Post by Addison Stockton on Aug 31, 2023 3:45:50 GMT
I sat under my umbrella on the beach. The summer may be winding down but us real bad bitches we're still frequenting the sun and sand. I soaked up the sun's rays as a little girl approached me. She smiled and waved. I lowered my Oakley sunglasses a bit, peering over the top. "Can I help you?"
The girl, no older than five, smiled and said "You're very pretty."
Before I could say anything else the girls mother snatched her up and carried her away. She was saying something about not talking to strangers. I smiled as I spoke. "Did someone at Cult say something about a threesome? Oh, I am sorry I got excited. You see whether it is the bedroom or the wrestling ring, I get excited when more people are invited. Adrienne Beaufort and Martin Flashbang are just lucky to be in the ring with me."
I removed my glasses and began talking again. "Let's me speak first on the man, or boy, who sounds like he got his name from a simple piece of weaponry from Call of Duty. Mr. Flashbang isn't ready for this gang bang. He isn't ready for the hands of two beautiful women to be all over him, stretching him like he has never been stretched before. Martin, sweetheart, go back to being a member of the Best Buy geek squad. This business, especially within the walls of CULT are not a safe space for people like you. This place is full of blood and guts and people like you just can't hang. I will gladly end your run in this magical place before it gets started."
I sat up as I threw my hair behind my head. I spoke more matter of factly and straight to the point. "That brings me to miss pourquois herself, Adrienne Beaufort. Miss Beaufort, you are beautiful and a real nice piece of ass. You don't, however, seem to fit the mold of someone who should be in Cult. Serenity Holmes, Lissie Hope, Alice Gemini. These are the beautiful women who define Cult. They are refined yet will tear your fucking head off if given half a chance. I don't think you have a mean streak in you, Adrienne, and that my dear, will be your downfall. You are just too nice. I am going to put you away on Cult TV and I am, then, going to extend my hand to help you. Under my guidance you will be a star one day. Unfortunately your days of recognition and glory are not going to begin with a win over me.
You and Flashbang are about to experience Brutality and sensuality and how both are a lost art. Prepare yourself for loss. Grieve all you want, then come see me."
I wouldn't admit it verbally but my Cult career hadn't began like I had hoped but now was as good as any to get the ball rolling. I wanted the world to remember Addison Stockton and soon they would. It all began with Beaufort and Flashbang as I attempted to rise back up to stardom.
The girl, no older than five, smiled and said "You're very pretty."
Before I could say anything else the girls mother snatched her up and carried her away. She was saying something about not talking to strangers. I smiled as I spoke. "Did someone at Cult say something about a threesome? Oh, I am sorry I got excited. You see whether it is the bedroom or the wrestling ring, I get excited when more people are invited. Adrienne Beaufort and Martin Flashbang are just lucky to be in the ring with me."
I removed my glasses and began talking again. "Let's me speak first on the man, or boy, who sounds like he got his name from a simple piece of weaponry from Call of Duty. Mr. Flashbang isn't ready for this gang bang. He isn't ready for the hands of two beautiful women to be all over him, stretching him like he has never been stretched before. Martin, sweetheart, go back to being a member of the Best Buy geek squad. This business, especially within the walls of CULT are not a safe space for people like you. This place is full of blood and guts and people like you just can't hang. I will gladly end your run in this magical place before it gets started."
I sat up as I threw my hair behind my head. I spoke more matter of factly and straight to the point. "That brings me to miss pourquois herself, Adrienne Beaufort. Miss Beaufort, you are beautiful and a real nice piece of ass. You don't, however, seem to fit the mold of someone who should be in Cult. Serenity Holmes, Lissie Hope, Alice Gemini. These are the beautiful women who define Cult. They are refined yet will tear your fucking head off if given half a chance. I don't think you have a mean streak in you, Adrienne, and that my dear, will be your downfall. You are just too nice. I am going to put you away on Cult TV and I am, then, going to extend my hand to help you. Under my guidance you will be a star one day. Unfortunately your days of recognition and glory are not going to begin with a win over me.
You and Flashbang are about to experience Brutality and sensuality and how both are a lost art. Prepare yourself for loss. Grieve all you want, then come see me."
I wouldn't admit it verbally but my Cult career hadn't began like I had hoped but now was as good as any to get the ball rolling. I wanted the world to remember Addison Stockton and soon they would. It all began with Beaufort and Flashbang as I attempted to rise back up to stardom.
