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[NSFW] Vampire the Masquerade: Bloodlines (Personal Adaptation) [Ravnos & RoseThorn]

Ravnos

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Prologue
The world we live in is plagued with suffering and evil. Famine, pestilence, war and death swarm across the impoverished and bloated lands as if the four horsemen rode openly across them. These troubles are terrible and make this planet seem almost inhospitable to mankind. However, these are not the only troubles mortals have to deal with. Mortals are little more than prey and pawns in this world of darkness. Werewolves, ghouls, sorcerers, demons and other supernatural creatures of the night exist and see humans as little more than sheep or fodder. The Sin of Caine has spawned the accursed horrors that stalk the night in eternal hunger for living blood. The Kindred, commonly known as vampires, have long been a secret influence through all ages of human history. Plotting against mortals, other monsters and each other. They rage in never-ending Jyhad, a bloody war dating back to the first civilizations after the biblical flood. Their immortal progeny are amongst us to this day, hidden from the eyes of humanity by an elaborate masquerade.

Chapter 1: The Embrace
Santa Monica, one of LA's most beautiful and popular sea side cities. It has a warm, dry climate with a nice cool breeze during the summer that makes living here very comfortable. Unfortunately, this also means it is one of the biggest attractions for drifters, vagabonds and beggars. If you can ignore the homeless, during the daylight hours, Santa Monica is a bustling place of culture, runners and visiting families. However, during the late nights, the place becomes more barren, where gangs lurk about and recently, a place of disappearances and death.

For the first few months, Santa Monica was a fairly safe place for the young runaway street urchin, Sabrina, to spend her time on the streets; collecting a meager sum from the generous tourists and occasional local. It was hard to make permanent friends with vagrants. People were always a bit distant and reluctant to become too familiar. Many she would meet often wandered off and disappeared for a few days, but that was usually because they were off in a drunken stupor or high out of their minds. However, more and more these days went missing permanently or found cold in a gutter. The death of a hobo always overlooked by police, usually quickly assumed it was drugs or exposure. Often they would even ignore obvious signs of violence. Signs that could not be ignored by the rest of those living on the streets.

It wasn't long after things started looking like the were getting better that the city seemed to take a turn for the worse. Homeless people she talked to for weeks, always finding them in the same spots started to disappear. Certainly they would occasionally decide to move on or pass from exposure, but this time, things were different. It was when a friend had been discovered under the pier bloated with water and rotting from the inside that she finally realized her world was changing. Homeless people started hiding out at night, keeping to themselves with looks of paranoia and mistrust at anyone they didn't recognize. Gang members tended to be more itchy fingered and quick to point a gun at anyone that might have threatened them. Petty crimes started to go down, but replaced by an influx of murders and disappearances. Of course, the police take a second glance at the lowlifes, they were too busy worrying about people who mattered most to the public. Investigating the death of a nobody or someone with a criminal background was a waste of their resources. And, of course, the higher population didn't care at all. Unless it was one of their own found overdosing or found as a husk in an alleyway, they didn't bat an eye. Despite their apathy, the effect was similar on them. Night time visitors became less and less, only the brave, desperate or stupid continued to walk the streets at night.

Without a steady income, finding a place to stay was a challenge. On less busy nights, the Surfside diner was usually a good place to spend time indoors, they're open all night and had cheap coffee. Doris, the elderly night waitress was slow to push Sabrina out, as she didn't mind the company. Unfortunately, it was also a fairly popular place for ne'er-do-wells to find themselves after a late night of drinking and getting high. Luckily, tonight wasn't one of those nights. Tonight was quiet, calm and a good time to chill out after a long warm day. Sabrina sat in her usual booth far in the corner, keeping to herself despite being the only customer. She had a warm cup of coffee and an English muffin with butter and a couple complimentary pieces of crisp bacon sitting on the little white dish in front of her. Doris was humming to the radio, quietly playing some classic 50s tunes as she casually polished silverware. The peaceful atmosphere was so comforting, as if things in her life were back to normal for just a little while. Alas, the reminder that she had no idea where she was going to lay her head tonight continued to gnaw at her gut making it difficult for her to enjoy the meager yet, delicious meal. Having to go back out into the cool damp air after would certianly break the illusion.

Breaking the peaceful silence was the gentle tinkle of the bell on the door. An innocent sound; yet, at this time of night it was often a portent of trouble. The woman who entered didn't look dangerous at first glance. She had platinum blonde hair, tied up with black ribbons in pigtails. She wore very little for such a cool night; dressed like a slutty school girl. She wore a white button up, barely buttoned and tied up. Showing off a great deal of cleavage and her midriff. Her red plaid skirt was just long enough to hide her black thong which straps could be seen lingering on her hips. She wore a lacy red bra, clearly visible through her transparent shirt that pressed her breasts up to accentuate her already generous bosom. She wore a crimson silk choker around her neck with a very expensive looking black pearl dangling. She also had a fancy belly button piercing, one that looked as if it should be dangling on the ear of royalty. Her fingernails were long and deep red, on her legs she wore a pair of thigh high fishnet stockings and surplus combat boots. Her skin was pale, but pristine without a blemish like porcelain. She wore dark red lipstick that glistened like blood in the lighting and her mascara was intentionally done to look as if it ran down, making her look a bit loony. The way she was dressed, there was no doubt she came from the Asylum. The club was popular amongst the local goths and she clearly fit the bill. Of course, it had other types of patrons, but clearly catered to the more deviant of the populace. Unfortunately, the high cover charge made it so far impossible for Sabrina to have found her way in there yet. She is often teased by the synthetic dark tones and heavy bass as she walked by the venue.

She walked up to the bar and sat just in front of the waitress. "Hi, Doris." the woman said with a bubbly tone with a hint of sultry. Despite her mysterious appearance, she seemed rather unusually amiable.

Doris smiled at her and nodded, "Hello, Jeanette. The usual?" The older lady asked.

"Please, nice and hot! You know how I like it." She gave the lady a wink and licked her lips with a sexual playfulness in anticipation of the hot beverage.

"Sure thing, dear." Doris turned around and started to prepare a new pot of coffee, setting the temperature way up.

It wasn't long before the young lady, Jeanette, looked around the room and discovered the other patron. With a quick glance Sabrina, noticed Jeanette's eyes. They were big, bright and heterochromic. One was bright green and the other bright blue. The woman would occasionally peak over to Sabrina briefly and look away again when noticed. This went on for a few moments until Doris took notice and smiled.

The girl got her coffee and wrapped her hands around the hot mug and huddled over it as if it was her only source of heat. Things went back to silence, but shortly after, Sabrina's peace was again interrupted. She only looked away for a moment, when she heard Jeanette's voice and realized she was standing next to the empty seat in front of her. "Hi, I'm Jeanette. Jeanette Voreman?" She spoke her name as if she expected Sabrina to recognize her, but she didn't. She continued despite any sign of acknowledgement. Though she seemed prideful, she didn't seem rude or overly arrogant; rather, Her tone came off as very confident. "I feel like I've seen you before. I'm sorry if I'm intruding, but its driving me crazy. I don't think I could have forgotten a face like yours," She was clearly flirting with Sabrina, cracking a smile that would drive any man to his knees "Maybe you could enlighten me. Have we met?" Despite her appearance and cander, there were two things that Sabrina could just tell from looking in the woman's eyes. She was clearly intelligent, yet something about her felt wrong. Something about this woman made Sabrina feel uneasy.
 
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It had been a few months since Sabrina left home to come all the way out here to Santa Monica. Sure, she didn't have much to show for it yet, but her freedom was worth more than what success she might lack. She might not live in some high rise apartment or maybe she hadn't found some sort of well paying job to get her on her feet, but she also wasn't sitting every day with people looking at her like she was some freak or going so far to tell her she was going to Hell. She didn't make many friends, and that was okay. She was used to that. But she spoke well, and she kept her head low, and she hung out where she was welcome. She was alive and she was happier than she ever was back at home and that was all that mattered to her.

The first few months had been easier than the rest. At first, it was almost like she had hit it big. That she had really figured out everything. She might be on the street but the people were nicer than they were at home. But then, things started to change. Sabrina wondered if she was just bad luck. She noticed people going missing, people she had started to consider her friends. Homeless people that ended up dead when she had just spoke to them the day before. Gangs got more testy. Sabrina learned quickly that things weren't that different from being at home. She had to work people the same way she did at home. She kept her eyes low, she didn't say anything that made people angrier than they already were, and she appeased those that came at her. Thankfully, she'd had practice.

The Surfside diner had started to feel like a temporary home for Sabrina. The young girl finally felt safe in a place like the diner. Sure, it wasn't the best place to stay but it was way better than the streets. Over the last few months, Sabrina had really calmed down. When she first arrived, she was a party child. She wanted to get into as much trouble as she could to remind herself that she was free. But, seeing so many of her peers disappear overnight, she realized that she was... a little over her head. She stopped taking so many drugs and now she was down to maybe taking a line of coke if someone offered it to her. But she'd really gotten herself back on track, and the diner was a place she felt she could really just calm down in and enjoy a cup of coffee or eat something worth eating for the night. It was warm, and she didn't get wet in the rain, or deal with the roaming eyes of police officers. Plus, she liked Doris. She was nice, and she kept her company.

Sabrina noticed the woman that joined them in the diner immediately. Who wouldn't when she was dressed the way she was? She looked straight out of Asylum, and it made Sabrina jealous. She'd tried to get in a few times, but it was obvious that she was at a loss. She couldn't persuade anyone to let her in, and none of the people she knew could cover her to get in even for a night. Even if they could, they'd be quicker to get themselves in before they helped her. As she looked the other woman over, Sabrina looked down at her own outfit with a bit of a frown. She didn't have many clothes that fit her style. Only those that she managed to steal or secretly purchase when she was at home. Right now, she was wearing one of her favorite outfits. She wore a white, sleeveless top that lightly cinched her waist in a similar way that a corset would with frills at the bottom edge. She wore a long sleeved cardigan over her top that had obviously been cut right below her armpits. On her lower half she wore a gothic black miniskirt with similar frills to her top but was obviously not the same design. Her skirt led to her thin legs that were covered by black stockings that led up past her waist. Through the past few months, she'd worn them so many times that they'd ripped in multiple spots and revealed her hairless pale legs beneath. Finally, she wore black high heels that rose six inches and strapped around her ankle. She would rather have replaced them with boots, but she had no other options at the moment.

When the woman caught eyes with her, Sabrina would quickly look away. It seemed both of them were playing the same game with each other as they both kept looking and looking away from each other when they were caught. The silence was welcomed back once more when Doris and the girl finished their trade. That was, until her voice came back and Sabrina realized she was actually standing next to her. Her eyes widened as she looked over and up at the girl as she introduced herself. Sabrina had never heard the name before, but it seemed this Jeanette Voreman felt she should have. She tilted her head a bit as the girl continued to speak about how she felt she recognized her. Sabrina noticed immediately that she was flirting with her, frowning a bit. Sabrina wasn't interested in women. At least she thought she wasn't. This woman was pretty and she couldn't deny anyone would be lucky to be with her but... maybe all of those catholic teachings had halted her openness.

"Uh... no," Sabrina spoke, her voice coming out quiet but not shy. It seemed as though she was used to speaking under other people, as if she wasn't used to someone talking to her on an even level and not yelling at her. "I think I would recognize you too but... I don't. My name's Sabrina."

Unlike Jeanette, Sabrina didn't speak as though Jeanette should have any idea who she was. Her voice was somber and in the right time, it could be relaxing. She seemed like the kind of girl who didn't raise her voice often. To an average person, someone would probably just think she was a loner or that she was shy just by the sound of her voice but in reality there was a sense of comfort in that tone. A reality in which that tone had calmed down voices far too loud, and anger far too heated. It was almost a manipulative tone. One that Sabrina used to keep emotions at a level that she could work with.

"You can sit down," she told Jeanette, not wanting to be rude. "If you want. I'm not waiting for anyone or anything."

Whether the girl took her invitation or not, Sabrina found herself asking "Did you just come out of the Asylum? The club?" without much thought. It was almost like the craving to get into that club was far too much for her to ignore. She wanted to know if this new person she was meeting had any way of getting her inside since it seemed she fit in with the crowd. It could just be her style but... Sabrina definitely wanted to know if Jeanette could potentially be a step to getting her into this forbidden fruit of a club that she'd been staring at for months.
 
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Jeanette placed her cup on the table and sat in the seat across from Sabrina. Sabrina felt Jeanette's bare legs brush her own, they were quite soft and cold too. This made her instinctively retract her own legs for a brief moment, but Jeanette shifted slightly out of her way. However, a coy smile might be a clue that the brush might have been intentional.

Jeanette responded, "Oh, yes. The club is great, but certainly not a place to get a piping mug of hot coffee." Speaking of, Sabrina noticed that the cup was still filled to the brim. Not a drop was spilled on her way over here and neither was their any sign of a crimson stain on the pristinely clean white porcelain cup. Though she clutched the piping mug with no concern for the direct heat.

Throughout the conversation it was quite clear Jeanette was attracted to her, and she did little to hide it. She leaned forward with her mismatched irises focused on the urchin. The glassy orbs took advantage of her position and let her gaze crawl across any inch of bare skin Sabrina was gracious enough to show.

"I don't think I've seen you in the club before. I would have certainly remembered and we would have been more properly introduced much sooner. Though, the night is still young." She fixed her gaze on Sabrina's. Her eyes were piercing and although there was certainly some sexual tension emanating off the eccentric goth, something in those eyes made Sabrina feel like a mouse keeping company with a hyena. "Do you wanna go dancing?"
 

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Sabrina couldn't quite put her finger on this woman. She was... interesting to study and interact with. When her legs brushed against Sabrina's own, it made her immediately move away from them. Though it was obvious to her that Jeanette seemed to have done it on purpose. She didn't want to fault the woman for being flirtatious, she definitely looked the type to but Sabrina didn't know if she should let her know that she wasn't interested or not...

When Jeanette confirmed that she had indeed been to the club before, Sabrina perked up a bit. She looked down at the mug as Jeanette brought it up, realizing that the woman hadn't even tasted it yet. Didn't she want to drink it before it got cold? Maybe she could only focus on one thing at a time? Again, Sabrina didn't think to ask or judge this girl she'd just met.

Jeanette's obvious gaze and attraction to her put Sabrina off a bit. Sure, this woman was beautiful and Sabrina was sure that any person that she was attracted to would gladly accept any and all invites she had for them but Sabrina wasn't one of them. At the same time... this girl seemed to be accustomed to the Asylum and Sabrina badly wanted in. Was she willing to play along with this little game of hers in order to get in?

As Jeneatte finally gave her an offer to go dancing with her, assuming that it was at the Asylum, Sabrina's heartbeat quickened. She swallowed hard as she looked over Jeanette. Her instinct told her to say no, to run from this woman and let this interaction die in her past. But, another part of her, a longing part that so badly wanted to meet a group of people that she fit in with after so many months of being alone told her to say yes. She looked down at her cup before she finally answered her.

"I can't afford to get in," she told her. It was better for Jeanette to know now than when they got to the door.
 
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Without her expression faltering, maybe her flirtatious grin even cracked a little wider, making it slightly unsettling. She put her hand on Sabrina's slightly grasping. Her hand was hot! Not unbearably so, but having it against the mug of steaming coffee certainly caused it to be warmer than expected. She could also feel Jeanette's long nails against her skin, the contrast of soft warm skin and pointed nails pressing gently on her flesh.

"I'll take that as a yes." She said, her voice keeping her bubbly and flirtatious tone thick. She stood up leaving the mug on the table, still hot, still untouched. She kept hold of Sabrina's hand still in that gentle grasp; her soft hands inviting and her sharp nails insisting.

She did not pull Sabrina, but instead stood waiting for her to accept the choice that Jeanette decided to make for her. It was then Sabrina could tell why Jeanette was enjoying the heat from the coffee, the heat seemed to be fading quite quickly. The woman's skin growing cool to the touch, though not clammy at all, just a cool soft hand.

Jeanette took the moment to adjust her skirt, after adjusting the waist as if she was trying to cover more of the thing straps, though all she managed to do was reveal a little more of her backside which Sabrina had a clear view of as Jeanette stood turned toward the door looking over her shoulder for the urchin to accept her predecided fate.
 

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Sabrina's eyes widened when Jeanette put her hand on hers, her eyes moving to their joined hands and then up to her eyes in surprise. Her hand was definitely hot. She must have a really high pain tolerance as Sabrina could simply tell that if she had been the one holding that mug she easily would have had to put it down. Jeanette was definitely an intimidating woman. To be able to hold a steaming hot mug like that for as long as she did, and now these long nails gently pressing into her skin... Sabrina couldn't quite understand her, nor did she feel like she really wanted to.

When Jeanette continued and made a choice for her in going to the club, Sabrina's eyes widened further. So she planned on getting her in? She watched as Jeanette stood up but felt that she didn't release her hand. She looked down at their hands again, a part of her hesitating. This woman was unlike anyone Sabrina had ever met and she was honestly a bit intimidating to interact with. Was going with her really that safe...?

She found her eyes roaming to Jeanette's behind as she fixed her skirt, swallowing hard as she looked back up to her face. Well, what was her life now if it wasn't a bit dangerous now and then? She finally nodded and stood up to follow Jeanette, leaving her unfinished food and coffee behind.

"Yes, I would love to go," she told her. Sabrina didn't release Jeanette's hand either, but she allowed the other girl to take the lead in heading to the Asylum as it seemed she was the one so much more accustomed to the location and Sabrina didn't want to come off over excited, especially if Jeanette thought she was older than she really was. A girl her age shouldn't be going to any sort of clubs, especially those with alcohol, but she wouldn't tell if no one else did.
 
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"Good night, Babe." She said giving Doris a wave before leading Sabrina out of the diner.

Breaking the threshold between the comfortable diner and the chill and damp Santa Monica night was a strong reminder of reality. Though, even in her minimal clothing, the goth club-go'er didn't seem disturbed by it. Though she kept her firm clutches on Sabrina as they walked toward the Asylum and stayed close as if the urchin was the replacement for the hot cup of coffee.

The Asylum was only a couple blocks away and Sabrina began to feel the heavy bass reverberating in her chest before she could even hear the music. The club was a large converted building, rumored to have been an old mental institution with a dark past. It's dark reputation and music made it quite appealing to the more deviant of the population. During the week it was a haven for dark electronica and cyberpunk DJs and on the weekends it featured a great deal of local goth and dark metal talent. Occasionally it would even host a more poplar bands, but never anything mainstream.

Arriving, it looked like the usually long lines in the door had died down a bit, with only a few people waiting to get it. The establishment, luckily, wasn't the type of place to turn people away like other more exclusive clubs. The cover kept out the homeless and solicitors, while otherwise anyone from goths to geeks were welcome. At the door stood a large man, more round than tall, but still very intimidating. As soon as the were within 20 feet, his head spun to Jeanette and he stretched out his bluky arm to block anyone from entering as he unhooked the black velvet queue rope.


"Welcome back Miss Voreman." The bouncer said with a dumb smile like a trained puppy dog.

She gave him a wink and replied, "It's Jeanette, Bouncy Boy." She said poking a finger playfully into his belly. "I'm not like my old hag of a sister. I'm the fun one remember." She said as she pulled Sabrina through the large double front doors and here ears were assaulted with the vibrant rhythms of the previously muffled dark synth. It's hypnotic melody impressing the mood of the club into her eardrums.


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To a normie outsider, this place could be mistaken for a place of dark worship and maybe in a way they would be right. But to it's guests its a scene that accepts the deviant side of humanity for who they are without judgement. A haven for those searching for kindred souls. A place rumored to treat and house the mentally ill. Maybe in it's new form, it still served a similar purpose.

Just before she was released from Jeanette's clutches, Sabrina was brought before the bartender. The large classic looking bar was only a few feet from the main entrance. It's cherry red wood was heavily polished, topped with a few ash trays. It was squeaky clean besides some stray ashes. Behind the bar was a naturally red-haired woman with a streak of dyed black. She was dressed for the scene. She wore a skimpy leather corset that left little to the imagination which also served to cover her womanhood, fishnets on her arms and a pair of latex thigh high boots held up by a few leather straps on her thighs.


Jeanette gave the bartender a friendly wave before leaning over, "Hey, Lily. This is my new friend, Sabrina. Get her anything she wants tonight. On me, of course." She gestured to her tag-along when mentioning her.

Lily looked sideways before giving Sabrina a professional smile. "Nice to meet you." She glanced sideways again a man approached the bar and gave her a gesture. But she only raised a finger at him before staying attentive to her. Lily seemed to be more practical and business first despite her attire. A smile from her was probably more likely to be earned or forced rather than given away freely. "Can I get you anything?"

Sabrina was able to get a good glimpse of the rest of the club from here. It wasn't as packed as she'd expected. There was only the one other guy at the bar, he was dressed fairly normally in jeans and a polo, hardly the fashion in this place. The dance floor had a good number of people dancing together or solo; but it didn't look difficult to traverse. There were two stair cases, one that led up to a dark balcony area that she couldn't quite see the people up there due to the violet mood lighting. The other was a spiral stair case that leg up to a few mesh gangways that led to various cages elevated around the room. Out of about 10, only 1 was empty they were a mix of men and women dancing provocatively without care or enjoying whomever watched. They all looked either mesmerized by the music or under the influence of some mix of chemical pleasure. One last feature was a very old small looking elevator that led up above the 20 foot ceiling, maybe an employee or VIP area. But as no one was going in and out it was probably off limits to most.
 
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Sabrina shivered as the two women left the diner, the night cold reaching her almost bare legs under her skirt and causing her entire body to light up in goosebumps. She noticed that Jeanette hadn't reacted the same way, but she was already kind of cold to begin with after the heat of the coffee mug had died down. But that didn't quite make sense to Sabrina, how could someone feel so indifferent about both kinds of temperatures? Jeanette was already a confusing person but Sabrina couldn't put her finger on any of the answers. She was used to being able to figure people out but not Jeanette.

As they arrived to the Asylum, Sabrina's eyes wandered over the club with awe. As if she could never imagine actually being able to get in. As they got through the bodyguard with almost utmost importance, Sabrina's eyes widened. Who exactly was she with? He called her 'Miss Voreman'... was she rich or some sort of VIP member? Maybe some sort of investor...

She didn't have much time to think about it as they moved inside. They didn't even have to pay anything? Sabrina's eyes roamed over the club with excitement as her mouth opened in awe. It was an immediate connection for her. She looked around and she could just tell that she belonged here. That she could get along with people here or spend her time here. If she could afford it she would come here every night. She found herself in front of the bartender before she could really get into the club. Again, she was getting things for free thanks to Jeanette. Just who was this girl?

Despite the bartender's appearance, she didn't seem nearly as flirtatious as Jeanette. She seemed professional if anything. She gave her own smile back with a nod as Lily told her that it was nice to meet her, returning the sentiment silently. As she was asked what she wanted, Sabrina clammed up a bit. She'd never ordered anything from a bar, she had just been stuck with left over beers or a winebox one of her friends found here and there. She decided to order the first thing that came to mind. "A Bloody Mary, please?" she requested before she started to look around.

The club was beautiful, she couldn't understand how she of all people had finally managed to get inside. She looked to Jeanette once more, leaning over to reach her ears over the music. "How do you get everything for free?" she asked loudly.
 
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The scantily clad bartender raised an eyebrow at Jeanette for a moment, as if she was silently conferring with her after the girl's request. Jeanette gave her a nod and Lily moved to fix up the drink.

"Free?!" She said looking taken aback, "Ha! I'm the hardest worker in this joint, baby. At least the one that doesn't have a stake up her ass." She said rather crudely.

Lily returned with Sabrina's short glass of the red drink, lacking the garnish it looked a lot like blood. Fortunately, she could smell it's sweet and spicy aroma, yet could hardly smell the alcohol. "The Voremans' are our proprietors, Sabrina. She's my boss." She said leaning over to say in her ear. "Enjoy." She said before finally moving over to the man who was too busy staring at Jeanette's backside to realize how long he'd been waiting.

Even with the make up, Jeanette was probably no more than 10 years older than Sabrina and that was stretching it. Either she was quite good at hiding her age, was an excellent business woman or had a rich daddy.

Jeanette sat down at the stool next to Sabrina and crossed her legs in a way that hiked up her skirt that showed off a lot of skin to anyone standing behind her. Almost as if she was enjoying the eye popping that it occurred around her and yet, no one dared approach. "So, babydoll, tell me about yourself. I'd especially love to know where you got those shoes. You make them look very sexy, if you don't mind me saying."
 

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Sabrina's eyes widened when Jeanette told her that she was the hardest worker in the place. So she was a dancer or something? That would make sense. She looked like she would do really well as some sort of gogo dancer or escort. But then Lily was returning and explaining to her that Jeanette was actually the boss. That surprised Sabrina more than she could imagine. She looked to Lily and then to Jeanette with wide eyes.

"W-Wait really?!" she said in surprise. She was making friends with the owner of the Asylum? That's insane! Oh god, she was going to have to make sure she didn't rub Jeanette the wrong way or else she risk getting banned from this place.

However, the knowledge that Jeanette, a girl that looked so young, was the boss really astounded Sabrina the most. Did she inherit the place from her parents or something? And how in the hell did a girl like her run this place? She seemed so fun loving and relaxed. How did she manage to hold this place together? Maybe she hired a bunch of other people to do the little things like number crunching. Then again, she'd brought up a 'hag' sister... maybe the sister was the more responsible one if she described her like that? She shook her head, getting herself out of her thoughts as Jeanette spoke to her again.

As she complimented her heels, Sabrina smiled a little, her cheeks turning light pink as she shyly pulled some hair behind her ear. "Oh, uh... I don't think they're anything special. I got them from this thrift store in Bakersfield before I moved. I've uh been living in Santa Monica for a few months now," she explained to her, looking down at her drink. She'd never seen a bloody mary before, but this one looked a lot like the... bloody part. She finally decided to pull it up and take a sip.

"But other than my shoes, I don't think there's much exciting to tell about me," she said as she placed the glass back down and looked back to Jeanette. "I much more interested in how the owner of the Asylum lives her life. Other than going to diners late at night and wasting coffee," she teased lightly.
 
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The drink's taste certainly matched the aroma; it was sweet and spicy with a hint of vodka. Even though the alcohol was well hidden, she could feel it's heat as it went down her gullet.

Jeanette seemed to be listening intently, staring into Sabrina's eyes not moving an inch as she was spoken to. Her expression rarely changed from the bubbly flirtatious look she wore seemingly at all times. It certainly made it feel like she was very much enjoying the young girl's company or at least the scene in general.

The club owner seemed to absorb the small amount of information Sabrina gave to her and it seemed to spark something in her eyes. "Oh, doll." She put her hand, now fairly chilly on Sabrina's bare shoulder and leaned toward her. "To the contrary and depending on your disposition, it could be your most profitable trip to the diner. Finish your drink, and when you are done meet me upstairs." She moved her hand and pointed to the spiral staircase that led up to all the cages.

She slid off her stool toward Sabrina, her bosom pressing firmly against her for a moment before she stepped away walking seductively toward the staircase. She didn't turn to look back, but gracefully climbed the stairs and found her way into the one empty cage and began a sensual dance in time to the music. Though as she danced, her eyes locked on Sabrina as she did and with little effort, pulled the tied up school girl shirt loose and let her skirt fall around her boots. In moments she was dancing in nothing but her red lacy bra and thong while many others in the club found their eyes drawn to her.
 

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Sabrina didn't mind the taste of the bloody Mary, but she could definitely feel that she would prefer something sweeter if she could. Maybe she could ask Lily on some options, though she didn't want to look as inexperienced as she really was.

Jeanette seemed to be like a good listener. Sabrina rarely felt like she was listened to, especially coming from the family that she did. But Jeanette really seemed to be interested in what she was saying, even if it wasn't much at all. It made Sabrina feel seen and heard. Though as she told her that the trip to her diner could be her most profitable, it confused Sabrina. Did Jeanette plan on giving her a job here? She watched as the girl walked upstairs after telling her to finish her drink before joining her. She swallowed hard as her breasts pressed against her before moving off.

Sabrina's eyes never left Jeanette. She didn't know what it was about the woman that was so utterly alluring. Sabrina didn't like women. She didn't. She was straight. Jeanette was just... she was hot. And she was flirting with her. And maybe she was making Sabrina feel things that she shouldn't. As she watched Jeanette walk into the cage, her eyes continued to watch her as she began to strip. Sabrina's eyes widened as she watched the sensual performance, and the entire time Jeanette was watching her. She finally had to pull her eyes away or else she would be stuck transfixed on her body for too long.

She finally looked back to her drink, her cheeks bright red as she went through her thoughts. Was she really going to do this? Was she going to let the owner of the Asylum seduce her into something like this? Was this really her? There was so much confusion inside of her. But... Sabrina steeled herself. This was just like when she ran away. The questioning, the fear, the hesitation, it all had to go away. And just like that, her emotions won over her rationality as she downed her drink like a shot, wiped her mouth with her wrist and stood up. She looked to Lily with one last moment of hesitation before she turned around and walked upstairs to meet Jeanette.
 
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The climb up the stairs would have felt quite precarious if it wasn't for the mesh cage around it, likely put their for encouragement. Same could be said for the metal gangways that were clearly only wide enough for one person to walk on at a time. However, it was so different up here compared to the floor below. Up here, there was danger, excitement and an audience to boot.

Sabrina's climbing the staircase did not go unnoticed by the crowd and she heard a few catcalls and cheers as she ascended. The other people in the cages also seemed to be encouraging her as well. Though they continued to dance, all their eyes were on her if they weren't on each other or Jeanette. She was getting just as much attention as she was and it was all positive, though in a depraved sort of way.

Though somewhat precarious, the gangway and it's railings had no trouble handling the little urchin and it was only a short walk to Jeanette's cage. So much of the goth harlot was on display, the bra barely covered her nipples, in fact she could see a hint of cherry pink through the bright red lace and she could see her fleshy mounds below in a very defined camel toe that was impressed on the black silk thong.

Jeanette offered her hand to invite her in, beaming with a mix of pride and a clear heavy lust in her smile. "What a brave girl, I could just feel it dripping off when I first laid my peepers on you. Don't worry Sabrina, when you are in here, just forget about what the world thinks of us. Just let your spirit free and have fun. No strings attached doll, all I want to do is dance." She gave her a friendly wink that felt like she was trying to assure her that she was safe with her. "Anything more than that is up to you."
 

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Despite the cage around the stairway that seemed to be made for encouragement, it almost made Sabrina feel a bit claustrophobic. She felt like she'd spent so much time in a cage all her life that being in one, even metaphorically, felt like she was closed in. But still, she decided to steel herself through the thoughts and made her way upstairs to meet Jeanette. She couldn't back out now. This was the owner of the Asylum, she couldn't tease her or leave when she had her way in... but was that all this was about anymore? There was also just something so... freeing about Jeanette. Another mark in her mind of someone her family would hate, and someone she needed to have around to remind herself that she wasn't part of that family anymore.

She noticed the attention she was getting as she walked up the steps, her face turning a bit red as she looked around before deciding not to meet any eyes that were coming her way. She swallowed hard, at least it was all positive attention. Did they think she was attractive? Or was it just because she was joining Jeanette in this cage...

She finally found her way to the mysterious girl in question, Sabrina's eyes roaming her body in a way that she hoped wasn't obvious. She could tell she was so happy to put her body on display, but could Sabrina really do the same? The people here didn't even know her age... would they still be happy to see her that way if they did? Would Jeanette kick her out when she'd finally found a place she belongs?

Sabrina took Jeanette's hand as she pulled her into the cage, smiling a bit as she was called brave. She took in a deep breath as Jeanette told her to be free and forget the world, looking down at the world once more before she looked back up to Jeanette. "It's hard to imagine forgetting everyone else when they're all staring at me..." she told her. It was obvious Sabrina was new to all of this, and while she might not be shy it felt a bit awkward. "I don't know how much liquid courage I got," she laughed. "Show me how to do this?"
 
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"Well, if you can't ignore it, embrace it." As she said that she pulled Sabrina toward her wrapping her arms around her torso. Jeanette's lacy bra pressed against Sabrina as her face came in almost close enough for a kiss. She could smell everything that Jeanette was at this point, but there was no scent of her body, just the gentle fragrance of her body spray. A mix of lilac and lavender that induced a sense of calm.

"If you want, just focus on me. You can explore if you want, anywhere you want. My body is here for your pleasure, kitten." As she said so Sabrina felt the woman's chilly hands on the side of her thighs. Jeanette started to move and sway, picking up her dance motions once more. They had not reason or form, just moved in time with the music.
The music that came on was much louder and heavier than the last song. Jeanette's motions became faster and with more energy. A smile grew on her face to show her enjoyment of the song. It also blocked out any responses from the crow below and Jeanette was certainly more than enough of a distraction from anything else going on in the world. As she danced, she encouraged gothic urchin to dance with her and against her. With Jeanette's face only an inch away from her own, and her heterochromatic eyes fixated on her own it was hard to focus on anything else.
 

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Jeanette's words did actually help Sabrina. It was like giving her a way of thinking that she felt was more in line with the Asylum. And Sabrina wanted to fit in didn't she? She decided not to focus on the awkwardness of the crowd watching over her and instead focused on the excitement that followed with it. She was finally the center of attention in the best kind of way. People liked to see her this way. That was a fun difference from her old life. Maybe... she could get used to this.

However, something she was still trying to get a handle on was being with another woman in such a lustful way. She knew how to be with men. Men were stronger or taller and they would wrap around your body and the girls would wrap their arms around their necks and that was just the way it worked. Women were fragile and gentle, and then you put them together and how is that supposed to work? How do two gentle and fragile things... work? Was her thinking just odd?

Despite her hesitation, Jeanette was entirely in control even though she attempted to give that control over to Sabrina. Sabrina didn't pull away from Jeanette regardless of how close she got, nor did she pull away from the hands that touched her so easily. She kept telling herself that it was all because she didn't want to make a bad impression on the boss of the Asylum, but there was more to it and she knew it. She could feel it in the growing heat in her stomach that there was more to her participation in this that wasn't all about her reputation. Jeanette was charming her way easily into Sabrina's heart, and she was making her more and more curious with every touch.

As Sabrina attempted to find her own rhythm and work with Jeanette, she brought her hands up to the girl's shoulders and tried to dance with her. Sabrina didn't have the best rhythm, but she did what she could to follow Jeanette. She found herself getting closer than before as they moved, her feet somehow moving further and further in until their bodies were pressed against one another. Their breasts pressed against each other by the time that she stopped, her eyes stuck on Jeanette's oddly colored ones as she swallowed hard. It was like the world around them had both been drowned out and encouraged her to keep going further. Before she could give herself another sense of hesitation, she leaned in and kissed Jeanette on the lips for the first time, wondering how kissing a girl would feel.
 
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Jeanette's eyes widened in surprised for a brief moment when Sabrina moved in closer, then her mouth curved into a pleased smile just before their lips met. Jeanette's return kiss was gentle, but encouraging. After a few sensual pecks, she opened her mouth to press her tongue in-between Sabrina's lips.

Her dance partner's hips continued to sway to the music and there was an added amount of gyrations pressing into Sabrina, leading her to move in unison. The chilly hands were warming up from being in contact with Sabrina and after she took a cheeky grope of her backside, the hands moved up to her shirt. She could feel Jeanette's soft skin and nails gliding along her back lifting the shirt in the process.

After a brief nipple on Sabrina's bottom lip, Jeanette broke the kiss for the moment to let out a lusty moan and say, "Yum, you taste good." She moved slightly back in an attempt to pull Sabrina's shirt over her head. She could only do so, of course if Sabrina lifted up her arms meaning she wasn't forced to do so. Jeanette also kept her eyes looking directly into Sabrina's own, showing she was completely focused on her.
 

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Sabrina's eyes closed as she kissed a girl for the first time. It was more gentle than she expected it to be. Jeanette's lips were soft and plump, and her body felt soft as she pressed into it. It wasn't her first kiss ever, but it was definitely a new experience for her. She couldn't say she didn't like it. If anything... she really liked it. When Jeanette's mouth opened to press her tongue into Sabrina's mouth, Sabrina willingly opened hers to allow her to.

Sabrina was soon finding that kissing a girl wasn't entirely different from kissing guys. The way she moved with Jeanette, the way Jeanette's hands moved on her body and even groped her behind. The most different thing about everything was Jeanette's nails on her body. As Sabrina realized that the girl was trying to take her shirt off, she felt a bit hesitant about the entire thing but her arousal also left her glazed over and willing to accept.

Sabrina smiled a little as Jeanette told her that she tasted good, raising her arms to allow her to pull off her shirt, revealing the black, lacy bra underneath. It was similar to Jeanette's bra but not as revealing, her perky pink nipples still hidden behind the cloth yet her cleavage at full display now, leading down to her slim waist.

"Is this something you do with all the girls you meet at the diner?" she asked, in a teasing tone once her shirt was completely off.
 
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"I'm not gonna lie, girl. I do this with a lot of strangers. Let's just say it's my way of looking for brave souls to fill my cages. But don't feel like you aren't special to me, I'm still quite particular about each soul I bring to the Asylum." Jeanette was still flirtatious and continued to dance affectionately with her. Though after letting the shirt fall onto her on clothing, now piled on the bottom of the cage, her tone became almost business-like.

Jeanette moved suddenly, pressing her body against Sabrina against the side of the cage. The woman was certainly a lot stronger than she looked. Though the action seemed quite sudden and forced. It did not look like it was Jeanette's intention to harm Sabrina. "How would you like to work for the Asylum?" She spoke into Sabrina's ear just before giving it a few nibbles and moving down to kiss her neck. "I could set you up with your own apartment, and a little paycheck. How does that sound?"
 

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Sabrina wasn't entirely surprised to hear that Jeanette did this with a lot of people, though she would admit that she had hoped maybe there was a specific spark in her that had encouraged Jeanette to choose her. Still, she didn't judge the other girl for her provocative experiences. She smiled a bti as Jeanette at least reminded her that every person she brought with her was someone that she found special.

She gasped as she was suddenly pressed against the cage, surprised to feel how strong Jeanette really was. Her eyes widened as Jeanette suddenly gave her an offer of working at the Asylum. She was about to tell her that there was no way she could. She was sixteen, she couldn't work at a bar. She shouldn't even be in there in the first place. But when Jeanette told her that she could set her up with an apartment, her heart almost stopped. She could... finally have somewhere to live after so long? How could she willingly refuse such an offer knowing how much it would improve her life?

After a few more moments of hesitation, she finally asked. "A-An apartment? Really?" she asked, just to make sure that the offer was real. Once it was confirmed that she would indeed be able to have some place to live, she accepted. "Y-Yes. I'll work here. Wait, what would I be working as?"
 
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Jeanette didn't back off when Sabrina gave her the answer. It only encouraged her to be more forward and more dominant. She cupped Sabrina's left breast and gave it a squeeze. She gyrated against her more forcefully and pressed her tongue back in Sabrina's mouth completely switching from dancing to a lewd make out. The woman's hand found it's way underneath her black laced bra and Sabrina felt a gentle pinch on her nipple. It was retracted only to move it's way back down to her ass where it continued to linger and grope.

She pulled away again, looking like she was enjoying this quite a lot with her now wild eyes and wide grin. "Your gonna be one of my cage girls, Sabrina." Just as she said this, with her superior strength turned Sabrina around, again pressing her against the cage. This time now she was facing the crowd, and she could see that there were a lot of eyes on them both. She could feel some sharp nibbling on the back of her neck and shoulder just before there was a shark smack against her bared ass cheek. "Tell me, can you do it? I promise to take good care of you."
 

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Sabrina gasped quietly as Jeanette became more dominant and squeezed her breast, her eyes closing once again as Jeanette began kissing her again. She moaned softly into the kiss as Jeanette's tongue moved against her own as her hand found it's way under her bra. She gasped into the kiss once more as her nipple was pinched before the hand was gone but not far. She was making out with a girl and getting a job at the Asylum in the same night. Two things she could never have expected for herself.

As she was told that she would be one of the cage girls, her eyes widened a bit before she was turned around, nowhere near able to resist the movement thanks to Jeanette's strength. She swallowed hard as she looked around at the crowd that was looking right at them. She took a few deep breaths as her cheeks grew more and more red in embarrassment seeing that everyone was watching her experience something so new. She gasped as Jeanette smacked her ass, biting her lip as she looked over her shoulder at her before she finally nodded. She didn't really have a choice, did she? She was homeless, broke, and obsessed with this club.

"I-I'll do it," she said.
 
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She could here Jeanette let out a girl giggle, "Good girl." She said just before she felt her weight pull off of her. Before Sabrina could react, she heard the cage close and Jeanette was speaking from outside of it, "You can start tonight then. I'll just take this for you and you can pick it up in my office when you're done; along with your apartment key.." Her new boss had her shirt in her hands. "Ask Lilith to let you up in the elevator when you're done for the night. Just so you know, you don't have set hours. Get here when you can, and leave when you're tired."

"Oh, and don't worry." She said before walking away, "The cage isn't locked or anything. Just have fun and keep the crowd happy." She wandered off and it was only a few feet before Sabrina knew Jeanette wouldn't be able to hear anything should could have said back. She moved with such a grace and swiftness that there was no way Sabrina could have caught up with her in her heels.

Now it was just her alone in a cage with, what she noticed now was half the club staring up at her. She noticed that Lily was also looking up at her, though her face was as professionally neutral as before. Other than what her underwear was covering, there was little that wasn't on display at the moment. Though she was several feet off the ground, the lighting was just right that she knew people could see her just fine. She was alone and now, apparently on the clock, with no directions other than to please the crowd. It was then a new song filled the air, changing the atmosphere from the heavy metal rhythm to something more entrancing.

 

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Sabrina looked over just as the cage close, her eyes widening as she realized she was being put inside already. She thought the cage was locked already as Jeanette told her that she could start already, holding her shirt and basically holding it above her head that she would get it after she was done. Fuck. What had she gotten herself into? It was already weird hearing that she had no set schedule. She'd never had a job before in her life and now her job was to be a cage girl in a club. At sixteen years old. Fuck.

She was at least glad to hear that the cage wasn't locked but once again, she was left without a real choice. She was metaphorically locked in the cage. She couldn't just leave already without getting fired or something for ditching on the first night. She looked back to the crowd, meeting Lily's eyes as she hesitated. What was she supposed to do to make a crowd like this happy? Before she was so focused on Jeanette she wasn't even thinking about them and now she was being forced to think about nothing but them. She noticed the change in the music, frowning a bit to herself as she listened for a few seconds, gripping the cage bars in her hand. She had no choice, she just had to... to do it!

She finally started to dance, a bit awkwardly at first as she got her bearings. Finally, she closed her eyes and decided the best way to get out of her uncomfortable feelings was to nost stare directly at the crowd. That would make it easier for her. The theory proved to be a bit true as she swayed her hips before she started to move her body in seductive and alluring ways, keeping her grip on the bars as she moved herself up and down as she danced sensually, praying that she would make a good first impression on this crowd.
 
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The music was loud enough that ignoring the crowd was particularly easy. If she focused on the music and even just dancing she couldn't really hear the crowd, beyond the occasional high pitched whistles. She also wasn't the only girl in a cage. There were others, and not all of them were alone. Though there was no way of knowing if those girls were employees or not. Since the stairway up here wasn't locked, it meant that anyone could walk up and get in the cage, especially since there was no way to lock them shut.

Fortunately, at least for the next few songs, no one seemed to gravitate toward the spiral that led here. It was already fairly late when she got to the Asylum, not to mention she hadn't finished her meal. Though the drink she had was fairly hearty, it didn't take much time for her to start to get thirsty. She could stay and dance for a little longer, though it did seem like the crowd was thinning and tiring out.
 
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