I know I know I know that Violet & Smoke are the ones I understand but hear me out…
What would initiation be like with Smoke? 👀
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Listen…
Smoke don’t waste time with long looks or slow walks around the room when it comes to initiations. This is a strict man, okay?
So let’s strip away the Smoke that’s with our girl Violet and focus on Big Daddy Smoke that’s running The Blackline just the same as his brother but with a firmer hand. No theatrics. No games. All “you gon’ do as you told.” And “let me remind you.” Energy.
He’ll do it in a private room that he prefers to do initiations. Where Stack likes to have all the lights on and a dirty blues record on the gramophone, Smoke wants it quiet. Natural. He’s big on sensory in terms of the only noise, the only sounds…will be your moans. Your whimpers. Your cries. Your begging. His hand striking that ass. Your ass clapping off his hips. Your gags. All that. And it will be dark, okay? With a tiniest, slither of light. Maybe a single lamp or wall sconce lit. Maybe a candle. Smoke craves shadows. Stack craves mirrors.
Imagine he’s sitting in a high-backed chair. Maybe there is a bed. Maybe a chaise. Maybe a desk.
Smoke has his gloves on. Sleeves rolled to his elbows. Sometimes he still has his coat and hat still on.
He tells the new girl to close the door and get undressed without any extra words. Once she’s bare he points to the floor in front of him. She drops to her knees while he unbuttons just enough to pull his heavy dick out. And that dick is thick, veined, long, and weeping at the tip. Stiff as hell and menacing from the root to the fat head.
Smoke don’t ask questions. He already got the answers he need from either Stack or one of the top girls: Cordelia mainly. He just grips the back of her neck, her hitched breathing or whimpers fueling his power. Then, he feeds that dick in her mouth, pushing steady until her lips stretch wide around the girth and her throat starts working to take more.
He will hold her there. Let her gag and drool down his shaft while he watches with those heavy eyes. When she pulls back for air he shoves forward again, using her mouth like he’s testing how much she can handle before he decides she’s worth keeping. Spit runs down her chin onto his trousers but Smoke don’t care.
He only speaks once, low and flat “breath through your nose. You gon’ need to.”
If she manages to keep going without tapping out? He stands, picks her up, turns her around, and bends her over whatever surface is there with one strong hand between her shoulder blades to get her arch where he want it. He’ll kick her feet apart if she’s standing.
Smoke eats it or fingers it from the back. Almost always. And it’s filthy and feels so fucking good it has you dizzy. At least he’s considerable enough to make sure you’re nice and wet. But that’s never a problem because Smoke can get you wet from a look alone he ain’t gotta try.
Smoke gon’ line that broad head up to her entrance, and push in without warning or slow work-up. You come to The Blackline to sell pussy? You gon’ find out quick ain’t none of that “daddy it’s too much.” The stretch makes her cry out but he keeps pressing forward, one hand clamped on her hip, the other fisted in her hair to keep her pinned. Every inch sinks deeper and deeper until his heavy balls press against her and she’s shaking from the fullness.
Smoke would fuck her in hard, measured strokes. No teasing, no stopping to let her adjust. His grip stays tight, fingers digging into soft flesh as he drives in again and again, the desk or chaise or bed creaking under them.
Once Smoke can get that dick in and out with a glide he ain’t giving you any room to breathe.
When her legs start to give her wraps an around her waist or grips her shoulders to arch her more, still pounding deep while he talks quiet.
“This what you signed up for. You take it or leave.”
Smoke don’t fuck raw unless you’re a favorite. And most girls wish he would just take it off and fill them up so they can walk out with him leaking down their thighs.
He won’t pull out after he makes her cum. He’ll stay cock-warmed until he’s satisfied to see how good she grip and then he’ll let her go. She stays bent over catching her breath while he tucks himself away and lights a cigarette.
Before she can stand he delivers two sharp slaps to her ass quick and heavy leaving a bruise. Then he tells her to get dressed and get on the floor. No praise, no long rules speech. Just the understanding that she’s been claimed and he expects her to remember it every fucking time she walks past his office.
Other ways he handles initiations when the mood strikes:
Making her ride him while he stays seated and silent, only gripping her waist to control the pace.
Having her stand against the wall so he can fuck her standing from behind with one hand over her mouth.
Calling in one of the older girls to hold her legs open while he works that thick dick inside for the first time, watching every reaction without saying much at all because that dick doing all the talking.
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