Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170119003310

"Okay, how about your desk? Tee hee hee..."

She bends way forward, her boobs smooshing nicely on the polished mahogany. She takes a rag and begins wiping it down.

"This desk is soooooo dirty, I can almost write my name on it with my-"

"EMILY!!"

The Devil squeals in fright and leaps back. On the other end of the room is Cyndwella, her arms folded, looking as if her bad mood has just gotten worse.

"What did I tell you about finding me away from the brothel?" Cyndwella says through gritted teeth.

"I-I-I j-j-just wanted to f-finish my duties, m-m-mistress! I -"

"Horseshit. I saw your envelope.  You used that as an excuse to get into this house and get close to me.  And your NAME is not HEX.  It's EMILY.  Don't go around using that stage name bullshit here!  I should go to your madame and tell her you've been trying to turn tricks on the side with your clientele!"

Emily, previously "Hex," begins sweating profusely and trembling. "P-p-please, mistress!" She squeaks in terror. "D-Don't get me fired! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"