The Working Girl

The Working Girl

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A working girl's life. A man's dream.

Summary

A working girl's life. A man's dream.

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Submitted: February 25, 2012

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Submitted: February 25, 2012

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It was a large building of black brick. The pink neon sign read, "The Pussykat." The two windows on either side of the door glowed purple. In each one, a beautiful sillouette danced on a pole. In the three windows on the upper story, there were more sillouettes. They did not dance, they posed. Though they were only shadows, Seth could see that they were completely nude. Seth entered, showing his I.D. even though he was twenty one, the bouncer put an 'x' on Seth's hands. Upon entering, seth saw dozens of glass boxes, glowing purple, a dancer sillouetted inside. Like the windows. He found one that mezmorized him. She crawled toward him, pressing her chest against the glass. Seth slid his money in her box. The door opened and he stepped in for a private dance. When the door closed, she drew curtains around the walls. She had long black hair, big green eyes and a killer body. She wore short black shorts, tall black heels, and a black leather corset. Her breasts protested against the leather, threatened to spill out. A thin chain twinkled at her ankles. She danced for him, climbing the pole, grinding against him, stradeling him and shaking her shoulders. She felt what she was doing to him. "Why the chain?" He asked out of breath. She looked at his hand. "A girl with a chain is a girl for sale," she replied. She explained that he could rent a room, and a girl, and she'd be his for the night. "But the chain?" He asked. "Its for kevin's sadistic pleasure. It reminds us that he owns us." When the song ended, Seth stepped out. He walked straight for the front desk and asked for a room. "With that one," he said pointing at the box he'd just left. At closing time, Seth was waiting impatiently in his room. The door opened, and there she was. He had asked for her to be blindfolded, and she was. The man that had walked her to the room put his hand on her back and she got on her knees. He then walked out of the room. Seth approached the girl. Walked a circle around her, and then sat in the little chair. "Straddle me," he ordered. And she did. He burried his face in her warm cleavege, kissing her breasts. He stood up, and sat her back on her knees. She undid his pants for him, took them and his boxer shorts down. She took him into her mouth. He took her hands and tied them behind her back with a soft ribbon that the room supplied. She continued to orally pleasure him. When he was close to getting off, he tangled his fingers in her hair. He shoved himself deeply into her mouth, and held her there. The warmth of him slid down her throat. "Swallown" he commanded. When he was done, he carried her to the bed. There, he untied her hands, and tied them to the bed. He positioned himself between her legs, and reached for her. "Can you get this blindfold off of me?" She asked. He responded by putting the leather gag, also supplied by the room, in her mouth. He pulled his finger out and began to pleasure her with his tounge. She moaned behind the gag. When he was ready, he put himself inside of her. She moaned. He fondled and sucked her breasts. He turned her on her stomach and ordered her on her knees, in a doggy posistion. He held her by the hair, and smacked her butt. She moaned. When he bit her neck, goose bumps raised on her skin. When he came inside of her, she orgasmed at the same time. He untied her and carried her to the chair. He tied her hands behind her back and to the chair. He left the blindfold, but removed the gag. "Clean me off," he ordered. He put himself in her mouth again, and it was if the night had just started.


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