him, never taking her eyes from his. The smile quickly faded though as she heard the words that came from his mouth. He had her back on the table before the words even had time to register in her mind. You son of a bit., her words cut short as he began to slam his body into hers. Tessas legs forced open wide by his body and his punishing blows. She screamed out loudly, sure he was going to do exactly as he said he would. Fuck! You.my.sister? You..bastard! Her words as ragged as her breathing. She could feel him threatening to crash further into her body than any other man had ever done. Each thrust ramming against her opening, knowing that if he broke through, he would fill her directly with his seed. Fucking.animal! Ill fucking.kill you! Tell me..what you know..about Tina, she groaned as her arms tried to push him from her body. Her head smashed into the mirror as her entire body moved along the table from the intense fucking he was giving her. Her body bulged each time he plunged deep inside her. Her voice hoarse as her pleas of pleasure and anger kept spilling from her mouth. Her pussy oozed her own cum as she gave into him. Her clit on fire as a sheen of sweat covered her body. Dont.stop.fucking.me.you.bastard! She tried to arch back, pushing him up just slightly, before he dominated her again, pushing her flat against the table. I fucking.hate you! She wanted to kill him, to claw him, to beat him, but her body, her pussy, wanted him to continue. Never before had Tessa felt so confused. Tina was becoming a fleeting thought. Her mission for even being here taking a backs seat as this man fucked her mercilessly. Be a man! Is that you got? My throat mother fucker! Hold it. Hold me down while you fuck me. Unless youre afraid, she teased and prodded him. She moved her hips, bucking up as much as she could considering his body was still pinning her down with each ruthless thrust. Her hands grabbed at his arms, holding him. Tessa spread her legs as wide as she could, feeling him deeper inside still. She lifted her head up slightly, her eyes burning, she groans to him, Wreck me!
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Marcus chuckled deeply, the sound booming out through his barrel of a chest, as Tessa writhed beneath him. She was a live wire, spitting and dangerous and hot to the touch, but she was also screaming her pleasure beneath him. She tried to rise from the table but his hand pushed her back, latching onto her nipples with each thumb and forefinger and twisting more painfully this time. You don't fucking hate me he laughed, callous and cruel above her, his cock thrusting harder than ever into her sopping wet cunt. You fucking love me, and if you shut your slutty little trap for a minute I'll tell you about your dear little sister. He didn't obey her command to choke her exactly but, placing the heel of his palm on her chin, he forced her head back. His large thumb stuck into her mouth, pressing against the roof, whilst his fingers laced across her face, covering her nostrils and tilting her head back further so that, instead of looking up at him, she could see her own face upside-down in the mirror. So she could see what he saw. A messy blonde slut, eyes wide with lust, makeup running, her face completely dominated by a big black hand. Marcus used his other hand to collect her ankles and through them over his huge shoulders. He had full access now to her pussy, nothing preventing him from slamming into her with every rough stroke, his full length burying in her and bulging her lower stomach a little each time. Her pussy was divine, loosening to his fucking, and he felt his head press against an inner constriction he knew to be her cervix. He prodded the tight hole, not yet ready to break through, and chose his next words carefully. Your sister is a slut he said, making sure she heard the present tense in his voice, and she loved my cock. Oh, she was so polite and demure when I first met her, not like you, you hot little whore he ground his hips against her for emphasis her, enjoying the lewd sounds of her sex as it clung to his shaft. She was so ashamed the first time I fucked her but, three days later, there she was again. Waiting for it. She started to beg. He smirked down, meeting Tessa's eyes in the reflection of the mirror. She was so sweet he crooned, his cock roughly plowing the sister beneath him, she used to kiss me and tell me she loved me. Even when I started to let other men fuck her. Other women. Even when she wore a collar for me and lapped up cum from a bowl. He was teasing her now, knowing she had no way of verifying his awful claims or not, and chuckled again. And I think this sister is even more of a whore. Tell me, Tessy, will you fuck me again? Fuck other guys for me? Other girls? Do whatever I say if it means you can have pleasure? He thrust deep as he could now, pushing past the tight grip of her cervix, and groaned deeply. Will you be my little whore Tessa? he asked.