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Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

Oh god. So much for his plan to quickly finish off one drink and escape to his room. David looked at 'Deanna', feeling like a mouse trapped in a corner. He did his best to smile as he said, Why, thank you.... that's really not necessary though. I hate to.... you know.... monopolize all of your time when you've been so kind to me. Oh god, oh god. David's blush returned when he realized she'd noticed him apparently not so subtly shifting away moments early. I guess it is a bit noisy in here this evening, isn't it?, he said with a sheepish look on his face. He scooted over toward her slightly, a few beads of perspiration beginning to form on his forehad. He took another sip of his gin and tonic, a bigger one this time. Aware of how unsteady his hand he was David immediately pulled his hand away and rested it on the table top. The way she was now looking at him was so smoldering, so unnerving that David felt a need to try to steer the conversation toward something as safe and innocuous as possible. With his breathing becoming a bit unsteady he asked, So, are you all done with your holiday shopping? Or, are you like me and have barely got started? Oh god, where was the waitress with his next drink? And how soon could he get out of here??
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

Devilla was glad to see he came closer to her, but could see that he was having a breakdown and this was just too much fun for her to watch...knowing what was install for him in the next forty-eight hours, this was only the beginning... She looked on as he took the biggest gulp yet, finishing his drink... In a smoldering tone.... I have most of my shopping done, but I was looking for something for myself. I couldn't make up my mind and Fifth Avenue has so many stores. But, I think I now finally found what I want. With that, she placed her smooth, silky hand on his right leg, right on the top of his thigh...she made sure enough of her fox fur coat brushed against the skin of his arm...she could see it froze him.... Just then the cocktail waitress came back with the drinks.... Here you are Ma'am. She place the wine down... Sir, your gin and tonic. Knowing that Devilla was in charge at this table as she was paying for all the drinks, she said in her perky voice.... Will there be anything else Ma'am? Devilla's hand stayed where it is and she gave David's leg a light squeeze.... No that will be all. The waitress moved on and Devilla picked up her glass and took a sip of her wine.... It is noisy in here Mr. Markell. What shall we do about that?
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

When David first found himself in the presence of this goddess of a woman he was overwhelmed by the way she exuded power, confidence and wealth. Now though, a new element had arisen that he hadn't expected. Sex. Pure, irresisitible female sexual power. Surely he had to have been imagining it. Women like her do not come on to men like him. Maybe in tawdry fiction novels or corny porn, but absolutely not in real life. Still, the sound of her voice, the intimidating gaze of her eyes, had David a nervous wreck. Then, he felt her silky soft hand on his thigh and her indescribably soft fur brush against him. Before he knew it, David involuntarily whimpered. Literally whimpered. He thought to himself, Oh god please, let that be only in my head, but the look on his face conveyed otherwise. At this point David's mouth was open slightly, it was the only way he was able to keep enough oxygen coming in to his system to keep from passing out. There was no mistaking, 'Deanna' could not possibly be more in charge, and he began to feel less and less like he had any say in how the evening was progressing. His eyes closed briefly at the feel of her hand squeezing his leg, his breathing now more like soft panting. David watched, mesmerized, the curl of her slender manicured fingers around the stem of her wine glass, her perfect lips at the rim of the glass. Swallowing hard in a voice that was unsteady and quavering, he pitifully suggested, We.... could.... go to the lounge near the lobby? That looked less crowded when I passed through earlier? At this point David was beginning to feel a bit light-headed, only partially because he'd finished his first drink. Mostly because his nearness to this vixen was now rapidly taking its toll on him.
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

Devilla took a sip of her wine as she listened to his idea of going to the lounge near the lobby... Now her hand move ever so slowly up and down his thigh... In her sultry voice... I believe it will still be noisy over there. I have an idea for a quiet spot to have the rest of our drinks. Look, I know what my hotel room looks like, but I have the faintest idea what yours looks like. So, why don't we go to your hotel room and have the rest of our drinks up there?
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

David Markell was 28 years old. He was a brilliant, successful businessman, in some circles even somewhat famous. Still, embarrassingly, never had he taken a woman to his hotel room on a business trip. Well, ok, perhaps he'd never really had the opportuity before. While part of his mind recognized what was happening, another part found it far too impossible to believe. After all he'd been brought up in the conservative midwest of the United States where his parents' mantra was, If it's too good to be true, it's not true. Without a doubt in his mind, Ms. Deanna Jackson's interest in him was way too good to be true. Still, she had bought him two drinks. He couldn't be rude. Politeness and civility were also values instilled in him in the conservative midwest. Well, it's not much, really. I mean, it's nice, but it's not a suite or anything extravagant., he replied. Oh god, her hand running slowly up.... and down.... his thigh was maddening. Ok, ok, they were both nearly done with their drinks. He'd invite her up, she'd be finished with her wine in ten minutes, and the night would be over. Nodding, David continued, Of course, sure. That would be lovely. I would love that. What he would have really loved would have been if she stopped so sensually running her hand along his thigh. Completely against his will he felt himself beginning to harden, not that it was an impressive sight by any means. Still, with the way his nerves had him trembling and her hand had him stiffening David was beginning to feel like 'Deanna' was far more in control of his body at the moment than he was.
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

With agreement from David Matkell, as nervous as he was, her plan was advancing quite nicely.... Wonderful David! May I call you David? Devilla picked up a black leather purse from her side and took out a 50 bill and placed it on the table for a tip for the cocktail waitress...then she slowly shuffled her sumptuous derriere along the booth seat in the other direction...as she slowly stood up she seemed to grow like a giant...with her height, very tall for a woman and her six inch heels, she was certainly the tallest woman in the room if not the tallest person in the room...the fur coat only magnified her enormous height....some people looked in her direction - some stared and others turned away, but Devilla being such a confident woman paid them no mind... Then she saddled herself next to David. Their height difference could not be more pronounce...she knew that he was only 5'5 and that made for even more eyes on them both... With her drink in her hand Devilla looked down at David...and in that sultry tone, with a hint of excitement she smiled and said... Okay David, my dear, I'll follow you.
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

Though David had clearly sensed that 'Deanna' was a tall woman he really had no idea until he saw her stand up. My god, this woman had legs that went forever, perfectly formed full, voluptuous curves and she all but towered above the small man. Awkwardly enough, David virtually found himself gazing directly at her ample cleavage and soft fur when they stood side-by-side. Feeling an even elevated sense of deference to this gorgeous woman, David nodded and in a timid voice simply said, Yes ma'am. Though moments ago the thought of going to his room with her had all but terrified him, right now David simply wanted to get out of the view of the crowd at the bar, many seemingly with amused looks on their faces. He was unsure if they were amused by how small of a man he was in comparison to her, or how obvious it was that a man like himself really was not worthy to be in the company of a woman like this. Either way, David did not like how insignificant he was now feeling so he was more than ready to make his way out of the bar. The elevator had a handful of other guests as they rode up to the 4th floor which meant more curious eyes subtly glancing at the obviously mismatched couple. By the time they reached the door of his hotel room David's hand was shaking so much that it was a struggle to successfully unlock his door with his keycard, failing twice then finally succeeding on his third attempt. After unlocking the door he pushed it open, and doing his best to be a gentleman extended his arm to hold it open so she could enter first. Please, after you, he offered, following behind her. David winced slightly at the sound of the door closing behind them, the sound setting off his nerves and reminding him he was indeed now alone with this gorgeous woman in his hotel room. Having no idea what to do in this situation he took another sip of his gin and tonic then set it down on the desk in the room. Standing completely still, almost as if he'd been turned in to a statue he said, Not a bad room, though I suspect it's not quite like yours. Glancing toward the window he added, But, it does have a nice view of the city. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, barely able to comprehend the fact that somehow, someway he had found himself alone with this woman in his room.
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

Devilla glanced down at David and gave a chirping, Thank you dear. ...for holding the door to his room open for her. With his comment about her room most likely being better than his Devilla agreed with a Yes, it is. ...and then continued and rather than mock his room she said, This is rather quaint, even cozy. ...as she walked into the room and looked at the room, after all this was THE Waldorf Astoria, and such a hotel with its history, its pedigree, had certain standards....Devilla eyed the king-sized bed with had a lovely wood-carved head board and was well appointed in every way imaginable.... Devilla made her way to the drapes and open them up...with her arms outstretched and her big fox fur coat she seemed to grow even more...with the drapes no open Devilla couldn't help but to remark.... Yes, you are right David. It's a beautiful view. Then she quickly turned around and had that look in her face...the face of a woman with wanton, unadulterated lust...a woman on a mission...a woman who wants something and will get it.... She approached David slowly, her heels still making pronounced sounds in the hotel room carpet...she wore a devilish smile and then was inches from David...she took a big gulp of her red wine finishing it and then grabbed gently at his necktie, playing with it... In her sultriest tone she said... I'm going to use your bathroom if you don't mind. Why don't you wait for me on your bed. I'll just be a minute. I need to freshen up. With that she went into the bathroom, turned on the light and closed the door behind her....
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

Clearly 'Deanna' was far more comfortable and at ease in David's hotel room than he was, strolling calmly across the room as if it now were her own. Meanwhile David simply remained standing near the entryway, barely venturing very far in to his own room at all. He observed silently, part of him in awe at her confidence, watching how within seconds she had all but taken over the room. My god, he whispered softly beneath his breath when he saw her standing in front of the window, arms outstretched, her full voluptuous curves silhouetted by the light of the city. At that moment to David she literally looked like a goddess who ruled over the city, the vision simply surreal to him. But when she turned and began to slowly approach him with a look in her eyes unlike any he'd ever seen from a woman before David felt on the verge of a meltdown. He tried to offer a polite smile, but it came off as simply sheepish and nerve racked. Without realizing it he'd actually taken several small steps backward, like helpless prey instinctively trying to retreat from its stalker. To no avail though, he swallowed hard as he watched her manicured fingers toy with his tie, her voice so seductive that for a moment David had forgotten to breathe. Coming out of his brief trance he quietly replied, Yes ma'am, his voice breaking noticeably. He then cleared his voice and in an attempt to appear more composed added, Please, make yourself at home. Take your time, I'll be right here. When she disappeared from view and the door closed behind her David felt as if he were going to have a full-scale panic attack. He was whispering to himself, Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, moving about the room randomly as he tried to sort out in his mind what was happening and what he should be doing. Wait for her on the bed?? Oh god, what did that mean?? He sought out his gin and tonic, nearly finishing it with one long gulp, desperate to find some way to calm his nerves. Exhaling deeply he did his best to calm himself down, telling himself that he was getting worked up for nothing and that ten minutes from now they'd be done with their drinks and his world would be back to normal. Still, she had told him to wait for her on his bed, so feeling the need to comply with what she'd asked David moved over to his bed. For a moment he simply looked at it as if he'd never seen a bed before in his life, wondering exactly how he should be waiting for her on it. With his heart pounding in his chest he simply moved to the foot of the bed and sat down, hands clasped in front of him, almost as if he were sitting in a pew at church. Though mentally he was focusing on trying to appear as calm and casual as possible, his body language and posture was anything but that. Meanwhile, his gaze kept darting back to the bathroom door, the mere thought that it might soon open causing his heart to all but pound out of his chest.
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

Devilla hears David's cries, such that he is, almost infant-like in comparison to the sexual dynamo that hovers above him...and like an infant she shushes him... Shhhhush, David! Devilla removes his belt handily and slowly pulls down his pants...she sees the little tent in his underwear and takes his small penis in stride...she doesn't make fun, she goes with the flow...even though her motives here are diabolical in nature at the moment she doesn't mind having some unbridled sex...and even if she is dealing with a small penis, you take what you can get... Continuing to pull his trousers down past David's knees, she pulls off his left shoe and hurls it across the room and does the same with his right one.... In her sultry voice.... You won't be needing those. Then she has his trousers off and throws them across the room too.... Know lets see what we've got here. Ever so slowly...gently....she pulls down his underwear...the head of his hard penis shows through.....normal....then his shaft...in totality it is definitely less than 5 maybe even 4....she grins.... And then rubs it gently with her manicured, soft hand.... It's lovely David. I can't wait to have it inside of me. With that her head goes down...her hair still in its loose bun...her pillowy, wet lips take hold of his head...then in the next motion the whole thing is in her mouth...she flexes her tongue in a swirling motion around his shaft and then does the one thing that puts a man in total ecstasy....Devilla hums with her throat...a lovely M-O-A-N.... Mmmmmmmmm!!! As she moves her head up and down....David's hard cock withdrawing and entering her gorgeous mouth....
Thread: A maid for Ms. Devilla Roche (Devilla Roche and IntoThe Mystic)

Devilla dismisses not only David's writhing, but his pleas to have her stop sucking his little cock...when he begs her, To please stop for a minute, she looks up at him with her eyes, those fuck me eyes...then she closes them again and continues to suck on his cock...bobbing her head up and down...Devilla knew full well if he was going to cum, he would ejaculate in her mouth...that is what she expected and that is what she wanted him to do....so her humming, the movement of her tongue swirling about his shaft, was more pronounced and quicker...
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Thread: SuperSluts By LexCorp: BDSM Pleasures {darkest_fate&Google}

The noise had Batgirl swirling, dropping immediately into a low combat stance. This did mean putting her head at roughly the same level as Lex's crotch, but that hardly mattered to Batgirl about now. Much more important was the strange noise she could've sworn she heard her outfit making. Why the hell would it make some sort of noise like that? She frowned, but daren't look down, not with someone entering into the room. Lex Luthor? Batgirl spat, her brow furrowing as she looked up at the man. Of course she knew who Lex was. Occasionally Batgirl had to deal with him through her work outside of Gotham, generally with some group of teen superheroes, either Titans or the Team or something along those lines. Babs knew him as the intelligent, admittedly handsome scientist and entrepreneur. If you were at all interested in science, you had to know who Lex was and what he did. he'd revolutionized technology and was by far one of the savviest businessmen in the world. Plus Babs had to research him for a project once. And Batgirl knew him as a villain... who usually fought against the Super family. How often had she heard Kara whining about him? More specifically about how Superman might as well be more in love with Lex and dealing with him than his family. So... why capture a teenage girl? Batgirl asked, keeping still, skipping her thoughts and everything else. You know it'll just tick Batman off, maybe alert the League to your presence, and you're too smart for that. So I'm betting there's some sort of actual... she looked around for a moment, before barking out a laugh. Are you going to try and get me to sleep with you? Because that's not going to happen. I'll probably crush something, her gaze fell to his crotch, then looked up at him, arching her brows as she did so.
Thread: SuperSluts By LexCorp: BDSM Pleasures {darkest_fate&Google}

Lex was in excellent shap, though he was forty three he was fit enough to keep pace with the young woman who served as his personal trainer. In addition to this he had studied several different martial arts to further hone his body, sharpen his mind, and of course make him all the more dangerous in his battle armour. Even taking all this into account he was not sure if he could win in a fight against Batgirl. She fought dangerous men all the time, people far stronger or more deadly then he was and she had come out alive... Maybe he could prevail but the uncertainty wasn't something Lex liked. Besides, he didn't need to fight if he just used his mind and the tools at his disposal. With a slight with, as though finding this display entirely tedious, he reached into the pocket of his suit coat, drawing out his LexPhone and spending a few seconds typing on it. Of course he was still half watching Batgirl for any sudden movements but what he was up too would likely be far more effective then just fighting her. Barbra Gordon. He said, arrogance dripping from his phone even as he kept his face straight. Slowly he turned his phone around, showing the girl that he had pulled up her FaceBook page. Daughter of Commisionar Gordan of the Gotham PD, an honor student at Gotham Academy, likes sushi, very talented behind a computer oh and she just happens to be the vigilante known at Batgirl. A smug smile now. Ran some facial recognition when we had your mask off and we also happen to have your finger prints on record now. Turning the phone back he closed out FaceBook and opened up a custom app that was linked to her collar, turning it on and raising up from the lowest setting, not pushing it to the half way point but ramping it up enough, as he judged, to be effective. This information, images of you unmasked, even images of you stripped naked... It can all be leaked at any moment. My assistant Mercy is watching and is ready to leak it, through an unconnected proxy, to several tabloid sites. Your life would be over, beyond the simple shame of the act your every enemy would know where you live so I suggest you cooperate with me. Reaching down he adjusted the sizable buldge in his pants, meeting her eyes as he slipped the phone away. Now be a good girl and come over here, Daddy wants a kiss.