Confessional ((Open RP))

[Lilith]

Lilith stood in the larger of the two lounges, silently observing a new addition to the Club. She wore a rather daring outfit – a bodysuit that cut up around her hips, leaving her upper thighs bare before thigh highs began and trailed down into her stilleto-heeled boots. Her tight sleeves were long, going from wrist to bicep, leaving her shoulders exposed as the top of the suit curved down from behind her neck to cup her ample breasts and flow down to between her legs.

She supported a martini in her hands, holding it close to her chest, sipping of it gingerly from time to time as she watched. Off in the corner stood what appeared to be an old style confessional from a Catholic Church. The wood was a very deep color, highly polished, and bearing of languid, whirling designs at its topmost points.

The left-side door remained closed, but the right permitted a string of ‘supplicants’ come to ‘confess’. Lilith showed a very light grin on her dark red lips as she watched the slow progression. One person might be let off easy, coming out to kneel over the very low length of padded wood that served as an altar, forcing one’s rear up and out on display. Others might garner stricter retribution and left, or were led off, to the Dungeon.

She did not expect the Confessional to be available every night, but it seemed rather promising so far. She stood there, continuing to partake of her drink, watching.




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((Thanks to Milly for the idea. Been a long time coming.

The idea is not to have you all come post and confess (unless you want to), just want to get another Fetish Fuel thread going.))

[Angelica]

Chelsey stood safely back from the front door and nodded in greetings to the door bitch. She gave quick glance at the waiting patrons to make sure there were no obvious robots or cat-girls too close before she stretched. Arms out to her sides, she exhaled, slowly releasing her pent up stores of bio-electricity. Most of it went without notice, although a few people jumped at the flash and pop as a single spark arced between the nearby parking limit sign and the heavy gage chain she wore around her waist. Her hair would have frizzed badly, if she did not already shave completely by habit, what hair remained on her head worn cropped and spiked, dyed in black and purple streaks. She performed a last minute check of her skin tight leather mini-dress for burns, noting the belt took the hit as was intended. Buffing the mark on the chain nonchalantly with her hand, she nodded to the door bitch over the top of her mirror-shades, pushing them back up to cover her luminescent sky-blue eyes as she entered the club.

The sound of hard driving music hit her as an almost physical sensation as she entered the main room, hidden by her glasses she surveyed the undulating mass of sensual humanity as they swayed to beat on the dance floor. She grinned, admiring the view but moved on, forcing herself into a tight mass of bodies was unfortunately on the list of things to avoid for her.. ever since that concert in 2007. She drifted from the main room as she explored the club, her head still bobbing to the beat even as it faded behind her, nothing more than a background beat to her thoughts as she found the side lounge she sought. She took a breath, taking in the sight of the small group of enticingly dressed petitioners standing near the confessional waiting their turn, a sub with her rear in the air enticingly, and there at the center of the room, both part of it and above it all, a like royalty observing the commoners festival, stood the woman she had come to meet, The Matriarch of the House. The confident and casual young woman known as Chain Lightning to the police took a few steps, standing facing Lilith but not directly before her, not wanting to block her view and took a breath.

"Hello, Boss." She held out her hand in greeting, putting her normal lopsided grin onto her face. "Nice to finally meet you."

[Lilith]

Lilith looked up as the young lady approached her. She recognized her from her dossier information. She had been passed through to membership in a way that did not involve her directly meeting Lilith. It was not the usual, but it had happened before. Lilith took her in with a quick movement of her eyes. She then took the offered hand, delicately.

"A pleasure indeed, Chelsey," she offered with a light smile, "Is this your first time to the Club?"

[Angelica]

Chelsey took the hand in hers, feeling confident she wouldn't shock her, her body's power level wouldn't build up enough for accidental shocks for quite some time yet. She shook the Matriarch's hand firmly.

"Yeah.. first time in this club. None of my previous 'circles of friends' got around to such nice places." She grinned. "It's different, I like it."

[Lilith]

Lilith brought her hand back slowly from the greeting, her entire demeanor once of a being quite relaxed in its own den. She nodded to Chelsey's comment.

"Well, I am glad you find it so pleasing. There is much to be explored even after several visits here, much less one's first. That, for instance," she said, gesturing to the booth, "Is a brand new addition."

Just then a waitress came over, her black and white latex outfit somehow marking her as an employee despite its flair. There was also something in her demeanor which did the same, a bit of subservience as she held herself, her eyes a bit downcast, as she quietly bade them for their drink orders.

Lilith glanced over to the young lady, noting her drink was only half gone, then she moved her eyes to Chelsey.

"Drink?" she offered, smiling lightly.

[Tanie Burns Rush]

Tanie had long since retired from heroing, already knowing that it just wasn't a style of ther former villainess. However her time with the house had an effect on her that kept her from returning to her old life of crime. Instead she worked as part of the security at Fetish Fuel now. She preferred leather over latex as evident in her outfit, the leathers stained to her traditional red. Gloves going halfway to her elbows and high heeled boots mimicking the same to her knees. Pants tight to her skin covered the rest of her legs while the top she wore left most of her toned belly exposed, wrapping around her and covering her chest with two strips crossing over each other as they went up to her neck, wrapping around like a collar. She then flicked a flame onto her finger and lit up a cigarette, completing her look as she noticed Lilith. She made her way over, taking a drag off her smoke and letting it escape slowly before reaching Lilith and her new companion. "Greeting Lilith. The evening going well I hope?"

[Lilith]

Lilith turned, offering a gentle smile, "Ah, hello, Tanie. The evening does seem to be going well so far."

She spared a quick glance to the confessional, noting its use and potential increase in popularity as the night wore on. She then turned her eyes back to Tanie.

"How have you been?"

[Tanie Burns Rush]

Tanie rolled her neck to get some kinks out of it before looking back at Lilith. "Well I've just been working here, participating in the underground fighting arena. All hush hush it is so don't ask too many questions. I've actually been seeing on of the fighters these past few days, although mostly it's been teaching fighting and then other things..." She snickered, taking a drag and politely blowing the smoke away from Lilith. "I've actually been looking at getting a small house with my fighting money. Kinda sickening when you think about it cause next I'm gonna want to have some little rascals running around." She smirked at Lilith, eyes betraying her actual playful nature of the comment.

[Angelica]

"Just a cerveza, thanks" Chelsey directed her words at the server, favoring the girl with a smile and nod to send her on her way. She tilted her head a bit, watching the girl walk away. Still grinning she turned back to Miss Lilith and Tanie, taking a moment to admire the new girl's dark red leather.. and the bare skin displayed by it.

"No scarring, but you cage-fight. Either you are very, very, good or you regenerate clean." She reached out a hand, offering to shake. "Or both. Which would make you a scary chica." She laughed. "Names Chelsey, Chain Lightning. Nice t' meet ya."

[Tanie Burns Rush]

Tanie snickered and took the offered hand in a firm hand shake. "I usually love to wear the scars of the fights but I need to keep a good name for this place." She took another drag before speaking up again. "Tanie Rush, formerly the villainess known as Burns, now just a retired hero attempting a normal life. Still got the scar on my neck from VRS. If it wasn't for Lilith here I'd probably be back in prison or worse." She gave a rare, genuine smile for a moment before taking another drag of her smoke.

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