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Bazaar Urges
(Lindsey Greene)

When she first heard her husband, Captain Logan Graves, going on about how Detective Rose Gunn spent more than six months subjecting herself to every perversion under the sun to investigate the Kinky Bazaar, Amelia was abhorred, but after three years it still dominated her thoughts to the point she dreamed of being there herself. Her innocently probing questions telling her the exact location of the city's most infamous fetish resort, she drove by the abandoned warehouse at least a hundred times debating whether to go in or not. Parking half a mile away, she even got as far as the front door before having second thought only to rub one out before returning home feeling ten shades of embarrassed.

But that was all about to change. Feeling dejected by her husband once again working later than usual, Amelia put on her sexiest dress and a pair of strappy heels. Fuck it, she thought as she stared at herself in the mirror. If he wont satisfy my needs then I'll find someone that will. And with that, the frustrated and horny doctor left the house for the fetish resort she had spent years fantasizing about. Parking in a small unlit lot and walking alone to a seemingly abandoned warehouse half a mile away was pretty high up there for a woman dressed like a lady of the night, but Amelia was determined to see this through no matter the cost. 

Focused on the task at hand, she thought back to all those perverse dreams and the pleasure she felt being used and abused by hundreds of men and women. She also recalled how horny retelling the story made her husband and how he would ravish her afterward. Clit tingling with excitement, she crossed the street just as another figure did the same a few dozen feet ahead. Suddenly brought back to reality, she gulped back her fears and hoped it wasn't someone she knew or that knew her. 

Crossing the street, Lillie saw movement out of the corner of her eye. Head turning, she saw a figure crossing the street behind her. Slim. Apparently wearing a dress. Headed in the same direction. Slowing, she let the woman close the distance before walking back to meet her if for no other reason than safety in numbers.

The woman turning directions and walking towards her, Amelia slowed her pace as panic set in. Not knowing what else to do, she let the figure approach. "H-Hi," she stammered. "Can I help... oh my God!" she said as recognition set it. "Lillie? Lillie Shaw?" she gasped as she stared at the mayor's daughter.

"You headed to the Kinky Bazaar too?" Lillie asked, unphased by the recognition.

"Y-Yeah. It only took me three years to get up the nerve. What about you?"

"I've been fantasizing about this place for as long as I can remember. I just hope it lives up to the hype."

"I guarantee it does."

"Oh?"

"I have some inside information that leads me to believe we're going to be used in the most humiliating and degrading ways imaginable."

"I hope you're right because that's exactly what I want."

"I take it no one knows you're where you're actually going tonight?"

"Nope."

"Well, they certainly will soon enough."

"What do you mean?"

"You do know everything is recorded and posted to their website, right? Hundreds of thousands, if not millions of people will see everything you've done."