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Title: “Alicia: The Insatiable Hotel vixen”

Alicia stumbled into the hotel lobby, her heels clicking against the marble floor. It was late, and the clerk barely glanced up from his newspaper as she approached the counter, a empty expression on his weathered face.

“Just the one night, love?”

That familiar British lilt, the one that had men dropping to their knees, came out in a purr. “Mmhmm. Can’t promise I won’t extend my stay though…” Her ruby lips curved into a wicked grin as she leaned forward, giving the old man an eyeful of cleavage.

He swallowed hard, color rising in his thin cheeks. “Of course, miss. Room 69, top floor overlooking the strip.”

Handing over the keycard, Alicia licked her lips. “Is that a sign or just your unique sense of humor?”

“Who’s to say? Enjoy your stay.” The clerk quickly looked away, clearly flustered.

Alicia sauntered towards the elevator, hips swaying to the beat of the jazz music playing softly. She hated clubbing, all that noise and heat, groping hands from strange men. No, she preferred to find her prey right here in this casino. Let them come to her, willingly offer up their lives to satisfy their urges. They had no idea what they were in for.

Bellboy Travis was the first to fall. He’d been looking at her like a starving dog looks at a steak since she checked in. As soon as he delivered her luggage, Alicia had him pinned to the door.

“Daddy, I’m feeling neglected,” she cooed, eyes glinting. Her tongue darted out to trace around his ear. He shuddered, hips bucking forward to meet hers. “A working girl like me needs some attention, you know?”

“Oh god, yesss…” the words came out in a tortured hiss. His hands fumbled with her skirt, shoving it up around her hips. Alicia helped him out of his pants, already stroking his cock.

She grinned up at him, wicked delight in those emerald eyes. “Well, are you going to give it to me, daddy? Or do I need to find someone else to play with me?”

Travis couldn’t take his eyes off her, this goddess that had come down from the heavens to ruin him. “Please…” He struggled to remember what he was supposed to say, duties and rules forgotten. All he knew was that he needed to make this perfect stranger cum harder than she ever had before.

Alicia turned around, bending over the arm of the chair. Her strap-on bobbed between her legs, and she looked back at him with a raised eyebrow. “Well getting dressed again for nothing then.”

He scrambled to mount her. The dick was uncomfortably large, but he pressed forward until it stretched him open. His ass burned and he bit back a scream. Alicia hummed in satisfaction and began thrusting.

“Good boy, take it.” Her pale hand reached down to stroke his cock in time with each movement. “Gonna ruin this tight little hole.”

Travis whined, digging his nails into her hips. The pain was delicious, the pleasure building so fast he thought he might faint. He’d never been fucked like this before and now he was openly sobbing as the woman pounded into him harder, faster.

When she came, she did so with a joyous cry. Her nail cut into the small of his back, drawing blood. The pain mixed with the pressure scored into his overworked ass and threw Travis over the edge.

He came with violent spurts, the force sending him staggering back as a gush of wetness sprayed across his stomach and the floor. Alicia licked her lips, admiring her handiwork.

“Mm, tasty. Such a good daddy boy.” She gave his softening cock an affectionate pat before straightening her skirt. “I think you’ve earned a nice tip.”

The bellboy fell to his knees, overwhelmed by the sensations running riot through his body. Alicia pressed a fifty into his hand, smirking down at him. “Next time, be ready to blow without an assist from me. Mic gentle is a requirement for Daddy’s little fucktoy.”

She blew him a kiss and sauntered into her room, already casting about for her next toy. Somewhere in this hotel, her new favorite prey was wandering lonely and horny, waiting for her to take over his life. Alicia grinned. The night was still young.

Later, Alicia lay naked, pinning down her latest catch to the bed. He was so far gone already, she barely had to touch him. “Mm, look how pretty you are,” she cooed down at him. “Such a good boy for your Onna-sama.”

The man whimpered, hips bucking up, seeking more of her fingers. “Please, irasshafte…”

She laughed and smacked his ass. “Ah ah, you know the rules. One Edo come for every English come.” He groaned loudly and Alicia’s grin widened. “Such an obedient boy. I’ll reward you well, baby.”

She mounted him in a swift motion, drowning out his scream of pleasure with a deep, hungry kiss. The man lost himself in the feeling of her riding him into the mattress, so hard and fast it left bruises.

“There’s a good boy,” she gasped out, nails digging into his shoulders. “Gonna fuck your brains out, ruin you until all you can do is obey.”

Her hand snapped out to collar around his throat, squeezing. The pressure built and built until sparkling blackness crowded his vision, lips moving to the rhythm of her name on his lips.

ecstasy and fear mixed heady in his blood. He knew he could die like this and it would be worth it, her Queen and God above. “Onna-sama!” he screamed, back bowing off the bed as he came harder than he ever had.

Alicia laughed breathlessly, riding out her own high, cock buried in his throat. Slowly she slid off his limp form, tracing bleeding red lines down his heaving sides. The man twitched, chest rising and falling in shallow gusts.

“Such a good darling, my pet. I think that deserves some ice cream.” She pulled her spell book from the bedside table and flipped to the book marked “Reserve”. Humming cheerfully, Alicia wrote two more names and waited. By morning, she’d have another two adoring worshippers to play with and mold as she saw fit.

The night was far from over.par