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Post by Lady Violet on Sept 27, 2004 1:42:39 GMT -5
I am not sure if that was supposed to be a joke, so I do not laugh. I think Mr. Futsu has a corny sense of humor if that was a joke
For a moment I reconsider what I am doing. But I am stressed and Mr. Futsu can help to alleviate that.
Since I can't be with the man that I love, this is better than nothing
"I think my status as party leader allows me to stay anywhere I please without a charge. But thank you anyway."
I smile at Futsu.
Oh, it must be interesting being lower on the party nomenclature
I take us to at hotel over looking the Nyeva River, which is one where high ranking officials often stay when in St Petersburg. This may be a problem, since the clerks may report my stay here to the media
"I am going to our room. Tell the staff how to deal with sensitive information and what happens when such information is leaked. It is a 6 hour train ride to the Ministry of Terror from here."
I smile again and go to our room, leaving him in the lobby to handle diplomatic matters
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Sept 27, 2004 1:55:03 GMT -5
"Of course."
After we reserve our room, I stay behind to talk to the clerk.
"Excuse me sir, please, follow me."
He follows me into the employee bathroom.
"Now, I think you understand how sensitive this information is..."
Insert a series of not too subtle threats, followed up by the promise of a generous tip, and we are now no longer Mr. Futsu and Lady Violet, but John Woo, and Emma Goldman. I head back to our room, and Lady Violet is waiting there.
"I hope you weren't waiting long."
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Post by Lady Violet on Sept 27, 2004 2:00:22 GMT -5
"Emma Goldman? Why not Rosa Luxemburg?" I ask, reading his mind. There is a slight tone of anger in my voice
I roll my eyes.
It would be a miracle if this didn't get leaked out. But, I am here and I can't turn back.
I sit on the bed and cross my legs
"Sorry I do not mean to be snappy, I am just under a great amount of stress. I am sure you can figure that much out."
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Sept 27, 2004 2:06:15 GMT -5
I lean up against the wall and cross my arms. She certainly is a woman of business.
"I had to improvise, I thought I did a pretty decent job considering the circumstances. And don't worry about it, my lady, I'm used to being an underling, and being snapped upon. I also understand your extenuating circumstances."
I sit on the bed beside her.
"I always thought a back massage would be the best way to relieve stress, you however, seemed to care little for my technique. Was I not doing it right, or were you not in the mood?"
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Post by Lady Violet on Sept 27, 2004 2:08:55 GMT -5
"Oh I am just in a fussy mood, anyway you are drunk and saying these off the wall things. I am not sure I want you to touch me." I say in a cold manner
I sigh
"No...nevermind me, I just have a headache. You are very attractive and if I wasn't so powerful I would be happy with a guy like you."
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Sept 27, 2004 2:23:54 GMT -5
"You've had just as much to drink as myself, and yours had more alcohol than mine."
I stand up, and lean against the wall, crossing my arms.
"I'm not some incoherent raving alcoholic, and have been under a lot of stress as well."
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Post by Lady Violet on Sept 27, 2004 2:29:32 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. Yes, we have both suffered our share of stresses."
I look at the floor
"Here sit back down, I didn't mean that. I need to get rid of that stress. Maybe a warm shower would be nice. Would you care to join me?"
Am I intoxicated? No, I don't think so. I think my own power can be more intoxicating than anything else.
"We both need to lighten up. That is why I invited you to join me tonight. I just need a release. I think you will do fine for that. I have always thought you were one of my favorite employees. Or at least on the top 10 list of those I want to sleep with. Which reminds me, I am not pressuring you into doing something. I will not fire you if you don't stay. That is wrong. I mean, I might fire you if I fail to climax, but no, you don't have an obligation to stay. Oh hell...I am a little intoxicated aren't I?"
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Sept 27, 2004 2:41:42 GMT -5
I sit back down on the bed.
"It would be an honor... But maybe a shower would be better... Afterwards..."
I brush my hand across her cheek, and kiss her. I wonder if she really does think that highly of me...
"And don't worry, I'm very good at everything I do."
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Post by Lady Violet on Sept 27, 2004 2:47:49 GMT -5
I laugh, all of this seems so absurd and random.
"Yes, you always do good work..."
I smile and turn and kiss his lips. I wonder why he is doing this. It must be my power or the slim chance he can get something from this.
I don't know. I suppose I am a cult icon, and it is something a lot of people in the party want.
So, I can let him have his chance with me. Why not? He works so hard. Something should be gained from this.
Maybe sleeping with me is the socialist dream.
Ideologies have become so perverse I wouldn't doubt it.
I rest my hand on his thin shoulder and kiss his chin and cheeks, I broom my nose across his face.
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Sept 27, 2004 2:58:34 GMT -5
I slide my hands up her sides, then along her back. I can feel her power over me, and start to get turned on over it. She sees right through my motivations, she has to, she wouldn't be the person she is today if she couldn't.
"Thank you, you're not so bad yourself, my lady."
My great grandfather must have made a fortune under capitalism. I think to myself, as I lean backwards, allowing her to dominate me.
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Post by Lady Violet on Sept 27, 2004 3:02:56 GMT -5
I waste no time. I pull off his shirt and lay him flat on his back. I lick up his stomach and chest
I read his mind and send him a telepathic message as I lick him
Your grandfather was a capitalist? I think I have to purge that from your system.
I run my hands over his pants then up his saliva dampened stomach
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Sept 27, 2004 3:12:27 GMT -5
I run my hands through her hair, and tilt my head back.
As you wish, my lady.
I lay as a lion's prey would once it accepts its going to be eaten.
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Post by Lady Violet on Sept 27, 2004 3:18:00 GMT -5
I enjoy his submissive nature. I know he is not my equal and I like it.
I become hot off my own power over him, and feel more aggressive and desireous.
I continue to lick up his body and bite his lips in a cruel kiss of domination as I unbuckle his belt. I unfasten his pants and pull them down his legs.
And when I have stripped this opportunistic little man, I remove my own clothes and discard them onto the floor.
I move back over him and sit on his stomach, naked and watchful.
"So, this is your party leader....take a good look. Enjoy this. It is likely you will never see this again."
I laugh softly as I run my hands along his body
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Sept 27, 2004 3:24:53 GMT -5
My breathing starts to get heavier as she sits on top of me. I bite my lower lip in anticipation, and do as she tells me, admiring her slender figure propped on top of me.
She's just as beautiful without clothes as she is with them... I think to myself. She truly does deserve the title of "party leader".
I lay in an almost helpless stupor, awaiting her to use me as she desires.
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Post by Lady Violet on Sept 27, 2004 3:31:17 GMT -5
I rub myself over him, back and forth slowly until I can feel myself getting wet and opening. I smile down on him. He seems afraid or stunned. I like it. I reach foreward and touch his ear as my body becomes wetter as it passes over him, and finally, when I have hand enough, I position myself and slide him inside of me.
I close my eyes. At first I still feel tight as he enters, but as I grind down upon him, It does not take time for me to loosen up.
I smile and send him a telepathic message
There, that feels nice. Good. It has been a while since I have done this. Much too long....
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