Title: Club Ripper
Author: Tori Deathangel
Disclaimer: Not mine, they all are joss's playpals, I have no rights
to them. Wwwwwaaaaaaaaaaa
Pairing: Ripper/??
Rating NC17 very heavy you have been warned!
Distribution: If you want it take it
Dedication: Dawnie's Birthday! YAAAAYYYYYY! A quarter of a century
old
Club Ripper, this is where every woman in Sunnydale comes to and have her fantasies fulfilled. The club owner saw to that personally and he did so with great pleasure. Inside he had the finest looking and rebellious group of men working for him. All scantily clad in denim, leather or sometimes not at all. Ripper thought it was best to hire some of Sunnydale's badboys, to keep close eye on them and give the women what they wanted.
On stage Ethan Rayne hoisted his package at a bunch of partygoers who were celebrating a woman's birthday. They all hooted and hollered, stuffed dollar bills down his pants for quick feel. The leather thong captured their attention well especially since something was coming out to take a peek or actually to be peeked at. They begged him on finally he removed the last vestige hiding his assets and the women grew even more wildly, he got closer to them allowing them to touch him. Finally he got close enough to the birthday girl to give her the prezzie that he had for her. The women cheered her on as Ethan and the birthday girl was going at right there.
In the dungeon aspect of the place, Spike was torturing two lovely little blondes.
"C'mon ladies. You know how much I like to her you beg and scream. Do that for me my pretty pets. Make your master happy." He walked up behind one which was outstretched by chains from the ceiling and grasped at her breasts, squeezing them tightly, bringing his fingers to bear on her nipples, twisting and pulling them, rolling until she gave him what he wanted. He wandered downwards and felt the moistness of her cunt.
"Let us play! We'll be good!" Inside the cage were Drusilla and Darla.
"Now now. Everyone has their chance, but your turn hasn't come up yet." He walked up to the cage holding the key out to them just out of arms reach. Then just as quick he slaps it back in his pocket. "An' you see since I'm the one with the key, I get to decide when it is." He smiles quite evilly. His great great grand sire and sire where locked up and there for him. He continued torturing the two vampires by torturing the willing victims. He released one of the pretties, "I like you. You can be my favorite, but I want to see how well you want it." Hinting at other things.
She fell to her knees and she looked up at her handsome handler. "May I …" She thought better then to speak yet. This part of the game thrilled this bird.
"May you what??? Hmmm?? Taste my cock?" He lifted her chin up. "Is that what my sweets want? A little candy?" The answer was already in her eyes as a smile formed across her lips. "Right then, what you want I'll give ya." He unzipped out of his black denim jeans and allowed the woman before him to suck on it. But by doing this also brought a flock of women his way to get their hands on the handsome vampire. They were all around him, touching, grabbing, licking, and kissing….. "Ladies." His breath caught for a moment as all of him was taken at once. "LADIES. You can all have a chance!" He was enveloped by the mob.
Turning down other areas of the club, there is a huge wall in front of you. Leather members (why leather? That's what Ripper likes. What Ripper wants he gets end of that story) ones that have been valued members and have passed from this coil for one reason or another; such members… Jenny Calendar and Joyce Summers are two names that stick out in your head.
You wander further to more private sections…. Rooms to fulfill
desires. You pass one to find Buffy playing Dominatrix at this point
she is punishing Parker.
In another area you come across a temporal void (being careful not to
be sucked in as well) where you find Willow practicing wild magic, as
her untamed dog of an exboyfriend bit visciously at her. The spells'
casting protects her from any harm the nibbles would inflict.
Moving forward you find Cordy getting attention from both Wesley and
Xander. They serviced her from every aspect, giving their queen all
they had. You watch entranced with the scene before you and from
behind you can her a woman cry out Ripper's name. You move your gaze
there just in time to see Faith leaving.
"Girl, he's a fucking machine!" She walked by you scoping you out as
she leaves.
You have always wanted to meet Ripper in person. You enter the room,
to find the object of your hunt. The tables turn and the hunter
becomes the prey. He looks at you a fire burning in the forest green
eyes. He circles around you letting out a throaty growl, which is
ablaze inside of you. He stops just behind you and feel his hot
breath on your neck as he purrs, "You are wearing far too much." He
moves back in front of you and stares deep into your eyes as he grips
you from behind and presses you tight against his own toned body,
merging lips with yours, letting his tongue snake out and explore.
His hands roam your body giving feel, without realizing your skirt
has already hit the floor. Roaming down he kissed every inch of you
neck till him came across cloth, with two hands and a devil may care
look upon his face, he tore it in two, discarding the remains. Your
breasts exposed to his carnal gaze and he ravaged each, lavishing
proper attention to both. Your chest starts to heave as he further
excites you. Moving down, he touches nothing but let his breath run
over you, coming to your temple, he pulls upon the silken panties
with his teeth ripping them off.
He laid you down in between the soft and fluffy pillows that lined
the floor. He finally gazed upon the visage in front of him, bringing
the corners of his mouth up and once again he returned to your sweet
box, moving the nether lips apart, he dove in. His exhalations washed
over you, as his licked the outer part of you.
You arch your back in anticipation of what will come next; he worked
his oral instrument in and out of you, working you over. He knows you
are close and pulls from you.
"Ripper please!" You beg of him, "Don't tease!"
"Luv, there's more to come, lets save the best for last."
You crawl over cat like to wear he sat and shove him backwards to
proceed with your attack. You look at him as you take his testicles
into your mouth, rolling them pulling on the sac and then running
your tongue along the length of his penis to the juicy droplets
forming on top. Licking at his wonderful taste, his precum bathes
over you tongue, hitting your glands, you find you like his taste
tremendously. You work his rod up and down at a steady pace. He leans
up on one arm to watch you work, as your head bobs, thrilling him
every time, as you move differently, twisting around, applying
different pressures, changing the length of you took from time to
time. With each new movement you were greeted well with deep moans.
He pulls you off of him and pulls you towards him, fishing for your
tonsils.
Ripper tries to pull you down, but you refuse and remain on top. He
looks at you questionably, and gets his answer as you impale yourself
on him. You begin to ride him and he watches your tits bounce up and
down. Your walls surrounding his piece clenched around him and with
one swift move he had you on your back and began assaulting your lips
and breasts again, building the passions to a climax. You both
release your energies as you claw into his back from the pure bliss
you have received.
Though it may be a special day, you decide you don't need a reason to
come back here again.
END