1. Little Ninja: Play With Me


    Date: 8/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Fan fiction, Male/Female, Written by women, Author: RobinGoodfellowPuck, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    Account Owners Note: I know most who come back to my page are after the 4th installment of The Goth Chronicles, and I promise you it is coming. However, I have had some problems. I had it ready to post along with another story I am working on called Taken by the Storm when my computer crashed. I was forced to do a factory reset on my computer and lost it all. I am working on getting it back into the land of the readers. As soon as I have it, you will. In the mean time I will continue to post stories written by friends of mine. So please, enjoy this story from a good friend of mine. We will just call her The Little Ninja. It was nearing about one in the morning as the ebony haired Diva sat alone at the bar, fiddling with her drink absentmindedly. She'd come down to the hotel's bar with the intentions of getting her mind off of recent events at work, but so far all she'd managed to do was bore herself practically to death. Once boredom set it, she'd started taking a peek around the bar for anyone who seemed game to have a little fun with her, but all she saw were businessmen too engrossed in stocks and the like to pay much attention to a girl like her. The rest were too drunk to even consider. She would've given one of her co-workers a call- Randy Orton was just two rooms down from her and he'd expressed interest in her more than once. Kane would've also been a pleasant distraction; it was no secret that the big red monster could easily do more than satisfy her. But tonight… ...
    tonight she was looking for something other than Kane and Orton. She wanted something that people said was unattainable. She wanted someone who was dangerous in and out of bed. Someone like… Ravenna Nokomis' eyes had been scanning the bar once again when the settled on a familiar form sitting not too far from her. His blonde hair was hanging in his face, his usual black vest gone and an equally black shirt had replaced it. Eyes that held a hint of insanity within them gazed at her pale form, wandering up and down it slowly before locking on her eyes once more. There was a bottle held in his left hand that rested on the mahogany bar, and his right resting in his lap. She was suddenly glad she'd decided to go a little more daring on her outfit of choice this evening: a black and dark blue shirt that cut low enough to show just a little cleavage, short shorts that showed off toned legs, and knee high boots. Her lips were painted a vampish red, and her charcoal gray eyes accentuated with dark eyeshadow. Needless to say, it was doing exactly what she wanted it to. Slowly, Ravenna turned in her seat so that she was facing the aforementioned figure, crossing her left leg over her right, making sure she had his undivided attention. The blonde man staring at her took a sharp breath. She smirked to herself. Men were so easy to attract. Ravenna took a drink of her neglected Hypnotic, glancing in his direction as she drank. Putting down her glass, Ravenna looked right into those insane ...
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