A Long, Dark Road
Copyright© 2020 by Dark1
Chapter 3
Thriller Sex Story: Chapter 3 - A young, spoiled girl with an adventurous streak finds her way into the dark, seedy underworld of 19th century New Orleans. She comes across a life changing encounter with a strange man
Caution: This Thriller Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/ft Coercion Vampires Rough Prostitution
July 1979
The evening summer heat would have bothered a normal person, but Liz was more annoyed than anything else. She wasn’t used to waiting for anything but the line she was standing in was wrapped almost around the block.
“I heard that Elton John is going to be here tonight.” Liz heard a person standing behind her say.
“I heard that Michael Jackson is here.” Liz heard another reply.
In any other place, the see through mesh top that Liz wore would seem scandalous. But here, it was almost boring. For that, Liz was hopeful.
The last several decades had been rather tame, though the 60s had provided a bit of fun. She had discovered that drugs didn’t really affect her like they did to humans, though the free flowing sex had provided some amusement. Legends about this club had spread across the nation and Liz had decided that she had to see for herself what the fuss was about.
As the line slowly crept forward, Liz noticed a man walking towards her. He seemed to be scanning the crowd as if looking for something, or someone. His eyes turned towards her and he stopped.
“You. Come here.” He said firmly. Normally the tone of his voice would have set Liz on edge, but she was in a new place and time. Liz ducked under the rope and approached the main.
Boos went up from the line as Liz followed the man to the front of the line. Another large man stood in front of the door and gave Liz a nod.
“Go on in. Redheads are hot right now.” The first man said, pushing Liz forward a little.
Liz looked up at the large sign before ducking inside.
This was Studio 54.
The club was a sensory overload. Loud music blared and the smell of smoke, sex and sweat filled her nose. Liz pushed her way though the crowd, looking for something to amuse herself. There were lots of people dancing, but just as many people drinking or socializing. This was a place to see and be seen, Liz realized. She wasn’t an attention seeking girl and immediately wondered if she’d made a mistake.
Liz spent an hour wandering through the crowd, trying to decide if this was a place for some fun or not. It would have been easy pickings to grab a snack for the night, but there wasn’t anyone that was particularly grabbing her interest. As she began to walk towards the door, Liz spied a tall shirtless man in a leather vest and hat, chatting with a woman. This wasn’t an uncommon thing, given that blasted song that had been released recently. This man, however, had a presence that Liz immediately picked up on. She paused and as she studied the man, he turned towards her. Their eyes locked for a moment and a smile spread across his face.