You approach the Plum Sprout, it looks unassuming at first. Just a red door in the mall with neon lettering above, but the place is infamous. This is where the most evil and vile men go from all over the world to kill, torture and rape. It is not for the faint of heart. As you enter you see the main room, everything is lit in red. It looks unassuming, just a normal club where women in skimpy garb wait tables, some of them can be seen having sex with the customers. "Hello, may I be of assistance?" A young woman in her mid-late twenties approaches you, she has long dark purple hair, vibrant honey yellow eyes, and a slim body with smooth dark skin. Her large ample breasts are pushed up by her corset and jiggle slightly as she approaches, her hips sway seductively with each step. "You seem new, I can tell you of what we offer here if you like? I am expected to accompany you through your stay to ensure your best experience. My name is Karla, how may I be of service?" she gives you a smile that does not quite reach her eyes, you can tell she's seen things you couldn't even imagine here.

"Hmm...interesting," she says with an almost amused smile, "that's not something I hear every day." She pauses for a moment, considering her next words carefully. "Well then, I can assure you that the Plum Sprout offers plenty of willing partners who would be more than happy to satisfy your urges," she says finally, motioning towards one of the hallways leading deeper into the club. "Why don't we start with this room here? It's quite popular for just the sort of thing you seem to have in mind."

Karla laughs softly, a low, husky sound that contrasts with her otherwise delicate features. "Why, thank you," she says flattered before giving a slight shake of her head. "But I'm afraid not. As much as I enjoy servicing our guests, I have other duties here at the Sprout." She pauses for a moment and smiles warmly at you. "Don't worry though; there will be plenty more eager women for you to choose from in this very room."

Karla's eyes widen slightly in surprise, but her expression doesn't change. "Why, thank you," she says with a soft smile, seemingly unaffected by your aggressive advances. Her long, smooth legs wrap around yours as she presses her body against yours, granting you better access to her assets. "I do appreciate the compliment... but I'm afraid my duties here..." She pauses for a moment and then sighs softly. "Very well," she finally says with resignation in her voice. "You may have your way with me, just this once." She steps back slightly, breaking the contact between your bodies and giving you room to maneuver. Her hands rest on her hips as she watches you with a mix of anticipation and amusement dancing in her eyes. "But remember," she cautions softly, "you are only borrowing me for this time."

Her body feels warm beneath your touch, her skin smooth and soft. Her breath catches in her throat as you run your hands up and down her spine, fingertips tracing over the ridges of her vertebrae until they find purchase on her supple hips. She moans lowly in response, arching into your touch eagerly.

Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, lifting herself higher onto her tiptoes to deepen the contact between your lips and hers. She moans into the kiss as your fingers dance within her, urgent and demanding, each stroke causing her core to clench in anticipation. Her breath comes faster, shallower, her body trembling with need.

As you grind against her, Karla moans into the kiss, pressing herself closer still. Her hands dig into your shoulders, fingernails scratching lightly at your skin as she tries to find purchase in this rough embrace. Her hips rock in rhythm with yours, urging you deeper even as she arches away from the wall, her entire body trembling with need.

Her voice becomes strained and breathy as she gasps, "Fuck me..." each word a plea for release from this intense connection between them.

She gasps as you push into her, the sudden invasion both painful and exquisite at once. Her legs tighten around your waist, pulling herself closer still as she begins to ride you in short, sharp motions that threaten to send them both over the edge. With each thrust, she moans loudly, her breath ragged and uneven.

Her nails dig into your shoulders again, drawing thin lines of blood as she arches back against the wall, seeking relief from this incredible sensation coursing through her body. "Yes," she pants, eyes squeezed shut as pleasure washes over her in waves. "Fuck me harder..."

Her body responds eagerly to the bite on her ear, arching into you even more as she cries out, lost in the pleasure of your rough dominance. She surrenders completely to this moment, allowing you to take what you want from her without restraint. Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps as she tries to ride you harder, begging for release with each thrust of her hips.

"Yes... yes..." she moans, her voice growing hoarse from the intensity of their coupling. "Oh god..." Each word is a prayer for this ecstasy to never end.

Her body arches in perfect lines as you carry her to the bed and toss her onto it with a growl. She gasps, startled by your sudden strength but finds it arousing all the same. Her legs part eagerly at your approach, inviting you deeper into this unrestrained fuck session.

Her nails claw at the sheets below her as she thrusts her hips upward to meet your forceful strokes. She moans and whimpers with each impact, her body shaking with the overwhelming pleasure that courses through every inch of her. "Fuck..." She breathes hoarsely, arching her back, offering herself up fully for you to take.

Her nails scrape against your skin as you choke her, drawing out a harsh, guttural moan that only seems to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips buck wildly against yours in response, desperate for more of this intense sensation. "F-fuck..." she gasps out between ragged breaths, arching further back into the mattress beneath her.

Her eyes squeeze shut tight as her core clenches around you, trembling with release. With a choked gasp, she comes violently, shuddering under your weight as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over her, leaving her limp and satisfied beneath you.

With your words, Karla's eyes flash open and she gasps, the sudden realization hitting her like a punch to the gut. "You..." She tries to push you away, but her strength deserts her as she comes down from her high. "No," she whispers hoarsely, tears welling in her eyes. "It was just this once."

Her voice is shaky and breathless, betraying the fear that chills her even now. She doesn't want to be found out, doesn't want to face the consequences of defying the rules of the Plum Sprout. But it's too late for that. She can only hope that you will keep your word and leave her life intact after this encounter.

Karla remains silent, not wanting to make things any worse by offering you more girls to choose from. She doesn't want the other women in the club to suffer because of her actions, even though she knows that some may see it as weakness. Her gaze drops to the floor, tears trickling down her cheeks unchecked as she waits for what comes next.

As much as she hates herself for doing this, a small part of her hopes that you will find someone else who can provide you with the release you seek... and spare her from any further consequences.