LadyWonder
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- Apr 19, 2019
Roxane Jewel
Age 27
CEO of Club Jewels
Age 27
CEO of Club Jewels
Roxane enjoyed and loved everything about her business. After all it had taken her six years to build the outstanding reputation of her unusual yet exciting entrainment club for (mostly) men. (with the odd request for partners to join, with consent of Roxane herself). Men of high class within the community only attended, not only for the high service, skills and entreatment that her and her girls provided to each person personally but the fact that everything was under contract to be kept private. Trust me you would be surprise that some of the people that walked though the doors.
Plus it helped that the club itself was hosted in her family mansion which had been left to her after the passing of her father when she was 18. Having no other family she was left everything. It took her a few years to find what she wanted to do with herself, and the home. At one point she was going to sell but she saw her opportunity after graduation her business studies and finding her passion for adult entertainment (It help she could read minds and do what men dared to ask, safe to say her tips where high, not that she ever needed them.). Which she did for fun at the weekends at a local strip club. She knew that could be a more higher class establishment and instead of telling her boss she set up Club Jewel, bring a few friends along the way.
But alas not everything was rosy. Trying to find the right man to share her passion with was hard. She had gone on plenty of dates, most where nice but didn't crave anything different in the bedroom then a blowjob and missionary sex. Boring. She craved excitement and needed someone who could keep up with her at least. Coming home from another date that ended with her paying the bill (Second one this week) she got a little more excitement that she had hoped for. Wearing a tight fitting black dress that hugged each of her curves perfectly, low cut neckline showing off her plump breast with a little sneak peek at her red laced bra which stopped just above her knee. Hey she didn't want to dress totally slutty. A couple of guys followed her from behind. She notice them chatting to each other and she quickened her pace down the street, crossing to the other side to make sure she was being followed.
Not one to be intimidated she turned and confronted the two guys, who where both wearing dark clothing. "Can I help you gentlemen?" She asked some what sweetly but with a hint of annoyance in her voice. "You can help with a little issue in our pants" One retorted. "That's something you should see your doctor for..." She replied back. With that then rushed over to her, one wrapping their arms around her and pulling her to a small ally way, the other standing in front. Roxane screamed hoping for someone to hear her, but there seemed to be no one in sight. "Your quite a gobby girl aren't you? maybe we could fix that..." Said the man standing before her as he reached down and started to unzip his pants. "If your thinking about shoving your dick in my mouth let me just promise that you want have one to worry about after..." Roxane spat the words at him an evil glare across her eyes. Inside her heartbeat was racing. She never knew when to keep her mouth shut. The guy raised his hand and slapped her hard cross her face. She screamed in pain as her sight become blurred. The men argued with one another, their words not really reaching Roxane's ears. The blow to her face was making her lose unconsciousness. If she was to faint the men would do as they pleased and she couldn't let that happen. She screamed out again, hoping that someone near could hear her and save her.