Fantasías de una hedonista

The Jonas economic fraud cause was my main article this year. I’ve been stucked in the same office for more than 2 years and my journalist career needed a push. This article was going to be my battle horse. At least till that night… I was supposed to met a reliable source in an old fashioned bar downtown. “The Crabby” a bar visited by sailors and their kind on the night just for getting drunk, get a hooker or beat the crap of each other. I sat on the bar table wearing a black long coat and black shoes as I was asked. In my head a delicate black hat with a white feather. I ordered a cup of whisky and waited for my source to arrive. For I’ve know he should be a black man, average size with really big arms and a scar on the right cheek. It was quite bigger than I Imagined. His face was serious when he sat next to me. “Give me a very dirty one for me and another one for my lady here” He shut to the bartender who actually was listening to us despite I thought his atte

It was the fourth day on Buenos Aires vacation. I was having dinner on an old Bodegon in San Telmo. I order an expensive wine and a slice of cooked meat. It was a warm night and I dress nicely for the occasion. I bought a white and black dress that fits my body and end a little upon my knees. After the second cup of wine I could start feeling the glances of the guys in the place but I didn’t care, I was checking out the waiter since I get in that place. He wasn’t cute. His skin was brown and he was a little fat, his shirts button were really having a bad time there. Luckily for him his pants were tight too, letting everyone knows that he had something really big beneath them. It was dessert time so I called him to my table. I take my time choosing from the menu taking small peeps to his crotch and bulge. I knew he was looking at my cleavage. “I have special dessert for tourist like you” He glance at my eyes with a grin. I blush a bit and take a peep to his bulge. He twitches it

The stranger and the prison. Captured and kept in the dark in locked cage with and strange partner.   I don't remember anything before this. It's like a dream, a nightmare. Only this dark tunnel. A few lights from the roof every ten meters. It feels like an eternity since I'm being pushed by my captors with my handcuffs in the back. Suddenly, a small room made of bars. "It's your new home" I heard in a grave and distateful voice from one of the mans that hold my shoulder. He's not really big, seems old and weak, I feel like I could take him down and then go for his partner. I think I might have said it outloud cause suddenly he grabs the back of my head and point me with a gun. My shirt tears apart with a hard pull from his partner hand. "Fuck you" I'm sure this time I said it outloud. My reward was getting my clothes ripped apart and a hard kick in my ass, as they put me inside the cage. I lay down on the cold and dirty floor for a m