《Darkness Of Hell》The Porn Bar
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"You guys don't seem to smoke! What a shame!"Winston said sarcastically.
And took out a lighter from his pocket, "Ahh, I think I am getting old, forgetting my stuff, in my pocket". Winston lit the lighter and put the flame on the cigarette, looking at their eyes.
As he lights his cigarette he takes the smoke in and vomits it out in the air upward.
He chuckled looking at them and entered inside with his waggish walk. Through a dark hallway, he walked into the bar. There were colourful lights all over and loud music. people dancing on the tune, mesmerised by the surroundings.
You can't see the worry and stress on their faces, as if they have forgotten they are in hell. Women and men dancing, kissing. Some of them were topless and some were fully nude. Rubbing their bodies to each other. At the corner, on the table, a man and a woman were having sex. Both of them were so into their act that they have forgotten where they are? Women moaning and the man breathing loudly, and with their movements, the table shook like a house in an earthquake.
Winston looked at everything until his eyes felt satisfied. It's been a long since he has seen something eye-watering.
He noticed every little thing that was happening.
He starts walking through the dancing crowd, brushing his body against nude and half-nude women; he purposely avoids brushing against the dancing men.
while he walks brushing his body against the woman he stares straight into their eyes and leans his face towards them, portraying as if he is trying to kiss them, while the moment woman catches the signal and lean forwards to go with the moment he steps back and move away with a giggle in his eyes.
He was unusually handsome and had great physics; any woman instantly felt attracted to his attitude and charisma.
He passed the dancing crowd. Eight naked women were dancing on the counter, behind them on the shelf bottles of toxins. And a man looking like a Korean pop star was serving them behind the counter.
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Winston stands in front of a dancing woman. Their breasts were bouncing with their steps creating a rhythm. All of the women were beautiful. Winston takes a gaze at everyone and they stop to look at the fifth girl. She has reddish long and straight shining hair which comes till just over her hips.
Winston keeps looking at her with a smile and she also starts seductively looking at him. Inviting him to come closer with her hand gestures. Winston moves closer to her, close enough from where he can identify the exact colour of her nipples.
Winston asked her to come closer with a finger. She bends down from the counter and jumps on the ground. The counter was not that high just enough to showcase the dancing women.
She held his hand and started driving him inside. Through a dark hallway, they reached inside the hall. Around ten big couches were separated by shining transparent curtains. Six of them were empty and four were occupied.
The woman takes Winston towards the third couch and pushes him on a couch. She sat on his lap and was about to kiss him, but Winston stopped her.
"What's hurry, my love? Let's know each other first a bit", Winston said, placing his hand on her lips.
The woman gets up from his lap sat beside him and said,
" What do you wanna know?"
"Anything, I just want to see your beautiful lips moving for a while"
The woman blushes, and said,
"You seem new, is it your first time here?"
"Yes, it is. That's why I want to know a little bit"
The woman comes closer to him and puts her head on his shoulder.
"Why don't we begin with your name?", Winston said, placing his hand around her.
" Maria", she said, waving her hand through his thighs.
Winston takes a look at the people around busy in their act. And Maria noticed it.
"Do you know any of them?", she asked.
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" no, not really", he said
"Did you see that guy over there?"Maria asked, pointing towards the couch in the next row.
" yes"
"He is related to the demon"
"Really?"
"Hhhm him, he is after demons feather"
"What does it mean?"
"I don't know, but I heard him talking once about it."
"Did he know you?"
"Yeah, we have been together a couple of times. He spent most of his time here with his agony".
Winston took out a cigarette and lit it.
" Can you introduce me to him?" he said, throwing smoke in the air.
"Sure, but he is kind of short-tempered. You need to be careful about it"
Winston looked at Maria and chuckled,
"They all are my love. It's not easy to be close to the power. It makes you impatient", he said looking towards her eyes and then rolling them down to her lips.
She couldn't resist but started kissing him. For a few seconds both dive into a passionate kiss. Winston tries to move away from her but Maria keeps holding his lips with her teeth trying to hold him for a little longer. A sweet pain ran through his lips with her bite.
"Bars and the brothels are the only two places where you always find important people", he said as she abandoned his lip from her teeth.
She looked like she had been mesmerised by him.
"Let's go then", she said, holding his hand.
Both of them stand up, and Winston starts following Maria. While following her, he couldn't resist but notice her rounded ass, which was moving upside down with her every step.
Frank was lying on the couch, it seems like he has done it for now. A woman was sitting near him waiting for him to wake up again.
Maria asked the woman to go away with a signal. And the woman moves away. Maria sits near Frank and moves her hand on his chest, he giggles and opens his eyes.
"Oh, Maria, what a surprise?", he said while trying to sit on the couch.
" You seem tired already?"Maria said with a naughty smile.
Frank laughed in reply and looked at Winston as he was standing in front of them.
"Who is this gentleman?"Frank asked.
" This is my friend", Maria said, with a little blush looking at Winston.
Winston step forwards and offer his hand for a shake,
"Winston", he said.
Frank grabbed his hand for a moment and replied.
"frank"
"You guys talk, I will get something to drink for you", Maria said, and stood up to leave the room. While leaving she purposely held Winstons' hand and caressed it on her vagina for a moment, looking into his eyes intensely, and left.
"She is very seductive", Frank said looking at her posterior while she walks away.
"She is", Winston said while sitting on a couch.
"So tell me something about yourself? What are you looking for in Warrington?"Frank said, he seems high while he speaks.
Winston paused for a moment and said,
"Power"
"Hhmm, so does everyone. But power only comes to those who deserve it".
"And who decides it? Who is deserving and who is not?"
Frank chuckled, and said,
"You seem to be a smart guy, so I would like to advise you to stay away from this road, it's very dangerous and addictive".
"It's like a free fall, you can't help it but only want it more and more, I know how it is, I have been walking on this road forever now ", Winston said, looking into the frank eyes.
Frank noticed the confidence in Winston's eyes, and said,
"So that makes two of us then!", and laugh.
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