Aria's Personal Inspection | By : AlluringWords Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 18105 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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“Towel” is all that the asari goddess said when she entered her private lounge. On one of the couches sat a bleeding asari with her face tiled up with a rag over it. The bright purple blood that saturated the towel was slowly starting to fad into a dark shade of purple.
Taking the towel from her assistant handed her, Aria wiped the sweat on her forehead and face. Melia naturally assumed it was from the exertion she used on the blow job table’s guard. Not feeling in the mood to be entertained Aria yelled out, “Everyone out! Everyone!” Disappointed that tonight would not be their lucky night, the two private dancers grumbled and left the room as well as the other VIP guest that Aria allowed to frequent her exclusive lounge. It was only when the bloody asari started to rise from the couch that Aria’s toned softened and she said, “No, not you. Melia, clean her up. Whatever she needs, make sure she gets it.” Instantly the girl’s heart fluttered thinking she was receiving special attention until her mistresses’ next words shot her down from heaven above. “She needs to be ready to dance tomorrow.” xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo “Mistress Kiara is all cleaned up now.” Still fuming that a piece of her property had been vandalized, the great queen frowned and asked, “Who is that?” Slightly surprised Aria didn’t remember her name Melia answered, “The young girl you rescued tonight.” Looking over to the couch she continued, “The one who was working the blow job.” When Aria looked back at the dancer, her assistant could see recognition in her eyes when she softly spoke. “Allow her to stay as long as she like. She deserves it…” Returning her gaze to the crowd below her lounge, “after what that pig did to her.” “Yes Mistress as you command.” “Oh Melia!” Called out the owner, “I would greatly like to be distracted. Please send a bottle of my favorite wine to my chambers and send up two of the prettiest dancer I have.” Carelessly walking past the injured dancer, Aria called out, “Make that two bottle Melia. Thank you.” Melia glanced at the dancer, whom she knew spent the entire night with Aria not long ago, had to learn her lesson that Aria is top dog and no one else. Privy privileges didn’t come from one night stands. “Yes Mistress.”While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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