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Club Fatale, Pt. 9
Date: 7/17/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy BDSM Bondage and restriction Cruelty Death, Incest Murder, Rape Slavery, Snuff, Torture, Author: nightscribe, Source: sexstories.com
... Her lips rested against the head of my cock. “Now that it has been done,” the Commodore said, reluctantly, “I am proud to announce that Evan Anderson is a full and lasting member of this Club Fatale, with all the rights and privileges therein...” He looked at me, and then quickly added: “And, further, as evidence of my proclamation, I would grant him a boon. Ask for something and I will see it given. Perhaps an advance to Green? Or a pair of Femmes from the commissary, to replace what you have sacrificed?” I thought for a moment, then shook my head. “I’m sorry, but I can’t ask for what I desire, Commodore,” I said. “Rubbish,” the older man said, incensed. “You can have anything that you want! Any woman that you wish! If she is owned, then I will trade with the man who owns her! You will have the woman that you desire to possess, I swear it!” I nodded. “If you insist, Commodore,” I said, “then I’ll have one from your personal collection: Emmanuelle.” I saw his face fall. Emmanuelle gasped and her hands flew to her mouth. Her face, white with horror, suddenly colored as she blushed. Silence. Every eye was upon the Commodore. “I see,” he said. There was a long pause as we studied each other from across the stage. And then, finally, as a man who had been denied his heart’s desire, he said: “Then we have both lost something we cherish this day. She’s yours, as promised...” “After all, sacrifice is the ultimate aphrodisiac.”