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    All the Fallen *~*~ Chapter 13 *~* Should Be

    All the Fallen *~*~ Chapter 13 *~* Should Be
     

     

    Dana was sitting at the LNF, staring at the bottle in front of her.  The golden liquid so inviting, it was inviting her to lose herself and forget that she was in so deep that she was drowning in her own life.  She finally got the nerve to pour herself the shot and then she stared at it some more.

     

    “Might this girl help you, m’Lady?”  Asked a small voice from her feet. Dana’s dark hazel eyes went wide.  She turned slowly, then looked down to her feet.  Dana took in a sharp breath and turned just as slowly to her drink. 

     

    She didn’t say a word, nothing could be said to seeing a naked submissive at her feet.  It was just beyond her scope of words.

     

    Dana downed the drink, then making a face as she finally tasted it.  She stuck her tongue out in a mask of comedy.

     

    “Oh fuck.”  Dana said as the liquid burned its way down her throat, her eyes bugged out as she coughed.

     

    “I think you should start with something less poisonous than that.”  Jo said as she sat down next to Dana, and Dana gave her a cold stare.  Jo shrugged, snapping her fingers to the young sub at her feet.  A gorgeous young man with his manhood trussed up in a manner that looked overly painful.

     

    He stood and moved to the bar, his dark eyes begging for Jo to tell him what she wanted to drink.  A cold smile spread over her face, and he whimpered.  Dana watched in rapt attention as Jo seemed to be doing something to him without having said a word.  His whole body looked like it was on a live wire, muscles tensing.

     

    “Guess.”  Jo instructed and he whimpered again, her reputation preceding her.  He finally settled on a rum and coke and served it to her, without ice.  He paled as she touched the glass.

     

    “Merde.  Go before I punish you for being such a mind reader.”  Jo grumbled and she ran her finger around the rim of the glass.  She watched a single drop of moisture dripped down the glass in a slow roll.

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