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The Devil’s Trap- Part 1

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The Devil’s Trap- Part 1I didn’t go out to bars or clubs on the regular. I was kind of a homebody that was more interested in the latest true crime novel than I was the latest music hit. But it was my birthday and I did want to have the 21st experience. I was very interested in a night of fun without anyone knowing who I was and no expectations on my behavior, so I went on my own and didn’t tell anyone where I would be. I was just going out, and they assumed that meant I’d be at the library studying. Instead, I went to a club that had just opened a couple of weeks prior. My long red hair was pinned up in wild curls and I wore a black mid-thigh skirt with a purple off the shoulder crop top, all covered by a heavy wool peacoat to protect myself from the crisp winter air. My makeup was the only thing I couldn’t hide really. It was a dramatic smokey eye in greens and brown to set off the green of my eyes, and a pinkish toned lipstick that perfectly accentuated my full lips. I took the jacket off when I got closer to the front of the line. The bouncer looked me up and down then smiled and handed me a small Venetian mask, which I promptly put on. It was an incredibly intricate and feminine design cut into a buttery soft purple leather, but it covered enough of my features that, especially in the dark and chaotic club, anyone who saw me outside in my day to day life would question how they recognized me without ever placing me as the girl behind this mask. I checked my coat and bag but took my ID to the bar to open a tab for myself. I was ready to step outside of my comfort zone, though I wasn’t quite certain how far I was willing to venture. The bartender took my ID and noticed my birthday and smirked. He looked me over and quickly walked a little further down the bar and dropped my ID in a box before he started mixing a drink. I watched him curiously, as I hadn’t ordered a drink yet. He was handsome, a tall guy with dark blonde hair and a toned but not especially muscular build. All of the bartenders wore makeup instead of masks. Each seemed intricate in design and held a certain mythological feel to it. This particular bartender had a face painted in deep reds with stark black outlined features and a playful devilishness to it. He came back to where I was standing and handed me the drink he had carefully concocted, a sharp smile accompanying a slight bow in acknowledgment. I took the drink with a blushy smirk and started to leave, but he pouted slightly, not saying a word as he motioned to the barstool in front of him. My blush must’ve deepened because his smile grew and I found myself sitting in front of him before taking a sip of the cocktail he’d prepared for me. It hit me pretty hard and I coughed. It tasted like gasoline smelled, but with a slight cherry aftertaste. His smile deepened and I noticed he had absolutely gorgeous blue eyes that sparkled as the light hit them. He leaned forward and I found myself leaning towards him. He whispered, “Happy 21st, love,” with a fairly strong London accent, his lips just barely brushed against my ear. Then he turned his attention to someone else standing at the bar and I felt a little dizzy as the blood had all rushed to my head in a fleeting moment of uncertainty, adrenaline, and excitement. I sipped on the drink and found the second sip much more palatable, as the cherry flavoring was beginning to mingle into the alcohol a bit more and the ice melting muted the strength of the booze. I wandered canlı bahis away from the bar as he tended to the other patrons and meandered around the edge of the club, trying to find a comfortable way to ease further out of my comfort zone and actually go out onto the dance floor. But every time I got near it I chickened out and retreated back to a wall or empty table. Three different guys bought me a couple of drinks while I meandered around the club, one of them tried to pull me out onto the dance floor with a forced kiss and an attempt to pass me some form of d**g in the kiss. I pulled away from him and spit the small pill from my mouth and into my empty cup as I made my way back to the bar, feeling a bit worn down and nervous about the interaction. My devil-bartender noticed me and spoke to the other bartender before coming over to sit on the stool beside me. “You here all on your own, love?” he asked as he looked around and waited to see if anyone was looking for me. I shrugged, “I don’t know what I was expecting,” I crossed my hands over my stomach and lay my head on the bar counter. He put his hand on my back and tapped it gently, as if trying to reassure me, “Let me see if I can get off a little early and let’s try to get your night back on track, yeah?” I turned toward him slightly and nodded, “I’d like that,” I whispered, though I was certain he couldn’t hear me over the music and whooping of the dancing crowd behind us. He jogged back over to the other bartender, who looked over to me, smiled then nodded to the devilishly decorated bartender. He ran back over to me and took my hand, leading me back toward the dance floor. I hesitated, I wasn’t a great dancer and I really didn’t want to embarrass myself, but he smiled at me and I reminded myself that he, nor anyone else on the dance floor, was unlikely to recognize me outside of the club once I took the mask they’d given me off. So I followed him. He seemed to pick up on my unease and turned me so that my back was against his chest. He put his hands on my hips and very gently swayed with me, though it was completely not in tune with the music that was playing. He brought his lips to my ear and whispered to me, I found it slightly odd that I could hear him over everything else, but in all honesty, everything else seemed so distant with him next to me. His voice was incredibly soothing, “Is this your first time in this kind of environment?” I nodded and he pulled my body just a little more tightly against his. That dizzying and intoxicated by a person feeling was coming back over me. He had one hand on my hip, guiding me to match his movements, and his other hand slid up my back until it was on my shoulder and gently caressing from the back of my neck and down my shoulder then back again. His breath was on my neck for a moment, and then his lips found this incredibly sensitive spot, just about where my neck and shoulder meet, he kissed me there, towards the back of my neck and my knees went week momentarily and I involuntarily moaned. I felt him smile against my skin at my reaction and he pulled me tightly enough that I couldn’t ignore the throbbing bulge my butt had been rubbing against almost this entire time. He kissed up along the side of my neck and slid his hand down my top and into my bra. I didn’t have exceptionally large breasts, but they weren’t exactly small either and he squeezed my breast as he moaned against my ear. I could feel the heat radiating from his body and I bahis siteleri suddenly didn’t care that we were on a dance floor filled with other people. I turned my head to look at him and he kissed me deeply as his hand retreated from my breast and slid its way back down my side and on my hip. I felt flushed as he pulled his lips from mine and I opened my eyes to look at him again. I must’ve looked so needy as he smiled at me and lifted my head to look me in the eye, “We can go somewhere more private if you’d like?” I bit my lip and nodded. He gripped my hand tightly and led me off of the dance floor, through a maze of people and down into the men’s bathroom. He looked around and checked the stalls then ran to the door and locked it before he turned his attention back to me. I shifted my weight from one foot to the other and sucked lightly on my lower lip as I looked to the floor. I didn’t feel terribly drunk, I felt happy, and maybe a little foggy but I wasn’t sure how much of that was alcohol and how much of it was just lust. He ran his hand over my cheek and I closed my eyes and leaned into his palm. It was soft and warm against my skin. He pressed his thumb against my bottom lip and pulled it free of the nervous biting I’d been doing and he kissed me again. His tongue easily found mine and his hands quickly found my butt just as my knees went weak again. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as I put my hands on either side of his face and returned the deep kiss with one full of lusty angst. He moaned and pressed my back against the bathroom door. I could feel his cock rubbing against me in a bulge that seemed almost painful hidden beneath his jeans, so I reached down and opened his belt, unzipped his fly and unbuttoned his pants so I could get my hand into his boxers and wrap my hand around his cock. He moaned and I looked down at him and saw this deep red tip partially covered in a light tone of flesh. I pushed his foreskin back and revealed a large bulbous cock head and whimpered. He pressed his lips to my neck and sucked on it gently as he held me by my butt with one hand and moved the other to slide under my panties. His fingers slicked immediately and he almost groaned as his cock twitched in my hand. He pulled back and looked me in the eye, “Can you stand while I eat your pussy or do I need to sit you on the sink?” I glanced to the sink and he quickly carried me over and sat me on the edge. He grabbed my leg and pulled me so I was barely on the edge of the sink. He didn’t tease, he pulled my pantie down from my hips and pressed his warm, soft lips against my cunt and lapped at me. His tongue pushed gently into me and then slowly dragged up and over my clit where he closed his lips around me and sucked gently as I moaned and squirmed. He spanked me and looked up at me, a stern look on his face, “Hold still or I’ll be cross.” I nodded and his eyes and lips softened as he spread my pussy lips with his tongue. I tried my best to sit still, so I had to get that energy out in other ways. I moaned and arched my back and his tongue was joined by his fingers as they rubbed and licked my clit in turn. He started to finger me but stopped when he felt the slightest resistance. His eyes got big and he looked up at me, “You’ve never…?” I shook my head and he smiled deviantly. He lowered his lips back down to me and rubbed his fingers around my clit until I tensed up and orgasmed. He stood up and started kissing me and I bahis şirketleri could taste myself on his lips. His fingers rubbed me gently as he tried to soothe my cunt as the orgasm subsided. He lifted me off of the sink and stood me back up on my shaky legs then smiled as he straightened my skirt and put my panties in his pocket. He grabbed my hand and led me back towards the door but I pulled away. I didn’t want that to be the end of it. He smiled and ran his hand over my cheek to lift my face up to his so he could kiss me again. Then he looked me in the eye, “You’re coming home with me. I’m not taking your virginity in the men’s bathroom of a bar. But I promise I’ll take it before morning if you want me to.” I blushed and he led me down a back hall and outside until we were at a motorcycle. He handed me a helmet and helped me climb on behind him. My bare and wet pussy pressed against the leather seat and I moaned as the seat vibrated under me when he started the engine. He looked back to me and smiled, “Hold on tight, love, and don’t get too distracted.” I tried not to squirm as he took off from the parking lot and headed in the direction I assumed was his house. The slight vibrations made me shiver from time to time and he seemed to take pleasure in revving the engine to get me to squeeze his waist just a little tighter along the way. He pulled up to a large building and parked his bike, then helped me off. He noticed the slippery wet spot I’d left behind on the seat of his bike and frowned slightly. I blushed, thinking I’d ruined the leather seat and felt guilty, but he just pouted a little and said, “What a waste, I’d have loved to savored that.” I felt my face flush in an instant and he just smiled as he wiped the seat with a cloth from a satchel on the back. He took my hand and led me to the front door of the building we’d pulled up at. He ran his thumb over the design of the mask and I realized that I had forgotten to take it off before we left the club.”I designed this one. I designed most of the masks we use at the club, but this one has always been my favorite, it’s incredibly dainty yet still keeps me from seeing the proper shape of your eyes and nose,” he looked over my face as if he were trying to determine whether or not he would be able to spot me in different clothes and without the mask on and without access to the photo on my ID. Considering how drastically I’d changed my look for the night. I was confident the answer was no. He led me up the front stair and into the main set of doors. While the outside of the building looked rough to say the least, the inside was rather intricately decorated and it looked incredibly expensive. I looked around and took it in and he just watched my confusion grow. “It wasn’t as costly as you think. I’m just very good with my hands…,” I nodded and he smirked. “Mara, I think I’d like you to return your mask to me only if you never want to see me again,” he pouted slightly as he said it, but a smirk lingered just at the corner of the right side of his lips. I smiled, “Are you saying you want me to leave it on for the night at least?”He nodded, “I’ve never seen anyone look quite so stunning in one of my masks as you did when you orgasmed on that bathroom counter. I’d very much like to see that at least once more.” He noticed my discomfort as I looked around the room and took in the richness of it. His eyes were cast down as he caught my attention again, “That is, if you’re still interested?” I looked back to him and tilted my head slightly, “You know my name, shouldn’t I know yours?”He leaned down close to my ear and whispered, “Names can be a dangerous thing,” just before he began kissing my neck again.

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