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|The Prostitute (standard:horror, 808 words)|
|Author: Michael Lance Kersting||Added: Jan 01 2013||Views/Reads: 1451/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Client Horse was in for a big surprise !|
It was a frosty Christmas Eve night in the big city. Light snow was falling silently on the ground, covering everthing with its delicate flakes. Sam's Bar on Front street,Toronto, was crowded with revellers having a swell time. The place was thick with smoke, a cacophony of chat and loud laughter filled the bar. The new prostitute sat sipping a drink at the bar in the small smoky joint. She was listening to a tall, slim, sax player named Neddy belting out ‘The Christmas Song” on a small round dais. She was a well built, brown skinned woman, with a powerful figure, her brown skin, large breasts and broad hips looked beautiful in the elegant green dress she wore. It was her first night there, and all of the regulars wanted a crack at her. "Are you available?” said a soft voice on her right, breaking into her thoughts. She looked down at a short dude, dressed in a white outfit, with a red handkerchief in a breast pocket . He flashed a double row of gold teeth as he smiled. “You talkin' to me, honey?” She spoke softly.Something in her bold stare, told him that she was ready for almost anything. He widened his smile, and nodded. ‘I'd like to make an appointment,” he said , “That is, if you are available?.” She stared at him, a look of surprise on her face,then after scanning him from head to feet, she grinned. ” Why, of course, I‘m available, sugar, check out room number 8, and wait for me, huh ?” “Sure thing , sweetie. “ the John said,” By the way, they call me Big John.” “They call me Brown Sugar,buy me a drink and lets discuss it,huh?" "Why,sure,luv."Big John replied"Anything for a lovely lady." and they placed their orders. Later,in her room, she said with a sly smile ."Let's talk some business first,honey, you know what I mean?" " Oh yes,the cash huh? " You got it baby". Big John took out a piles of bills from his wallet, "How much?"He asked. She told him and he paid. "Gimme a minute to freshen up and I ‘ll be right there with you.ok, honey?” .. "Sure,sugar,take your time,we've got all night." Big John laid naked on a clean ,white sheet bed, hands clasped behind his neck, waiting. The place smelled like honeysuckle. She returned in a see through negligee and Horse gasped at her figure. She began undressing slowly. ” Before we do it, Hon, I'd like to play a little game, ” She said in a syrupy voice,as she slipped out of her pink, nylon panties. Hell, he thought, another kinky one, and all I want is to shoot my rocks off ! “What kind of game, honey pie?” He asked. Shetook out a blue silk cord from her purse.”This!” she said with a broad smile. "Shit,a bondage freak,he thought. “How about giving me a BJ before we get into it, sweetie?”He suggested. “Sure,why not,lover” she said, gripping his bone, tightly. She slipped it into her mouth and began licking the rim slowly, expertly. Horse slipped into third heaven “How's it feeling,lover?”She asked.with a sly smile. It feels great, sugar, but go easy, huh,. nice and slow ” he said, as he felt his manhood growing under her constant licking. “Wow!” she said amazed.“You sure got a son of a gun there.” “Yeah, they don't call me Big John for nothing.” he bragged proudly. “No kiddin.”She replied ‘Man, that feels so good,”He moaned. Enraptured, he allowed himself to be tied, spread eagled on the bed. He watched her do a slow, tantalizing strip, which revealed a well shaped figure with firm jutting breasts. The nipples fully erect. His eyes scanned her figure. She then bent over and placed the tip of an erect nipple into his mouth.“Suck gently,Tiger” she whispered. She then straddled him and slipped his now trobbing manhood deep into her and began riding him slowly up and down,in a slow,practiced rythmn. Damn, I don't deserve this ! Big John thought happily. “Now, close your eyes for a big surprise, lover boy.” She said soothingly. He closed his eyes and sighed as the sensations rippled through his body. Suddenly, he felt something hard, brushing against his cheek. He opened his eyes , gasped.and stared in shocking horror before him. She began changing into a huge, hideous Mantis like creature. Her massive, bugged eyed head, antennas waving ,darted forward quickly. and began nibbling at his head , biting into his neck with her long, sharp pincers, his body held securely between her thin, spiny, serrated forelegs. He started screaming, kicking wildly, but the bonds only drew tighter on his wrists and ankles ,biting into his flesh. The blaring sounds of “Winter Wonderland” coming from downstairs, drowned out his screams as she slowly began biting his bloody head off ! End Tweet
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