Chapter 1: Roses & Whips
It was a late time of night when all the day time Vegas city bustle had long slowed down, and the night life started to be in full swing.
The club known as 'Roses&Whips' was one of the, if not the most popular club in Vegas.
Opened from 9:00 pm. to 3 am. everyone and anyone was welcome to enter so long as they were of age and paid the five dollar entrance fee.
The club was broken into three parts. The front area which was a typical upper-class decorated restaurant, having enough space to host over a hundred patrons at once as there was both indoor and outdoor seating as well as sound proof walls in order to keep out the noise of the crowd and booming music of the interior club area. While it was a rather pricey place to dine at, the quality of the service and meal matched the price and left one with nothing to desire.
The interior area was the night club. Music, alcohol, snacks, strippers, pole-dancers, gambling, no matter the preference, anyone who entered the night club could find something to entertain themselves with.
with the exception of, underage, rape, drugs, and violence;unless it was in the form of a BDSM scene, everything else was allowed.
In way back area of the club was a setup of twenty or more rooms where some of the more... risque activities took place, the rooms were of course soundproof. The rooms became off-limits at the same time the club shutdown, unless one paid extra to use it for the night. Five hundred and any one of the rooms was usable for the whole night. The rooms could be used for anything, as long as they were never ruined.
One of said rooms was currently being occupied, filled with the mixed scent of cherries,vanilla, sex, and sweat.
The light in the room was off but the curtains were drawn allowing the moonlight to stream in and over the two figures occupying the room.
One a young girl, handcuffed to the bed, gagged, and stripped, her face partly covered by her long, raven black hair that was sticky with sweat. The other was a man, older than her by at least ten years. His shirt was off revealing his well sculpted, muscular chest and well defined back.
His leather pants were pulled down to just below his hips, but not completely off.
He had his hands firmly gripping the hips of the young woman under him as he thrust his cock in out of her. Not enough to bruise them, but enough to keep her in place and from moving them much.
His eyes were half-lidded, only semi present to what was going on as the woman under him let out a muffled low moan.
It was evident she was experiencing intense pleasure as with each thrust she'd let out a moan as her eyes rolled back into her head and her back arched as much as it could against her bindings.
The was brought back to the reality in front of him when he felt himself drawing near orgasm. Gritting his teeth, he began to thrust harder into the girl below him making her moan louder as she subconsciously moved her hands to try and pull against the binding around them in attempt to anchor herself for her nearing orgasm. Leaning down,he brought his face against the girl's ear allowing his hot breath to be felt against it as he whispered the words.
"Cum for me."
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