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Love Trap:
Simone’s Notes:
A brothel is a place where people may come to engage in sexual activity with a prostitute, sometimes referred to as a sex worker. Technically, any premises where prostitution commonly takes place qualifies as a brothel. However, for legal or cultural reasons, establishments sometimes describe themselves as massage parlors, bars, strip clubs, houses of ill repute, body rub parlours, studios or by some other description. Sex work in a brothel is considered safer than street prostitution.
The people awoke to a disturbing surprise. Pink smoke filled the arm. They couldn’t smell a thing. In fact, nobody noticed any change. On the surface, it looked like nothing has changed. Manami and her slaves were the only ones to relish the Fallen City born to them.
The hunting grounds have become much easier. The incubi and succubae could do what they want. Nobody would notice from the outside. All of the humans in East Amestris are fair game. By sunrise, Manami held out her graceful arms with her lips curved into a smile.
“My babies!” she shouted. “It is a new day! Take and enjoy! Amestris is ours now!” Her slaves cheered with wild hunger. They wanted to do this. However, one problem remained. What should they do first? Manami already had the plan set into motion.
“Don’t you worry,” she said. “There is plenty to do. But first, we must round up more pets.” They could never have enough. They all shared Alex. He was their main play thing, of course. However, there needed to be more for their own greedy hunger.
After all, it was still morning. They all had plenty of time, yes? After all, the final act to the show was upon the people of East Amestris. Only Edward, Manami, Asher, and the other slaves could feel it. However, who would make the first step? Will there be a strong resistance to their revolution?
The people awoke to a disturbing surprise. Pink smoke filled the arm. They couldn’t smell a thing. In fact, nobody noticed any change. The people acted like they would on a normal day. They had no idea of the ending slowly coming towards them. If they had, they probably would’ve had time to fight back. Now, it might be too late.
Now, sit back and watch as the curtain raises for the final of this lusty play into the darkness.
Next Night
Next Time: Manami is the queen and the queen wants more pets for her entertainment and pleasure.
Simone’s Notes:
A brothel is a place where people may come to engage in sexual activity with a prostitute, sometimes referred to as a sex worker. Technically, any premises where prostitution commonly takes place qualifies as a brothel. However, for legal or cultural reasons, establishments sometimes describe themselves as massage parlors, bars, strip clubs, houses of ill repute, body rub parlours, studios or by some other description. Sex work in a brothel is considered safer than street prostitution.
The people awoke to a disturbing surprise. Pink smoke filled the arm. They couldn’t smell a thing. In fact, nobody noticed any change. On the surface, it looked like nothing has changed. Manami and her slaves were the only ones to relish the Fallen City born to them.
The hunting grounds have become much easier. The incubi and succubae could do what they want. Nobody would notice from the outside. All of the humans in East Amestris are fair game. By sunrise, Manami held out her graceful arms with her lips curved into a smile.
“My babies!” she shouted. “It is a new day! Take and enjoy! Amestris is ours now!” Her slaves cheered with wild hunger. They wanted to do this. However, one problem remained. What should they do first? Manami already had the plan set into motion.
“Don’t you worry,” she said. “There is plenty to do. But first, we must round up more pets.” They could never have enough. They all shared Alex. He was their main play thing, of course. However, there needed to be more for their own greedy hunger.
After all, it was still morning. They all had plenty of time, yes? After all, the final act to the show was upon the people of East Amestris. Only Edward, Manami, Asher, and the other slaves could feel it. However, who would make the first step? Will there be a strong resistance to their revolution?
The people awoke to a disturbing surprise. Pink smoke filled the arm. They couldn’t smell a thing. In fact, nobody noticed any change. The people acted like they would on a normal day. They had no idea of the ending slowly coming towards them. If they had, they probably would’ve had time to fight back. Now, it might be too late.
Now, sit back and watch as the curtain raises for the final of this lusty play into the darkness.
Next Night
Next Time: Manami is the queen and the queen wants more pets for her entertainment and pleasure.
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