Gates led her into a side room and roughly pushed her into the centre while he locked the door, pulling the blinds on some of the large open windows. She didn't know if this was punishment, or whether he was doing something else to her. She'd had to play submissive before for some of her clients, because they tipped well, and she was OK with being dominated- and as Syn walked nearer to her, his expression did not change.

"Turn" he ordered with a quick circle of his finger and slowly Hurricane turned, showing off her best assets when they were within his eyeline. He just nodded and stepped forward, one hand stretched out like he was reaching for something. His hand brushed the straps of her corset and gently pulled her arms out of them, reaching for the laces at the back. The corset fell loose, and embarrassed, she put her hand up to cover herself.
"Princess, I've seen worse before. There's nothing to be ashamed of" he whispered into her ear and slowly, her arms fell to her side.

He hooked his fingers into her short skirt and pushed it down her legs, leaving her in her garter and underwear- the gun she kept in her stockings clearly visible to the man undressing her. He smirked and pulled it out, turning it over in his hands.
"You won't be needing that anymore. Even I know stripping's a dangerous job- you've tried to take a shot at me more than once" he said and Hurricane's eyes narrowed. What did he mean- tried to take a shot?

She'd never met the man before.

He removed his sunglasses, and suddenly she was taken back. A few years ago, a new client had walked into the bar, picked her out from the crowd of people he could've had that night. For three months he became her favourite. He would tip well, she'd give him the strip-tease he deserved, and then drag him to a private booth to do whatever he wanted with her. Usually, it was a quick fuck, over and done with- but he'd been one of the best she'd ever had.

"Wait- you're the guy who came to the club all those years ago! I missed you when you left" she pouted and he chuckled, holding her chin in place with two of those long fingers.
"I missed you to, Princess, but I was there on business. Doing some research if you will"
"Research?"
"I've said too much. Now hush that pretty little mouth, Princess- Shadows only likes mouthy ones between the sheets" Gates said, pressing a finger up against my pouted lips and walked over to a closet she hadn't spotted when she walked in.

From it, he withdrew a deep red, almost blood red, dress. He threw it at her and slowly, she stepped inside and pulled it up so it covered her half naked body once again. It fit her perfectly, and showed off her hard worked for curves so well, she was surprised she could look so good. Gates took one look at her, satisfied and then opened the door.

"Shadows is waiting for you, Princess. Just through that door" he said, pointing Hurricane towards a different big black door outside of the room she'd just been brought to. It seemed like the rooms were moving around in a mind warp that she couldn't even understand.
She took the few steps towards the door, and opened it, stepping inside without even taking another look at Gates behind her. The room was in complete darkness, aside from a single spotlight in the middle of the room.

"In the spotlight, Hurricane. I want to get a good look at you" Shadows' voice echoed around the room, and hastily, she stepped into the spotlight, blinking at the harshness of the light.
"Do you know why you're here?" the voice asked.
"Because I died. I'm a stripper not a fucking nun- people like me don't get to go to heaven" she spat, remembering the idiot that crashed her car.
"One with a filthy mouth- I like it. But you're here for a little more than that. I liked the look of you as soon as you turned sixteen- that's why I sent up James to investigate. You remember Jimmy don't you?"

Of course she remembered Jimmy- that was the name of her first high school boyfriend. They'd dated for a year and then he'd announced he was moving to Wisconsin. They'd broken up and she'd moved on with her life.
"He's happy to see you looking so perky. Says you were frigid in high school" Shadows muttered, and with a horrible dawning of truth- she realised Jimmy had been the man with piercing blue eyes. Oh god...

"Of course, and then I sent Syn up when you turned twenty three, just to see how things were progressing. He came back after three months- but said you were the best fuck he'd had in years. Funny how some never practise what they preach" Shadows said again, and then a figure stepped out of the darkness. He was all muscle and tattoos, and finally, she saw the devil himself- the mysterious Shadows. He towered over her at over six feet tall, and when she felt his hand brush over her shoulder, a strange kind of heat engulfed her.

He continued to stroke her skin, and the smooth material of her blood red dress, occasionally stopping when he found her sensitive points and she shuddered under his touch, until suddenly he pulled her close to him and began to whisper into her ear commands, in a voice so dark, the spotlight above them seemed to be crowded out by his words.

"You will be my pet, little Hurricane, and you will do exactly as I tell you. You will only call me Sir or Master, am I clear?"
"Yes Master"
"You will do as I say, you will wear what I give you, you will live by my rules- and no one else's. You will not speak unless you are spoken to, and you must always ask for permission to talk to people. You must refer to my friends as Sir at all times, and you will bow to their every command- within reason. You will be polite and respectful to them, you will not look directly at any of them unless you are directed to do so- and if you disobey I will not hesitate to punish you in whatever means I see fit. Understand, Hurricane?"
"Yes Master"

The smile returned to Shadows' face as he pushed down the straps of the blood dress and feasted his sight on her breasts. Slowly, he pulled down the zipper of his jeans and pushed the woman to her knees, knowing that if he didn't get some sort of release soon, he was going to tie her up and force her to please him.
This was what he had been waiting years for- the moment where he would finally make Hurricane Aldren his for eternity.

"Good. Now suck my dick"