Just Dance ((open))

[mackenzie alexis narcyz]

Control your poison babe, roses have thorns they say

The music pounded from the speakers, the bodies thrashed along to the beat, convulsing like one mass, and the lights flashed making reality seem imaginary. A new body joined the throng his swaying in tight dark jeans, four in gold heals, and a halter. Arms above moving like snakes as the music seeped into the skin. Eyes closed the body moved as if it were plugged into speakers undulating sensually with each beat. Gold sparkled from a forearm, diamonds from a wrist, and glitter danced in the lights on every inch of skin shone. Curled, blond locks fell artfully down to the shoulders as the rest of the body writhed on the dance floor.

New to the town she'd found the first club that she could and memorized the location. After classes, after studying, after doing all the crap she had to do in one day, she left her apartment dressed like a goddess. Or that's what the boy told her last night. Rarely did she drink but dance she did. Her body well attuned to moving to many different dances. She'd dance with anybody boy or girl as long as they could keep up. Every drink offered was ignored, every pick-up line laughed at, and every grope waved off with a wagging finger and a smile. No one got anything more or less than a dance that was the rule.

Having actually taken dance lessons she'd sometime sink into actual dance moves. This often led to a small circle forming around her and sometimes some lucky fool who could also dance. Once the song changed she'd fade into the crowd once more. This was her safe place, her haven. No one new her in this town, and if she had her way no one ever would. After a few dances she moved to the bar and with a cute smile and a hefty tip she got a virgin strawberry daiquiri. Sipping and shimmying her hips slightly to the music she winked or smiled at any cute person that caught her eye. Some winked back, others nodded, only one or two ignored her. Either way she didn't care for she wasn't there for other people. She was there for her.

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[lei wong]

Lei Wong was out for a fun night she has yet to buy any slaves but that wouldn't last very long. Lei was known for messing around with her female slaves putting them in cages and basements and use them for everything that she could think of. Both of her parents when they were alive were both master and mistress they were both pleased when their only daughter became a mistress. Lei had already known when she was younger that she wasn't into guys she had never fucked any guy before only ever let them touch her in places.

As Lei grew older she had found that only females pleased her to no know end and thus she had stuck to what people call a lesbian but this didn't bother Lei even though her parents were shocked of this they soon accepted it. Lei's father was head of a military weapons and technology designer that makes new weapons and technology for the US military be it army, navy or air force. Lei is studying aerospace engineering and electrical engineering, she also inherited the keys to her father's company as well. Lei stepped out of the limo and looked around she hadn't been to crush in a long time. Walking inside she ordered herself a drink, she poured it down.

Now to look for some fun, Lei thought to herself as she looked at the female's that were at crush. Lei walked over to a fourteen year old and flung herself at the girl. The fourteen year old didn't like Lei trying to get her to dance even though the fourteen year old was a slave. Her mistress came over and yelled at Lei but Lei just smiled and walked away. Lei spotted another female she looked like a mistress. Lei looked back at Mackenzie of course she didn't know here at all. Lei smiled and walked over, she wrapped her arms around her and pulled her close. "Well hello." Lei said to Mackenzie.

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[mackenzie alexis narcyz]

Can't believe my eyes, so many women without a flaw

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She was enjoying her fruity drink watching the crowd hips moving to the music. A few master's and slaves were there together and the sight of it made her bite down on her straw. Some of them almost looked like couples dancing together, smiling, and having what appeared to be a good time. Others were not so happy, and doing other things that had nothing to do with dancing. Her eyes found roaming hands, bodies pressing together, and now and again very unhappy faces. Why were masters and mistresses like that? The people they were molesting were people for heaven's sakes! It made her sick, yet a part of her burned and that made her more sick. This town was corrupting her.

Once she'd finished her drink she leaned and set it on the bar waving at the tender with a smile. When people were nice, polite, and not total scum to her she was the same right back. The night was still young so no one had approached her yet which was somewhat of a relief. Some people in this town were so darn forward, and grabby. She was used to a world were people still believe in a personal bubble. Just because she was old enough to drink didn't make her some drunkard or experienced in anything dirty. How she'd gotten to her age and still being a virgin hadn't been easy. It helped to never date people though boys only had one thing on their dirty little minds, and sometimes she found girls were worse.

One of her favorite songs to dance to came on over the speakers and her body started to move. A smile spread on her face, and arms wrapped around her body. "Wha-?" Skin on skin contact was one of the first things to click in her head other than the fact that a girl was practically hanging on her. This was certainly a new one for her book. Eyes wide she shoved at the girl taking a step back. "What do you think you're doing? You don't just walk up to people and invade their personal space like that!"

Damn the people in this town! She flipped her hair out of her face and gave the scantily clad girl a filthy look before starting out to the dance floor again. Maybe the girl had thought she was a slave? Or maybe she didn't care? Either way Mackenzie wasn't going to tolerate it. She had rules, and one of those rules was no touchy, especially when she didn't even know the person.

[lei wong]

Lei was only out here for some fun she couldn’t see why anyone would pass her up but then again only the males seem to give her any attention which was something that Lei didn’t want she was only interested in females. Lei had eyed one girl and wanted nothing more than to take her back to her place and have her way with the girl but she knew that the girl in question was a mistress which meant that Lei had to step up her game plan if she was to have sex tonight though she could always try elsewhere but Lei thought it would be best to see where this would take her the girl was cute.

The music changed into a song that Lei really like she smiled and thought what the hell, wrapping her arms around the girl to try and get her to dance with her though Lei was kind of disappointed in the girl reaction. The girl shoved Lei back and Lei just looked back at her, she smiled at her response it was a reaction that she had thought the girl was going to give Lei but hey Lei could still have some fun the night was young after all. “Oh come on babe let you’re hair down and have some fun.” Lei said in her Chinese accent. Lei deiced to follow the girl onto the dance floor. “Hey listen let’s start again. I’m Lei Wong. You are?” Lei asked the girl she placed her hand out for the girl to shake maybe this direction would get the girl into her bed quicker.

[mackenzie alexis narcyz]

I love this record baby but I can't see straight anymore

Her hips started moving as her mind quickly forgot the girl and the physical contact. The girl was like all the others one slap of the wrist and she was gone, or so she thought. She just started getting into the music when she heard a voice and it was addressing her. Eyes narrowing she turned slowly to find it was the same girl from before. A persistent one, hmm? She cocked a hip placing a manicured hand on it giving the girl a look that said clearly said she did not let her hair down and "have fun." When the hand outstretched for hers Mackenzie's jaw almost dropped. It was pure amazement and amusement that had her hand sliding into Lei's hand. Her cold eyes were like two pools of arctic waters as she shook the girl's hand.

"I'm Mackenzie Narcyz, and you don't want to see me when my hair's down." Retrieving her hand she turned her back on the girl and started dancing once more. If the girl stayed and danced that was her prerogative. She was going to do what she did every night no matter how persistent the pursuer. Not matter how cute they were either. The blond tossed a glance over her bare should and blew out a stream of air, but damn was she fine. Even if she did show far too much skin. Her body's impulses kicked in and the music drowned her deliciously.

In her world she ignored what she wanted in three areas: food, sex, and emotions. Food was nourishment and not something to indulge in no matter how good it tasted. Sex was for reproduction and since she didn't plan on having or wanting a kid anytime soon, no sex. Emotions were for funerals, and protecting people that's about it. Friends did not matter, love was not even a factor in her life, and hate, well that one was a bit harder. She tilted back her head sending her blond hair down her back. Damn she loved this song.