Oh, yes, ma'am

When the boss yelled at her to go and finish up her dances Alessandra rolled her eyes, men and their testosterone. Wandering into one of the private rooms she looked the man over,a smirk on her plump lips. “So you’re the one who wants me to shake my ass all over you until you can’t help but cum in your pants huh.” she teased with a wink as she dropped her robe to reveal the black lace outfit she wore. “Got a name sugar?” 

@nly-a-man

If he were honest with himself, Seph wasn’t sure how he managed to make his way into The Dollhouse. Well, he knew how, of course, but why, he couldn’t quite grasp. He thought the dancers were beautiful, and found it hard to look away, but as a rule of thumb, he didn’t really like the teasing that happened in places like this, but here he was all the same, entranced by the atmosphere, and sat in the private room. As the woman walked into the room, he at first couldn’t find his words, merely nodding at her. He instinctively licked his lips as her robe fell. “Uhhh, Joseph, but everyone calls me Seph.”

“I hear the pool is great this time of year.” A chuckle leaves her as she clings onto the towel that was wrapped around her middle. Although she missed her little one greatly, she was going to have some fun while she was here. The pool sounded like the best place to have that kind of fun. “Wanna come with me?” She asks, a smile on her face as she begins towards the doors.

Seph froze as he dropped the towel he’d had draped over his shoulder, trying to catch it when he locked eyes with her. For a brief moment, he forgot how to speak, and took some time to gather himself. “Uhm, yea, I think it is. I mean, I was on my way, so that’d be great”

“Oh, s’il vous plait - it is far too cold for my liking! I think a warm bath is in order, and perhaps a steaming mug of white hot chocolate scented with lavender, as well as a cozy cashmere blanket to cuddle up with - all of those things combined with someone to share them with sounds absolument parfait, non?”

“Oh? Well, I’m sure that’d be really nice, and it sounds really relaxing. I mean, I really hope you can get all those things. I’m sure you deserve it. Though I’m not sure what else you were saying though. I don’t speak French other than saying ‘Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?’, y’see.”

“Do I want to ask what you did.” Leah chuckled staring at the person in front of her. The nurse was still new, and this was her first client out of school, so she had butterflies in her stomach. “Looks rather painful.”

“It might be a little better if you didn’t, yea.” Seph said softly, hanging his head. He wasn’t proud of the fact that his client had tried knifeplay with him, or that he didn’t try to stop her. But she looked like she was enjoying herself, so how could he stop her? “It does hurt a little.Do you think you could help?” he said, showing her the small cuts on his arm and hand.

“Jesus fucking Christ on a bicycle, Seph,” Gabriela rasped out upon seeing who it was, unsure what to feel. It was a strange mixture of anger, amusement, and relief all at once. “I’m talking about the assholes who purposely do it, and then are like, whoopsy daisy that was an accident, fuck no it was not. But you’re too much of a good boy, right?”

“Sorry,” he uttered again, pursing his lips a bit as he tried to contain himself. He  nodded, understanding generally he didn’t set people off too much, at least not when he could help it. “Oohhhhh, yea, I get that. I mean, just say the word, I’ll break their arms for your if you want.” he said, instictively flexing a bit as he turned, almost like he was looking for one of them. His attention turned back to her, trying and failing to hold back the shiver he got when he heard the words. “Of course, always.”

@nly-a-man

She wasn’t going to book an escort, Drake had told her not to make plans, but then the stress of trying to get everything ready for Valentine’s and trying to schedule out the escorts had a knot in her back so tight she was afraid it was going to snap. When she’d gone over the schedule she’d noticed Seph’s name. Remember how good he’d been and how much he’d helped her relaxed she’d done from rearranging and made a note he had an appointment with her in her office, leaving no one after her so she could take all the time she needed. When the knock on her door came she smirked. She’d decided to wear something a little more.. dressy then usual. A dress that clung to all of her curves and showed off an ample amount of cleavage. As he came in she tossed a collar. “Strip and put this on.” was all she demanded as she watched him .

For a brief time, Seph thought he could get away with not being rented for the evening, but not long after he’d set up a client, he went in to report to Kinsley, to be informed he had an appointment with her as well. He was nowhere near foolhardy enough to try to dissuade her, nodding when she had informed him. He made his way to her office when the time came, still dressed rather nicely in his simple black suit. As he walked in, he noticed something being tossed at him and he caught it, feeling his cock throb in his pants as he realized what it was. “Yes, ma’am” he said quickly, unfastening his tie and stripping down to hos red boxer briefs, putting on the collar without hesitation.

Gabriela took in a deep breath, grinding her teeth. “The next person that accidentally brushes their hand against my ass is gonna be bleeding out in less than a minute.”

It wasn’t often Seph got the kinda freedom he was enjoying tonight, figuring he would enjoy watching the dancers for a little when a guy nearby brushed by him, causing him to spill his drink on him. He then pushed Seph towards the dancers, causing him to widen his eyes as he noticed he had touched the woman who seemed fairly upset. 

“Oh, shit, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to, Miss, really! Not that I wouldn’t if you asked or something, it’s a rather nice ass, sorry, not the point, I’m really sorry, is my point. I think? Alright, I’ll stop talking now”

F: HarperM: MorganK: Rissa

Well, there is one woman who really looks like she’d be a fun time

Seph wasn’t able to stop the moan that resulted from the words.

“Mmmm, fuck, yes, ma’am.”

CaTen.....wow. I mean.....Who’s to say?

Um......I’m sorry?