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Post by Nymph on Feb 3, 2010 21:15:41 GMT
The eighteen year old was laying her bed and she sighed. She needed better clients. The apartment she was in was way better than the one back in Miami, but it was still bordering the slums. Her clothes needed to be improved, but it was the best she had. She was about to get up when she heard a voice in her head telling her when and where to be somewhere. She sat straight up and frowned a bit. Now normally she wasn't the type to go running, but if it was a client she couldn't pass it up. She needed the money.
She got up and made her way to the shower. After getting cleaned up, hair and make up done she went to her closet and found a little black dress. It was bare backed with a slit up both sides. Then she slid on the black heels. Once ready she headed out and got a cab. As soon as she hit the hotel, she was given further instructions and headed up the elevator. Apparently, they were expecting her because she got the key.
As the doors slid open, brown eyes got wide. The guy had to be loaded, she looked a little odd but he was still fairly attractive. Cautiously, she stepped inside. "You called?" A small smirk touched her lips at the question. She was nervous around all this money, but that didn't make her any less professional. At least as professional she knew how to be at this point.
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Post by Exodus on Feb 3, 2010 21:26:07 GMT
Exodus, out on his own in the big old United States of America. But he was on a mission, from Lord Magneto. As a telepath of his magnitude, it was often his duty to scan and scope out the mutant population of an area, this assignment was no different. It was the people in America that made it more dangerous. Regardless, this little mission had started with Exodus walking into a bank and brain fucking everyone senseless to the point that he walked out with a vast sum of liquid finances and nobody was even aware he had been there.
So...he was enjoying his stay. The best hotel suite in the area, and he was about to hire himself some arm candy for the week. "Oui." he started, his accent, if perhaps slightly faded, and the use of the French language, a clear give away as to his origins. "You are Peyton Montoya, or have I contacted the wrong person?" he asked, eyes hungry eyes taking all of her in.....stripping her in his head. He could barely contain the sexual sensations running around in his head already, and with his psionic power...that degree of sensation tended to spill over.
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Post by Nymph on Feb 3, 2010 22:31:55 GMT
A small smile touched her lips when he said yes in French. It was kind of sexy. Peyton was a sexual being by nature. She wasn't shy by any means and she liked sex, the money was a perk, and since she wasn't in a serious relationship she had no problems with what she did. But then she's always had that confidence about her. "Yes I am, you were right." She felt drawn to the guy and she wasn't sure why. It's not like she'd have turned him down anyway.
Slowly she made her way toward, him and moved her hair over her shoulder. She didn't ask his name, wasn't sure if she would need to know it. If he wanted her to know he'd tell her. The way he was looking at her was a real turn on for her and finally she ended up directly in front of him. She leaned forward so they were face to face. "How may I service you this evening?
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Post by Exodus on Feb 3, 2010 22:59:08 GMT
Of course he was right. He was Exodus. "If you always cut straight to things like that, you'll never be the High Class Escort you dream about being so very often." he replied, eyes running down over her body now, a glance down the cleavage that was so close, down to her legs. Very nice.
"I'm in America for ten days, I shall need company for several...social gatherings, as such I expect you will be up to date on current economical and political news. I can and will be paying for the....premium package if you will." He let things pause for a moment, let it sink in. "As you can tell..." for he had red skin. "I am a mutant, and yes, you were contacted because you are also a mutant. As for your primary service for the week you will be under my employ." he reached a hand forward, poking one finger to her forehead, using his telepathy to induce multiple massive orgasms, the like most people wouldn't experience in a lifetime. "Make it worth my while....you'll get it back in abundance." As if for another show of well, stressing to impress almost, he revealed a very large wad of bills, taking no shame in tucking it in-between her chest. "Now, impress me."
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Post by Nymph on Feb 3, 2010 23:11:23 GMT
Alright she needed some work she knew that, but she'd only been servicing frat boys for the last year or so. There really was no way to learn how to be quite as high class as she wanted to be. "I'll keep that in mind." He was by far the most arrogant man she's ever met, but then he was loaded so, it stood to reason that he would be.
She was a smart girl, even if she wasn't college educated, she'd be able to fit into any situation he required her to be in, and she knew it. The money he'd be paying her would get her the clothes she needed. "You won't have to worry about that. I can fit into any situation you require." Spending nearly two weeks with the guy and getting paid a lot of money? She'd be whatever the hell he wanted and then some. She was a bit surprised that he picked her because she was a mutant. "A water one yes." When the orgasms hit her knees buckled and she writhed between his legs. Her head bowed forward and she was panting. "Oh my god.... oh my god..." If he offered her that......
Her eyes widened at the wad of bills and she took a moment to regain her breath. She'd do her damndest to impress the hell out of him. She reached up and started to undo his pants. Her eyes widen at the size of him and she licked her lips. Her tongue darted out and licked the tip. Slowly she took the head into her mouth and began to suck. One hand reached up and started to stroke him as her mouth worked the very tip of him over.
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Post by Exodus on Feb 28, 2010 22:33:12 GMT
There was quite the grin on Exodus's face as Nymph writhed in the pleasure he telepathically induced, his attempts to impress in all ways appeared to be working quite well, to say she was eating out of his palm wasn't quite accurate, but he wasn't going to nit-pick.
For now, he just sat in his chair, legs apart enough to let her get in and have move to manoeuvre, feet planted firmly down, arms resting on the arms of his chair.....he imagined he looked like some sort of King, being attended to be a Royal Concubine. That suited him very well. Exodus was popular in Genosha, he had the favour of Magneto, he was charismatic, powerful. He didn't have to try hard to find someone to share his bed....he was as much a celebrity as it got in Genosha, so it was not the first time he had been in this position, but that didn't mean he was so cool and collected that he didn't verbalise his approval with a little moan from the back of his throat of her lips started on his tip.
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Post by Nymph on Mar 1, 2010 23:26:13 GMT
That was something no one had ever done to her before. Not that she'd never orgasmed before. She'd definitely done that, but not that intense. That whole psychic thing was an amazing little sex tool. Her body was still convulsing in pleasure has her mouth moved down his shaft. Her tongue worked him over just as much as her hand and her lips. The parts of him that were left bare of her mouth were being kept occupied by her hand. Her hair fell across her face and only one eye was visible when she glanced up at him. At his moan she gave him a slow and naughty wink as she took him all the way to the back of her throat. Her free hand was cupping and fondling his 'boys', teasing him lightly as her mouth and other hand kept working him. She purred against him to let the vibrations travel along his shaft. If there was one thing that Peyton found she loved doing, it was oral. Her tongue was constantly in motion, even if her mouth and the sucking stopped. Between what she was doing to him, and what just happened to her, she was primed and ready to go. But she was oh so curious about what other things he could do. She raised up on her knees and went straight down on him, taking him all way to the base. Then she swallowed and let her throat constrict around him. Another purr vibrated through her throat, just for him.
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