Crystianna Dancing Dolls Novels & Stories

She looked at his face, and he looked young, around Ramos's age and by his scent, she could guess that he was either an Alpha or a powerful beta, but her heart was not ready to give her hand to anyone for a dance so she gave him a small smile and politely rejected him, "I'm sorry, but I am really not good at it. Thank you so much for asking me." Just like that guy, a few more single males came to invite her to the dance, but Crystal rejected them as well. It's not like she can't dance well, but she doesn't want to dance with any of them. She was just waiting for Ramos, who was nowhere to be seen. While Clara sneered after seeing Crystal rejecting the boys for a dance. "Looks like our lowly b

Amber could remember many drunken bar counter dances from her own life. She and Ebony made their way through the waves of bodies smelling of liquor, boob sweat, and hormones. They relieved fellow Goddesses’ Katia and Nadia from their posts. Katia had moved from the silk to her hoops suspended from the ceiling, and Nadia had been doing her juggling routine, though marks watched the way her huge bare breasts jiggled rather than the balls in her hands.

one of the women commented, already moving away and walking towards the bar. - "And I want to dance" Daliah said, walking to the center of the dance floor while moving her hips in a smooth way. Lora and another girl, Anna, followed. Lora's dress was simple, but on her body it had become an invitation to sin. No details, just the gray fabric juxtaposed to the body, hugging each of its curves. The woman wasn't tall, she was average with her killer heels, of course, in red. The lipstick also matched the color of her hair. The wires were tied, exposing her neck and a thin necklace.

He had chosen his two offerings carefully. Isabela, 29, a fiery local Carnival dancer with golden-brown skin, long dark curls, and a body built for sin — full, heavy breasts, narrow waist, and a round, juicy ass. And Camila, 24, her younger cousin — petite, smooth-skinned, with perky breasts and a tight, innocent-looking body that hid a very dirty mind.

"Just, Fuck." Jenna graciously scheduled Cassie's dance to take place after everyone else had a go. Jenna herself got up and danced several sets, blowing the audience away with her unrivaled beauty and scandalous dancing. She rocked the pole like a goddess, but only stripped down to her bra and panties, leaving something for the imagination. The men in the audience heckled her, fighting each other off for the chance to empty their wallets into her lacy G-string. Jenna knew exactly how to ride the fine line between floozy and elegant, and her skills rivaled those of her hired dancers.

Between the two of us, our salaries were barely enough to keep up. Thinking about all that, I hesitated. If it was really just with the mouth… I instantly decided. "Fine, but absolutely nothing beyond that." Daniel embraced me excitedly. "Thank you, baby. Once I get promoted, I'll properly satisfy you." To make the act more convincing, he even ordered a costume online. My figure was already well-shaped, and my skin carefully maintained, smooth and soft. When I put it on, it fit me perfectly. Even he could not help but praise me, "You look much better than those dolls."

As the light music sounded, the cage on the far left was opened. A plump and sexy stunner officially appeared in front of people. Her hands were shackled, her eyebrows lowered, she waited for the people at the scene to sell. The auctioneer began to introduce the girl's age and specialties. " The girl's name is Crystal, 19 years old, no wolf, docile temperament, soft body, good at role-play. Starting at $ 1000." With the hammer struck, the audience below began to bid.

Celeste’s sing-song voice rang out as she bounded into the room in her sparkly pink socks. Cassian looked smug. “Daddy found the missing node.” Celeste narrowed her eyes at Cedric. “Impressive. But can you do this?” She twirled in place, threw out her arms dramatically, and struck a flamboyant pose. “It’s my dance routine for serious people. Only serious people can learn it.”

When music rang out, Christian Maddox took Jessica to dance. Before they barely spent time running in, their dance steps had become harmonious. She spun as his hand moved, making a smooth arc. Jessica had been learning to dance since she was young, so her dance movements were quite relaxed like a light butterfly flapping its thin wings. Christian was as noble as a king, and Jessica was like a favored elf in the broad arms of the king. The audience were all attracted by their dance, and even Cain Smith had to admit that his daughter-in-law-to-be was very suitable for this audition.