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Post by quinnie on Aug 17, 2011 17:42:21 GMT
• Fame We're doing itFor the fame • Or because I don't feel it? Yes it's rough [/size][/font] Why was she even here? this was no place for Quinn. But her mother, she kept sending the girl texts about how she needed to be picked up from the strip club and helped back home. Home for her mom, Quinn had always thought that was just alley ways or random peoples houses. So the reason why Quinn was here, was to shut her mother up to help her so the woman would leave her alone.
So here she stood, awkwardly in the strip club. Glancing around for her mother. Quinn just wanted to find her, and get out fast. Plus avoid getting some kind of disease. God she wished she had brought Lowe, or her grandpa. Hell even both of them, just to make her feel better.
Taking a deep breath Quinn stepped forward, and trying to go invisible or at least not stand out so much she started to wander slightly. Looking for her mother, she wasn't too hard to find. The woman almost always had a cigarette in her mouth and the wildest black hair. Quinn shuddered just thinking about it, she couldn't believe she came out of.....that thing. Pulling out her phone she decided to text her.
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Post by JIMMY NOIR on Aug 17, 2011 19:08:07 GMT
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Jimmy never really submerged himself in the stripper scene. He liked a challenge. Girls round here were far too easy. Too skanky. They were just so...boring. He frowned, leaning against the bar, his hand gripping a glass of whatever the barman had given him. He sipped it slowly, letting the cocktail settle on his tongue before swallowing it. His eyes scanned the room, searching for someone to have a little fun with. He spotted her immediately. Wild black hair and a cigarette between her lips. Lovely.
They chatted for a while, his hands sliding over her frame and she seemed to reciprocate. They smirked at each other, eyes meeting silently conforming the next half an hour. Jimmy didn't usually fuck and leave, he stayed for a drink or two - chatting, before leaving. But he felt different this time. Like he needed to get out of there, there were bigger fish to catch. So he did, leaving the poor woman on a bed at the back of the bar, gathering her clothes as Jimmy swung open the door and marched out.
He smirked and lit up a cigarette, eyes once more looking over every body in his bar. Well, half of his bar. The other half belonged to a silent owner, who didn't mind what Jimmy did with the place as long as he brought in a profit.
The blond man smiled to himself, hands slipping into his pockets. He spotted a younger girl, maybe Freude's age? Standing in the middle of the bar with her phone out. He scowled a little, walking over to her and slipping the cell phone out of her hands. You're not allowed to have this out, he murmured, pocketing the little device, Who knows what you might do with it.
He smirked at her, his eyes running up and down her small body. Very nice indeed. What's a doll like you doing in a place like this? Little mouse lost her way?
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Post by quinnie on Aug 17, 2011 19:21:01 GMT
• Fame We're doing itFor the fame • Or because I don't feel it? Yes it's rough [/size][/font] Quinn didn't even notice the man watching her, or walking to her until he pulled her phone away. Quinn was about to protest, but then she got a good look at him. She always had trouble reading people, but she could tell right off the bat. He was bad. He looked like one of her mom's 'clients' then again to be fair that could be anyway.
"I was just trying to find someone." She said softly, as she pushed back her hair. Main she must stick out like a sore thumb, then again what does a girl wear to a strip club? Oh yeah something slutty. So not Quinn, besides she didn't think she'd be in there for long.
She tried to avoid eye contact as he looked her over. Standing close to him was making her feel nervous, she wish she had brought her grandpa along. Slowly she made eye contact with him to speak again. "I'm trying to find my mom." she explained. "I got some texts from her, she's too coked out to find her way out."
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Post by JIMMY NOIR on Aug 17, 2011 19:30:15 GMT
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Aww, a mommy's girl? That's a first round here, Jimmy chuckled, his hand reaching out and slipping under her chin, forcing her to look up slightly so he could have a better look. He dropped his hand after a moment, taking another drag of his cigarette.
This could be so much fun. This kid was obviously way out of her element. Everyone round here is coked out...what's she look like? he asked, biting his bottom lip and pulling the girls a little closer.
If she's hotter than you, she's probably still in my bed...if you know what I mean, he said adding a harsh laugh. His fingers played with the end of her hair, tugging it slightly to keep her attention locked to him.
If not, point her out to me and I'll make sure she is there...
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Post by quinnie on Aug 17, 2011 19:43:54 GMT
"I am not a Mommy's girl."she said defensively. God she could barely stand her mother. She just wanted the woman off of her back. "I just want her to leave me alone."she said sheepishly, as he had her look up and into his eyes. She wanted to run.
Ok so she'd just tell him what she looked like, and then they could get out of here. She'd ignore all of his other comments....and the fact he was touching her. She was so uncomfortable now, and so scared.
"W-well."she said as she stammered a little bit. "she's really skinny."Now he was tugging on her hair. Making her look at him. "With wild black hair and is always smoking." she couldn't help it. Her eyes wandered away from him, it happened when she was scared. "Her names Juliet." [/size] |
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Post by JIMMY NOIR on Aug 17, 2011 19:50:20 GMT
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You're doing a bad job of 'keeping her off your back' if you're here looking for her Jimmy pointed out, holding onto the girl's wrist when she looked away from him. He didn't like that. They were talking. They had to make eye contact. He frowned at her a little, but quickly smirked when he noticed her stammering. Aww she was a scared mouse. How sweet. Not.
Tugging on her arm he lead her towards the bar and pointed on a stool for her to sit on. Two shots of your finest Jimmy said to the bartender, who immediately made his order dispute the other ten people waiting for drinks. In two seconds Jimmy had downed his shot and was encouraging he girl to do the same. I know who you mean. Give her about ten more minutes, she was having trouble finding her underwear when I left her. he laughed, waving for another shot.
Now, about getting your phone back...what can you trade for it? I want something...nice.
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Post by quinnie on Aug 17, 2011 19:59:05 GMT
"This is the first, and only time I will be helping her."she said, and winced as he grabbed her wrist. Now she was being dragged towards the bar, and she couldn't make him let her go.
She sat down on the stool, not knowing what else to do. Now there was a shot of something in front of her. He was urging her to drink, and she was terrified to get on his bad side. So she downed it, trying not to wince one couldn't hurt right.
He was talking about her mom again, and she resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the comment. Now they were onto her phone. What in the world could she trade for it?,...... Ok he can keep the phone.
Shaking her head Quinn looked at him."You can keep it."she said, not even wanting to guess at what he wanted."I can get a new one" [/size] |
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Post by JIMMY NOIR on Aug 17, 2011 20:17:59 GMT
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Jimmy had downed another couple of shots by the time she had had her one. Disappointing. He wasn't really listening to her, his eyes were on a couple of other girls who had entered the bar. He was just waiting to seal the deal on her phone and be done with it. But she said he could keep it.
He frowned at her, straightening up slightly and leaning forward so their noses were almost touching. That's not how we play the game here, mouse. he sneered, brushing her hair behind her ear. No you will give me something nice. Or I will happily get rid of your mother for you. He paused to let the message sink it. Do we have a deal?
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Post by quinnie on Aug 17, 2011 20:23:19 GMT
Her heart stopped as he leaned into her, she nearly dropped the shot glass breaking it on the floor. This was getting out of hand and she just....she just wanted to get her mom to wherever she lived, go home and take a shower. Now....he was threatening to kill her mom if she didn't give him something.
Quinn took in a shaky breath and nodded. "I...yes we have a deal."she said sounding so scared, how could she even act brave now. "Just...."she pushed back some of her hair making eye contact with him."What do you want from me?"she asked.
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Post by JIMMY NOIR on Aug 17, 2011 21:50:14 GMT
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Jimmy's eyes looked the girl over once more as he downed another shot. He slipped off the bar stool he had been sitting on and took her hand, leading her towards one of the back rooms. A different one to the previous room he had taken her mother. He was sure he had seen the black haired woman out of the corner of his eye. But he didn't turn and look.
The phone in his pocket began to ring, he pulled it out and smiled when the word 'Mom' flashed up on the screen. Bonjour Juliet, he smirked as the woman on the other end of the phone shouted something at him. She's fine, she's right here, we've just been talking...no, of course she's not drunk...no she still has her clothes on...what?...oh...I'll give them to her to return to you...yes I'll be a good boy. Bye sweetie.
He turned and bit his bottom lip while looking at the girl. Entering the back room he smiled and closed the door behind him. Now we can do this the easy way, or the hard way...typical, right? he sneered, leading her over to the bed.
Kneel on the floor.
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Post by quinnie on Aug 17, 2011 21:58:30 GMT
Quinn had no choice but to follow him. Not looking as he talked on her phone. God would her mom even be thankful she was doing this for her? wait why was he leading her to a room?
Quinn turned around to face him, as they entered the room and started shaking her head. "No no no."she said shaking, it was clear what he wanted now and she refused to. God she should of seen this coming. "Keep the phone, do whatever. I am not doing this." [/size] |
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Post by JIMMY NOIR on Aug 18, 2011 17:42:40 GMT
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Oh shut up and get on your knees, Jimmy said, his fingers working to get his pants undone. He didn't like repeating himself, and generally made a rule not to. But this kid was new, she didn't know any better. So he made an exception, even if he really did think she didn't need it.
You really think this is about the phone? Please...spare the sob story. It's about the fact you waltzed into my bar and expected just to pick someone up and get out of here. his voice rose slightly as he took a step closer to her, his hands pressed on her shoulders almost forcing her to the floor.
Besides, you look so pretty down there.
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Post by quinnie on Aug 19, 2011 3:08:24 GMT
Quinn was shaking, she was terrified. Of course he wasn't going to listen to her, to men like him girls like her were just dolls to hurt and throw away. They also didn't understand the word no. Quinn was trying to figure out how to beg to be let go.
Then she was pushed down to the floor, and landed on her knees and looked up slightly as he pulled down his pants. She had lost her footing and hurt her ankle slightly with the fall. She also hated herself for blushing as he called her cute. It seemed to be a instinct she couldn't control, a boy calls her cute no matter what and she blushes. Maybe because before Lowe, it was a foreign compliment."I...."she tried to find the words to beg with, but lost her voice not knowing what to say. Or to do....
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Post by JIMMY NOIR on Aug 20, 2011 21:27:41 GMT
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Jimmy was growing impatient, his foot began to tap on the floor as he listened to her trying to mumble her way out of this. He chuckled, his hands running through her hair as he tugged on it, forcing her to look up at him.
I'm asking for a blowjob, not a third world country. Get on it. he snapped, tugging on her hair again. He was tired of waiting, he had never been kept this long in his life.
Or would you rather drop your pants for me? he sneered, taking a hold of one of her shoulders, playing with the material for a moment. He loved holding all the cards, forcing people to do whatever he wanted. Jimmy was a spoiled man, and no one ever said no to him.
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Post by quinnie on Aug 20, 2011 21:55:21 GMT
He wanted a what? how did someone even pull that off? Obviously Quinn was very new to this. "I...."she tried not to wince as he grabbed her hair and tugged. Ok he really needed to stop pulling on her hair.
She squirmed slightly, trying to get away from him. "I just want to go home damn it."she said angrily. "Look." she said. "I admit I should of never came in here" she tried to avoid eye contact again. "Please let go."
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