Jardin de Plaisir.
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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
1,532
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Angelique.
Salty semen slowly dripped from the corner of his red-coloured mouth. Like he had taken a swallow of slimey seawater or eaten a bad oyster. William squinted his eyes in disgust, then recomposed himself. He had Madame's image to think about.
His client sighed one last time and opened his eyes. "You're a pretty little thing, aren't you? Next time I'm here, I'll ask for you and we'll get really busy. I bet your pussy is worth every penny spent."
William just pretended to smile; tonight he was named Angelique. A French girl that had arrived only a few days ago in London and didn't speak or understand one word of English...
Mr. Morgan reached for his wallet and slipped a note between Angelique's breasts.
"Here, some extra for you. Good girl."
He patted her head, almost tender. Then, he pulled up his trousers, zipped up and left, leaving William behind on his knees.
"One down, four to go", William thought. He wondered if he would hang on while he took the money out of his cleavage and felt surreal.
Angelique turned out to be a charming, talented whore and she managed to surpress William's disgust; although underneath it was still there, like sharp, treacherous rocks under the surface of the sea. She smiled and withdrew William's tendency to smack the respectless, arrogant faces that literally looked down on her like they owned her very soul. Instead, he sucked even harder, making them loose control, worshipping her for just a few seconds, manipulating their facial expressions. After they had sprayed their white fluids in her throat, they hated her; even though they didn't realise it.
William didn't learn to love his temporarily work, but he did love the power that came with it. When his clients were moaning with open, slobbering mouths, he would look up at their faces and his eyes shone with a demonic glare to them.
After the last one, she once more carefully reapplied her lipstick and went downstairs. Madame was full praise and even whispered that she wouldn't mind Angelique remaining working for her; all the clients wanted to sleep with her, what caused William to fall into a gigglefit.
Madame quickly handed him some champagne, but she was laughing too.
Some new guests arrived and William recognized his friend Elijah, followed by Orlando, who was pulling in a clearly visibly reluctant Dominic. Dom was pushed in by Sean and Andrew.
William quickly borrowed an elegant fan from one of the other girls to obscure his face and caught Madame's eye. She nodded at him and Angelique inconspicuously retreated.
His client sighed one last time and opened his eyes. "You're a pretty little thing, aren't you? Next time I'm here, I'll ask for you and we'll get really busy. I bet your pussy is worth every penny spent."
William just pretended to smile; tonight he was named Angelique. A French girl that had arrived only a few days ago in London and didn't speak or understand one word of English...
Mr. Morgan reached for his wallet and slipped a note between Angelique's breasts.
"Here, some extra for you. Good girl."
He patted her head, almost tender. Then, he pulled up his trousers, zipped up and left, leaving William behind on his knees.
"One down, four to go", William thought. He wondered if he would hang on while he took the money out of his cleavage and felt surreal.
Angelique turned out to be a charming, talented whore and she managed to surpress William's disgust; although underneath it was still there, like sharp, treacherous rocks under the surface of the sea. She smiled and withdrew William's tendency to smack the respectless, arrogant faces that literally looked down on her like they owned her very soul. Instead, he sucked even harder, making them loose control, worshipping her for just a few seconds, manipulating their facial expressions. After they had sprayed their white fluids in her throat, they hated her; even though they didn't realise it.
William didn't learn to love his temporarily work, but he did love the power that came with it. When his clients were moaning with open, slobbering mouths, he would look up at their faces and his eyes shone with a demonic glare to them.
After the last one, she once more carefully reapplied her lipstick and went downstairs. Madame was full praise and even whispered that she wouldn't mind Angelique remaining working for her; all the clients wanted to sleep with her, what caused William to fall into a gigglefit.
Madame quickly handed him some champagne, but she was laughing too.
Some new guests arrived and William recognized his friend Elijah, followed by Orlando, who was pulling in a clearly visibly reluctant Dominic. Dom was pushed in by Sean and Andrew.
William quickly borrowed an elegant fan from one of the other girls to obscure his face and caught Madame's eye. She nodded at him and Angelique inconspicuously retreated.