[@ControllingNoir] -- lobby of the brothel, stopping at a large mirror that’s braced on the wall and adjust the pin in my hair that doubles as a blade, waiting for Gao to give me something more challenging to do.
[@ControllingNoir] -- to the one standing guard, “Untie him and give him a valium.” I don’t say another word nor wait for him to comment as I saunter down the corridor, not looking disheveled in the least. I emerged from the room just as I went in.
Perfectly.
I enter the --
[@ControllingNoir] -- Mayor startles at my gentle gesture, whimpering. With a satisfied smile, I leave him tied to the bed. Crossing the room and opening the door, I walk out to see one of Gao’s handy men standing outside the door. I glance over my shoulder at the Mayor then --
[@ControllingNoir] -- Sauntering over, I kneel onto the bed and lean down to whisper into his ear, “You should stick with the other girls, Mayor. You’re not ready for the big leagues.” I turn my head and press my lips to his cheek, leaving bright red kiss on his cheek. The --
[@ControllingNoir] -- color then apply it to my lips to refresh the color. There’s more grunting from the Mayor behind me, which makes me roll my eyes as I sit in front of the lit mirror. I smooth down my hair then stand from the vanity bench and look over at the Mayor. --
[@ControllingNoir] -- never ended well for them.
Sadly, I’ve never meant a man that could handle me without needing a valium and a ride home after spending an evening with me.
Sitting at the vanity inside the room, I lift the tube of red lipstick and twist the waxy crimson --
[@ControllingNoir] -- something I enjoy, but it will exhaust the men that flock through here and choose to brave me.
Sure, there’s been men that would try to overpower me, trying to gain the upperhand in our little escapade of naughtiness, and try to rough me up - but it --
[@ControllingNoir] -- known and to thoroughly enjoy my ability to make a man beg with tears in his eyes. There’s something about a man at my mercy, suffering until I allow him to have that release he so desperately needs.
It’s no real effort on my part when I’m doing --
[@ControllingNoir] -- be begging for that release.
It’s true, the other girls in Gao’s brothel don’t measure up to me; and they never will. It’s why Gao only offers me upon request, because I’m not for everyone. I am an acquired taste, and I like it that way. I have been --
[@ControllingNoir] — body to give him the greatest pleasure of his life. It’s amazing what a little sensory deprivation can do to someone. Take away their sight and it sends the rest of their senses into overdrive; and if you tease them enough, well… Let’s just say they’ll --
[@ControllingNoir] -- bed behind me, making guttural grunts from the mesmerizing shock he’s still in. Of course, it’s difficult for him to move when he’s still very much tied to the bed with slips of red silk. You don’t have to physically touch man with any part of your own --
[@ControllingNoir] -- a message to remind them that respect is a virtue.
Aside from the dirty work, I also play with the men that come through the brothel.
This was my first time with the Mayor and his with me, and I have to say, I think it went rather well. He laid in the --
[@ControllingNoir] -- prized possessions and I haven’t looked back. She keeps the girls and myself happy, her business booms. She looks after us, and I have the utmost respect for a woman that has risen in a world controlled by men. If someone can’t admire that, I’m sent in as --
[@ControllingNoir] -- with feeling the blade sink into someone’s flesh and revel in the warmth of their blood as it coats my fingers. It’s almost, orgasmic.
After /his/ untimely and very intimate death, I found myself being taken under Madame Gao’s wing as one of her most --
[@ControllingNoir] -- when fooling Matt Murdock into believing someone actually gave a damn about him.
Suffering, I love it as much as I love my red lipstick and ruby encrusted dagger that I have on me at all time. Guns seems so impersonal, I prefer to make it more intimate --
[@ControllingNoir] -- Typhoid gained control of this body and locked away Sweet Mary Walker and Bloody. I run this show now. Mary is good for when a sweet, gentle, and damsely part needs to be played, but I am for all intents and purposes, I can do both. Mary was fun to use --
[@ControllingNoir] -- tattle on him, he broke her in ways she couldn’t ever imagine - and I was a result of that as is Bloody Mary, the side of me that no one wants to meet because the only appearance she has ever made was for the mobster that almost ended Mary. After that, I, --
[@ControllingNoir] -- other girls that work for Gao. Well, not /me/, but sweet Mary was. I was created by the fracturing of her fragile mind by a very ruthless mobster. A very ruthless and very dead mobster.
Sweet Mary saw something she shouldn’t have, and before she could --
[@ControllingNoir] Diamonds have different facets, and I like to compare myself to a diamond. Never dull, always brilliant, and worth more than any of these men that come into Gao’s place of business. I didn’t always shine like a diamond, I used to be dull just like the --