"Aaahn, aahn-mmmh!" Vanessa hurriedly covers her mouth as he starts teasing her pussy, "P-please, not here. I-I can't hold back my moans when I'm with you... so please, s-somewhere else... somewhere people won't interrupt us." She moaned, unconsciously pushing out her hips towards him.
Vince laughs again, his bulge pressing against her through the skirt, before finally releasing her, and slipping a hand around her waist. "Alright, then." Opening the door, he leads her up, towards the elevator, with several employees looking at them in surprise - there's nothing outright sexual in the way he's holding her, it seems like it could be entirely friendly, but still... It's not exactly a secret that she hates him. Steel doors close in front of them as they enter the elevator, but Vanessa gulps as she remembers that the exterior of the elevator is made of glass, providing views inwards and outwards to the lobby. Vince lets his hand sneak up her skirt again, touching her as the elevator ascends.
"Really!?" Jenny's attempts to hide her growing excitement completely failed at the redhead mentioning how her tattoo enticed her lovers. Her mind ran away with it, and she pictured herself with one and if it would spur the men in the Platinum Room, Duke's thugs... or Hammer on even more. Her body visibly trembled at the thought of it and Jenny bit her lip while she made a little squeak before she regained her composure. "T-that's... interesting. I-uh I have to say the thought of it is pretty... hot and I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it but-" she held up her wedding ring for Belle to see "I don't think I could ever get one."
Unconsciously Jenny let out a sigh of relief when she head Belle tell her about the club's privacy. "I've heard that, and honestly it's a relief."
Her eyes turned towards the entry to the private room and she felt her pulse quicken. There was something there that pulled her, but she felt she had to remain strong and so she turned back to the woman she was spotting. "So you work for Fitzgerald Industries." she started. "W-what do you think of it there?"
The woman giggles, holding up her finger, and the golden band around it. "I wouldn't worry about that. He'll come around someday." She nods as they talk about the privacy. "Yeah - if what I do in the Platinum Room came out, my career'd, well, I probably wouldn't have one. Not that I haven't imagined it - leaving my normal life behind and going to work in one of Mr Duke's clubs..." She shudders slightly, before coming to. "Oh, FI? Yeah, I'm the marketing director there. It's an alright place to work - there's drama with the owner getting her mansion shot up, and my boss is a giant perv - not that I'm not, but he's not my type. We're not Arch Corp, but it's a good company." As she ignores the frosted glass door, Jenny feels a sore tightness building in her temples.
Vince laughs again, his bulge pressing against her through the skirt, before finally releasing her, and slipping a hand around her waist. "Alright, then." Opening the door, he leads her up, towards the elevator, with several employees looking at them in surprise - there's nothing outright sexual in the way he's holding her, it seems like it could be entirely friendly, but still... It's not exactly a secret that she hates him. Steel doors close in front of them as they enter the elevator, but Vanessa gulps as she remembers that the exterior of the elevator is made of glass, providing views inwards and outwards to the lobby. Vince lets his hand sneak up her skirt again, touching her as the elevator ascends.
"Wh-what are you!?" Vanessa gasped as Vince leads her outside his office, hurriedly trying to calm herself as she knew what people thought of their relationship. "Bastard." She said under her breath, as she acts like nothing unusual is going on. But once the elevator doors closed, and Vince's hand went up her skirt again. "H-hey what are you doing, people might se-eeeeeh!" She protested, but as his chubby fingers touched her nylon covered pussy, the heiress squealed in delight. Her arousal rising up once more, specially with the added danger. Whyy, why is my body like this! This, this isn't meeee! She screamed, holding onto the elevator rails as she tries to endure Vince's perverted assault.
"Wh-what are you!?" Vanessa gasped as Vince leads her outside his office, hurriedly trying to calm herself as she knew what people thought of their relationship. "Bastard." She said under her breath, as she acts like nothing unusual is going on. But once the elevator doors closed, and Vince's hand went up her skirt again. "H-hey what are you doing, people might se-eeeeeh!" She protested, but as his chubby fingers touched her nylon covered pussy, the heiress squealed in delight. Her arousal rising up once more, specially with the added danger. Whyy, why is my body like this! This, this isn't meeee! She screamed, holding onto the elevator rails as she tries to endure Vince's perverted assault.
"We're a dozen floors up. If anyone notices, it'll be because you were too much of a slut to keep it in." He pinches her clit through the nylon. "If you'd been obedient from the start, maybe I wouldn't be punishing you..." The elevator crawls up, painfully slowly, though maybe that's just Vanessa's desperate mind.
"We're a dozen floors up. If anyone notices, it'll be because you were too much of a slut to keep it in." He pinches her clit through the nylon. "If you'd been obedient from the start, maybe I wouldn't be punishing you..." The elevator crawls up, painfully slowly, though maybe that's just Vanessa's desperate mind.
"Th-that's not the poi-iiiih!" Vanessa was about to reply, until he suddenly pinches her clit, her pantyhose, and lacy thong doing nothing to protect her sensitive nub. The surprise, and suspense of being caught was enough to push her over the edge as she throws her head back, "Mmmmmh!" Biting her lower lip to muffle her moans, as her juices flood out of her nylon-covered lower body, making a small puddle underneath her, while drenching Vince's hand with her sweet nectar.
The woman giggles, holding up her finger, and the golden band around it. "I wouldn't worry about that. He'll come around someday." She nods as they talk about the privacy. "Yeah - if what I do in the Platinum Room came out, my career'd, well, I probably wouldn't have one. Not that I haven't imagined it - leaving my normal life behind and going to work in one of Mr Duke's clubs..." She shudders slightly, before coming to. "Oh, FI? Yeah, I'm the marketing director there. It's an alright place to work - there's drama with the owner getting her mansion shot up, and my boss is a giant perv - not that I'm not, but he's not my type. We're not Arch Corp, but it's a good company." As she ignores the frosted glass door, Jenny feels a sore tightness building in her temples.
At the mention of Duke's club Jenny had the inclination to head back there that night. She hadn't been since her night out with Chastity and like the Platinum Room, she was feeling the 'pull'. But she shook that thought away as her new acquaintance finished her reps. Jenny rubbed her temples in an attempted to alleviate the discomfort but found it wasn't going away.
"Y-you're familiar with Duke's clubs?" Jenny asked. "What do you know about them?"
"Oh, believe me, we're 100% in agreement about the man's intelligence - it's his money I'm after." The woman pauses for a moment, before shrugging. "Since you're pulling a deadly weapon, I'd have no choice to go lethal as well, if we kept this fight up, and I don't like killing pretty girls - even pretty girls who clearly spend too much time watching anime." She smirks as she looks pointedly at Azura's magical girl outfit, assuming she chose it. "But, I still need to get paid, and that won't happen if I fail to even hold you off. I'll tell you what: I won't fight you if you wait here for a minute - just to give Chen a head start. That way, when I go to collect my pay, I can say I did my job by slowing you down. Surely you can catch up to an idiot, even if he gets a small head start, right?"
“Oh, catching up to him is easy,” Azura shrugged. What are Sapphira and Captain Bolt doing? Weren't they supposed to be helping me detain Chen? “Though do you really think you'll get paid once I catch up to him? I think it is time you start thinking about getting a new job...”
(Finally, a post that did not take 3+ hours to write.)
"Th-that's not the poi-iiiih!" Vanessa was about to reply, until he suddenly pinches her clit, her pantyhose, and lacy thong doing nothing to protect her sensitive nub. The surprise, and suspense of being caught was enough to push her over the edge as she throws her head back, "Mmmmmh!" Biting her lower lip to muffle her moans, as her juices flood out of her nylon-covered lower body, making a small puddle underneath her, while drenching Vince's hand with her sweet nectar.
Vince grabs her shoulder, using the weakness she feels after her orgasm to force her to her knees, twenty floors above ground level. "I'm feeling impatient." He undoes his buckle, and before she knows it, his cock springs out, landing beneath her nose. "Get to work, if you don't want me to guarantee that the whole lobby sees us."
Vince grabs her shoulder, using the weakness she feels after her orgasm to force her to her knees, twenty floors above ground level. "I'm feeling impatient." He undoes his buckle, and before she knows it, his cock springs out, landing beneath her nose. "Get to work, if you don't want me to guarantee that the whole lobby sees us."
"Haahn." Whimpering as Vince forces her onto her knees, making her kneel right on the puddle of her own arousal. Followed by his thick, musky cock hitting her right on the nose. "A-aahhn." His scent invading her pleasure addled mind, the heiress opens her mouth unconsciously, her tongue immediately licking from the base of his shaft, up to the tip, where it soon ducks into his foreskin to lick around his cockhead.
At the mention of Duke's club Jenny had the inclination to head back there that night. She hadn't been since her night out with Chastity and like the Platinum Room, she was feeling the 'pull'. But she shook that thought away as her new acquaintance finished her reps. Jenny rubbed her temples in an attempted to alleviate the discomfort but found it wasn't going away.
"Y-you're familiar with Duke's clubs?" Jenny asked. "What do you know about them?"
Despite her attempt to soothe the soreness, Jenny soon finds her head stinging with the opening stages of a headache - particularly unpleasant for a psychic. "His clubs? Yeah. Well, there's the nightclubs - they range from the clean places I'd take rowdier clients for business meetings, to the more...seedy types. Those types of clubs are where I began the journey to this." She points to the tattoo. "Then there's the third type - not even a nightclub at all, but a brothel, where the hottest girls in the city fuck for money with some of the most powerful people in the city - and the most dangerous." She frowns as she sees Jenny looking away from the light in pain. "You okay? Follow me - I've got just the thing." She takes Jenny's hand.
“Oh, catching up to him is easy,” Azura shrugged. What are Sapphira and Captain Bolt doing? Weren't they supposed to be helping me detain Chen? “Though do you really think you'll get paid once I catch up to him? I think it is time you start thinking about getting a new job...”
(Finally, a post that did not take 3+ hours to write.)
Despite her attempt to soothe the soreness, Jenny soon finds her head stinging with the opening stages of a headache - particularly unpleasant for a psychic. "His clubs? Yeah. Well, there's the nightclubs - they range from the clean places I'd take rowdier clients for business meetings, to the more...seedy types. Those types of clubs are where I began the journey to this." She points to the tattoo. "Then there's the third type - not even a nightclub at all, but a brothel, where the hottest girls in the city fuck for money with some of the most powerful people in the city - and the most dangerous." She frowns as she sees Jenny looking away from the light in pain. "You okay? Follow me - I've got just the thing." She takes Jenny's hand.
Jenny let Belle take her hand and moved with the other woman as she led her away. "I'm sorry, I guess I'm just not feeling well. If you have acetaminophen or ibuprofen that be great."
“Like I said, start thinking about getting a new job. With Chen gone there will likely be new opportunities, as someone will have to take his place and clean up his mess. You could work for the new boss instead, taking advantage of what you know about Chen to help clean up. Much safer, too.” Azura suggested – if the woman needed money, then perhaps pointing her at a new job could help convince her...
"Haahn." Whimpering as Vince forces her onto her knees, making her kneel right on the puddle of her own arousal. Followed by his thick, musky cock hitting her right on the nose. "A-aahhn." His scent invading her pleasure addled mind, the heiress opens her mouth unconsciously, her tongue immediately licking from the base of his shaft, up to the tip, where it soon ducks into his foreskin to lick around his cockhead.
"That's right..." He slides his hand through her hair as she sucks him off, the elevator rising to the 30th floor. "You know why you love this, don't you? It's not your body being sensitive, or some excuse like that. It's because you love guys like me - scumbags who can take control of you."
Jenny let Belle take her hand and moved with the other woman as she led her away. "I'm sorry, I guess I'm just not feeling well. If you have acetaminophen or ibuprofen that be great."
"Don't apologise - you were working out hard. It happens." The woman leads her into the locker rooms. "I'll do you one better - Panacea." She opens her locker and shows Jenny a familiar sight - a bag of white powder. The faint psychic signature the substance gives off, and the subtle yearning she has for it, indicates that it's the substance she's already familiar with. "There's no one here, so feel free to have some. Though of course, I find the most 'therapeutic' way to take it is by snorting it off a bull's dick." She giggles.
“Like I said, start thinking about getting a new job. With Chen gone there will likely be new opportunities, as someone will have to take his place and clean up his mess. You could work for the new boss instead, taking advantage of what you know about Chen to help clean up. Much safer, too.” Azura suggested – if the woman needed money, then perhaps pointing her at a new job could help convince her...
"You can help me with that?" She raises an eyebrow. "I need some assurance the new boss isn't gonna try and kill *every* one of Chen's people, including me, after all."
"That's right..." He slides his hand through her hair as she sucks him off, the elevator rising to the 30th floor. "You know why you love this, don't you? It's not your body being sensitive, or some excuse like that. It's because you love guys like me - scumbags who can take control of you."
"Mmmh." Vanessa whimpers as she takes his cock into her mouth, slowly bobbing her head along his shaft. Unable to respond to Vince's words as if he was reading her mind, sadly as much as she denied it. The way her body responds to the types like Vince, and Melchett was a clear answer. As non of her previous boyfriends, all from a wealthy family with good upbringing could compare to the pleasure she got from the out of shape bastards. Before long, Vanessa was already trying to deep throat Vince's massive meat pole, "Guuhk! Ghhump. Ghhhkr." Gagging, and choking as she tries to swallow his entire length.
"Don't apologise - you were working out hard. It happens." The woman leads her into the locker rooms. "I'll do you one better - Panacea." She opens her locker and shows Jenny a familiar sight - a bag of white powder. The faint psychic signature the substance gives off, and the subtle yearning she has for it, indicates that it's the substance she's already familiar with. "There's no one here, so feel free to have some. Though of course, I find the most 'therapeutic' way to take it is by snorting it off a bull's dick." She giggles.
Jenny swallowed hard and stared, transfixed, at the white substance. Belle's suggested method of introduction caused another full body tremble from Jenny, and she regretted that there wasn't a 'bull' present to do just that. The psychic signature called to her, and as she looked at the powder her temples throbbed.
"I suppose a little bit couldn't hurt; but it's too bad there isn't a bull here for us to do that though." Jenny mused. She hadn't experienced any negative side affects yet, at least none that she knew of.
Eagerly, the young men move over to her, as Mantis takes a dominant position over the fallen hero. "If I remember correctly..." The lasso-wielder gives an evil smirk, looking Amethyst in the eye. "...You told me that if I obeyed, you wouldn't be 'too' rough. Now it's your turn. Are you going to be a good little captive, or are we going to get rough?"
"You can help me with that?" She raises an eyebrow. "I need some assurance the new boss isn't gonna try and kill *every* one of Chen's people, including me, after all."
“Hmm... normally I would not be so willing to help a person I just met, but... Huang Daiyu already knows that you were at that meeting in the hotel and that you left. So I am willing to speak with her on your behalf. How does that sound?”
