Petra Dobrev

Indie RP Account for Petra Dobrev of the Luther Strode series

[backdoorkindagirl]

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“Unless you’d like to suck my dildo and have me fuck you up the ass here, pet.”

She stood and walked to the bed, spreading her legs for her. “Whatever you wish, mistress...”

[backdoorkindagirl]

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At the comment, Luci reached over and smacked Petra’s breast hard enough to leave a mark. “Don’t presume to tell me what to do, pet. Got it?”

She moaned a little. “Yes, mistress... are we going to your bed? I’ll do whatever you say...”

[backdoorkindagirl]

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“Have you seen my fans? Not too long ago.” Luci returned, smirking as she took the bill, doing a line quickly, shaking her head with a grin as the high kicked in, passing it over to Petra.

She mirrored Luci’s actions, the high getting to her faster than expected. “Now c’mere...” She was already removing her bra and panties, leaving her exposed.

[backdoorkindagirl]

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“Mmm, it’s really been a while, hasn’t it?” Luci laughed, pulling away, laying back on the bed, watching Petra.

“At least a year.” She pulled away from the table, handing Luci the bill. “Mistress?” Her smile turned flirtatious. “And when was the last time you had sex with a girl with her business pierced?”

[backdoorkindagirl]

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“Go ahead.” She shrugged, waving the girl off before setting up a strap on with a nice sized dildo, walking back towards the bed behind Petra, wrapping her arms around the girl’s waist, one hand moving to cup her breast, massaging it firmly.

She moaned slightly at her touches, finding it harder to measure the lines with the card. “Maybe not while I’m measuring, mistress?”

[backdoorkindagirl]

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“Good girl. Go make some lines while I get ready, then we can have some fun.”

“Sure. You mind if I use your card and bills, though?” It didn’t take her long to start with them, though.

[backdoorkindagirl]

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“All you have to do is be submissive, and you’ll have all the fun you need.” Luci mused, swiping her key to open the door to her hotel room, undressing the second she passed through the door.

“Yes, mistress,” she whispered, starting to undress slowly. 

[backdoorkindagirl]

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“The ones where I’m on top weren’t.” She smirked, winking at Petra again, hands swaying by her sides gently as she walked.

She followed her, waiting for her to open the door. “Sorry... it’s been a little while since I did anything...”

[backdoorkindagirl]

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Luci smirked, leaning in a bit closer to whisper in Petra’s ear, “While you’re at it, no harm in us tasting the forbidden fruit, hm?” She suggested, smirking before walking off towards her hotel room, not even looking to see if Petra was following.

She followed after her, practically running to catch up. “So... I was wondering. Those pictures of you and Sekhmet... they weren’t, y’know... shopped, right?”

[backdoorkindagirl]

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“I’d say bless your soul but that’s not my job.” Luci winked, walking up to Petra, “How about you and I go somewhere more private and have a little fun with that, hm?” She offered, smirking down at Petra.

Her cheeks tinted red. “Well... usually I save using for special occasions... my dad’d literally kill me if I take too much of his stash. But I’ve just met a literal goddess. Who am I to say no?”

[backdoorkindagirl]

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“Smart girl.” Luci mused, smirking playfully at the girl, placing a cigarette between he lips, lighting it with a snap of her fingers. “Don’t suppose you’ve got anything harder on you?” She asked, looking into her eyes.

She grinned. “My dad’s one of the biggest bosses this side’a the Atlantic. Whaddya think?” She reached into her bag, pulling out a smaller plastic bag of white powder. “Name’s Petra, by the way.”

[backdoorkindagirl]

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“If she were going to be here, you wouldn’t be.” Luci returned, looking down at her, “Punk rock, I’m guessing? Probably more into Baal or her little fucktoy.” She added, spitting out the last words as if they were acid on her tongue- which they may as well have been. “Unless you’re one of those fan girls who follow all of us because it’s the latest fad.”

“Ah... taste varies. Except for Baal. A little too full of himself for my liking. Same with Tara. I went to Europe before Baphomet was around, but her music is closer to my taste. Or yours. Anyway, my mom was a Bowie fan, so you were the first I got into.”

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“You got a fuckin’ problem with that?” She asked, brow perked.

[backdoorkindagirl]

“N-not at all! This is more the place... she would show up.” That ‘she’ being Morrigan. Petra had experienced enough weird shit to know better than to tempt fate. “And in America, too... I saw you once in London. Most of the Pantheon, actually. My dad had some... business partners in from Moscow so he sent me to Europe.”

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“I’m not. Ameterasu is. She enjoys having me around.” She shrugged, rolling her eyes.

[backdoorkindagirl]

“And you decided to stop by this shitty club instead of the one ten minutes away?”

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Luci smirked in response, arms crossed over her chest, “Congrats. Want a finger fuck as a reward for knowing who I am? Or do you actually have a reason for bothering me?”

[backdoorkindagirl]

“I've just... always been a fan. And you're not on tour here.”

[backdoorkindagirl]

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Holy, shit. You're. I mean, obviously you're Luci. You know your name.”

[hiredhood]

“Vincent Van Gogh fuck yourself.” -backdoorkindagirl

“Really?”

[hiredhood]

“No, no it wasn’t you should be ashamed because you thought it was.”

[backdoorkindagirl]

“What do you know about humor?”