Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-33426474-20171120222006/@comment-31336039-20171203172228

Stuck, you have no choice but to accept. Of course, the bastard had left his home, leaving no clue of where he would go.But knowing who to ask, and in exchanges of a considerable amount of cash, you managed to gather enough information to track him to a certain sulfurous part of the city.

This area was well known for its many brothels and disappearances of customers ... Braving the risk, you advance one behind the other taking care not to meet the eyes of the inhabitants. If by any chance you come to interress one of them, you will never come out of here. Many proposals were sent to you as you progressed towards the building where your last hope seemed to have found refuge.

The building, strictly speaking, did not pay off from the outside. And inside, many fiendish kind of hostesses, occupied the customers.Making you as discreet as possible, you start looking for the man holding the key of your freedom. But you do not see him anywhere.

However, a succubus approached with a seductive smile, asking if you are looking for some company tonight. You apologize politely, explaining that you have an appointment with your friend but he seems to be late. Giving a quick description of the man.

Disappointed, the succubus immediately disinterred from you. Not even trying to listen to you. Noticing your brother's interest, she approached him, revealing all her charm. Being more experienced than you with women, your brother managed to abord the subject between two jokes and proposal for some drinks. Apparently he would be in one of the upstairs rooms. Your brother thanked her and promised to come back ASAP to continue their conversation. Which earned him a giggle hiding a  wandering hand inside his clothes.

Full of hope, you locate the stairs and start climbing them while your brother is following you, his face as red as a tomato.You also notice the looks of the hostesses staring at you with their red eyes, as you disappeared upstairs.

Curiously, very few doors were closed, letting moans escape into the hallway. Cautious, you take quick glances in each room, surprising couples in gymnastic exercices. To finally recognize one of the men as the one you were looking for.

However, any hope of reasoning with him vanishes when you find him under the intensive care of a succubus. Certainly, there is not a single known man who is able to escape the hold of one of those fiend. You try to catch his attention, talking to him about your situation. Begging him to go back to the devil. But the only answer you get is the couple's simultaneous injunction to get out of the room.

Desperate, you leave the room before you collapse against the wall. Cursing your temerity, for betting your life on dice, for so little gain. After a few moments, you raise your head, looking for your brother. But he was no longer there. Maybe he was back to convince the man? But the couple was alone in the room, still in full exercise but in a different position.Not having the time to be impressed by their vigor and stamina, you returned to the bar in search of your brother. But he was nowhere.

Thinking that you have been abandoned and not feeling the courage to come out on the street for the moment. You take a stool and wait for the person taking care of you to notice. An imp whith silver hair asked you warmly what you would like, hinting that she was part of the consumptions available. You coldly announce your drink to the great displeasure of the bartender, who announced the prize before serving you and returning to the back shop where suspicious activities seemed to be taking place.

As you quietly sipped your drink, someone took the stool next to you. Having other problems to deal with, you fix the wall with your cold gaze, thinking about how you could escape this situation. To flee the city by giving up your house, your friends and your job? To start all over again? Okay, but where? Can she chase you? What to do if she catch up?

As the worst-case scenario unfolded in your head, the customer's nails next to you were hitting at the counter on a regular basis. Which was starting to annoy you, so you turn around to speak when your blood freeze. In front of you, the devil was smiling devilishly at you. An arm on the counter, quietly tasting peanuts. Bringing them one by one to her mouth in the most alluring way imaginable.

"So..., did you succeed on your attempt to get my husband back?" she ask innocently whith a knowing look in her eyes.

Your mind raced at full speed, searching for a way out. But you were interrupted by the devil, who put a finger on your lips.

"No need to lie, I know he will not come back. Your brother has already given up and is deepening his relationship with my friend." she added with a smile, like a cat having fun with a mouse before swallowing it.

"How?" you manage to articulate.

"Yes, it seems he's already gone to serious things."

"You have tric..."

"Shhh! Darling, they have come closer naturally." she cut you in your sentence. "Remember, she came to talk to you earlier ..."

You are afraid of understanding what she has just told you. By placing the pieces of the puzzle in place. An uncomfortable truth was coming into your mind. The jaws of a trap closed on you.

"Are you ready for our first night darling?" she add, murmuring in your hear.