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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/13/2016 1:47:14 AM
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[i]She bent down again and grinded on him.[/i] "Anything for you, hot stuff."
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((PM or timeskip?))
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((Pm))
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((Ew... K, continue here when it ends.))
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[i]They stop for a break now that it has been twenty four hours. Charlotte is covered in love juices as she giggles, sitting on a stool.[/i] "You have a lot of stamina."
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JT had been resting in a chair not too far away after that insanely long session, before he threw his blue shirt over his body and started to roll the sleeves. He already dealt with the pants and belt of course, so when he finished, he looked up to Charlotte. "I got a question: Why do you sleep with everyone?"
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[i]Charlotte laughed at the question until she realized JT wasn't joking.[/i] "Hehehe.....You're serious?" [i]She started laughing even harder.[/i]
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"Yeah, one hundred percent," the cowboy seriously said. He knew what it was like to just bang every person she physically could and he knew that she wouldn't be enjoying it forever.
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[i]She wiped a tear from her eye as she cuaght her breath.[/i] "Cause I find enjoyement out of it and it's my job. Two awesome, sexual positives. Why wouldn't I?"
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"Well firstly you might get something," the cowboy jokingly replied despite that actually being a prevalent threat. "And secondly, you're too beautiful for most of the people around here."
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[i]Charlotte rolled her eyes and chuckled.[/i] "One, I can't get diseases, honey. Two, my masters made it so I'm attracted to everyone, so there's no discrimination against ugly people when I'm working." [i]She gets up and starts walking towards the door, swaying her hips.[/i] "Thanks for the f*ck, but I think I need to find fresh meat."
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"Masters? You enslaved?" Asked an angered JT who reached for the revolver at his very hip. He wasn't exactly one who liked enslavement, or forced sexual encounters on somebody.
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[i]Charlotte laughed as hard as she had before to the point of collapsing to the floor.[/i] "Well, duh! I enjoy it though, my masters keep me safe and I get have sex as a job! It's amazing! F*ck freedom!" She got back up and opened the door to leave, still naked and covered in juices.
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JT deeply sighed to himself, because he knew that the woman was going to get hurt one of these days and when she did, he wouldn't be there to help. And so he grabbed a mop from the corner of the room and started to clean it up, before he looked to the woman. "I ain't going to stop you. Call me if you ever need a friend though, doubt many people will see past the sex and just use you for it."
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[i]She stops at the door and her voice becomes serious.[/i] "I'm made to have sex and I'm good at it, so why try anything new? Why should I go against my masters when my brothers died trying to do just that. I couldn't save them, so there's no way in hell I could save myself."
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"Everyone can be taken out," said the cowboy as he focused his gaze on the floor beneath. "Not always a physical battle, sometimes its mental."
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[i]She laughs lightly.[/i] "You can't take care of my demons, that's for sure. It was nice banging you, but I don't think we'll be seeing eachother again, sweet heart."
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"Aight. Goodbye." And that was all he said, in a tone that made him sound completely okay with not constantly sleeping with her. JT had a last ditch plan that was admittedly going to make him look like an ass, but it was for the greater good: He would make Charlotte feel useless and absolutely unequal to any other, which would hopefully convince her to undergo other paths.
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[i]She turns around.[/i] "Hey, you want my number? Maybe we could get together again for another twenty four hour session."
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"Sure, you got a cell phone or Tac-Pad on you? I'll link them with mine to share the number."
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[i]She looks over her naked body and then back at JT. She smirks as she creates a pen out of thin air.[/i] "You wanna write your number on my *ss?" [i]She walks over to him and hands over the pen as she bends down.[/i]
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"Eh, sure..." The cowboy responded with a slightly estranged tone, as he uncapped the pen and wrote the ten digits of his phone number on her skin. He put the pen back onto a table shortly after and returned to mopping, because somebody had to and damn if JT wasn't nice enough.
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[i]She walked back to the door, mumbling to herself.[/i] "I wonder how many guys I can get in the next hour...maybe I can beat my record."
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"Damn, Jess' gonna be great tonight..." JT said to himself as a lie. Stage one of the mind games were a-go.
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[i]Charlotte stopped mid stride.[/i] "Jess, eh? I think that was one of the last girls my brother f*cked before he died. Maybe we can do a threeway?"
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"Sorry beautiful," JT responded with a smile. He knew what to say and when to say it because he knew Charlotte's M.O, she was an alpha and he was going to make her an omega, but it all started with the transition to beta. "Don't think you could handle her."
