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"Depends on your perspective," he taunted me. "You're small, innocent, and sweet. I don't think you belong here. Not among us degenerates."

Who was this man? Why did he think he could say this to me? He sounded like my own dad.

For a brief moment, I thought of Daddy. He was simply off on another one of his boring business trips. But I was here among the degenerates.

What would Daddy think if he knew I was at this place? I knew he would never understand.

"You're not my father," I said. "So don't be boring and sound like him."

On impulse, I pushed myself closer to the Marquis. I leaned my body right into his crotch and slid lasciviously against it.

There was such a bulge there. He obviously had a large cock. But was I having any effect on him at all? And why did I even care?

"Oh, you're aggressive," he said. "I like that. I admit it. You are not bad for a neophyte. But you would have to try much harder to get me excited. I tend not to go for baby girls."

"Getting old?" I said.

"Hardly," he said. "I just tend to prefer something you can't be expected to have."

Fuck, I thought. Who was this prick? I decided I hated him.

But he was sexy. He was so much like my dad. Sweet Daddy.

Suddenly I wanted to prove myself to this man, this Marquis. I wanted him mad for me, mad for my tongue, mad for my body, mad for what I could do to him.

I wanted to set him on fire! It was crazy, but there it was.

I was going to get him off if it was the last thing I did. And who would possibly care if I did so in a place as insane as this one was?

There was little reason for me not to go for it!

I put both my arms around his neck. I clung to him. I let my body drape over him. I let my young, full breasts lay flat against his chest.

I pressed my body into that bulge in his crotch and slowly swayed against it.

I whispered up to him, "you know why I'm at this party?"

"Do tell?" He said.

"I've still got my cherry. I'm looking for the right man to pop it," I said.

I could feel just barely a little movement in his crotch then.

"Does that excite you?" I said in a husky voice.

"Perhaps. Tell me, babygirl, how do you intend to find this right man?" He asked.

"I've seen him already," I said. "Every night he fucks me."

The Marquis almost paused but then smoothly continued on with the dance.

"He's got a massive cock," I said. "He stands in the shadows of the doorway to my bedroom. He's completely naked, and all he does is watch me."

I lifted my body up with my toes, then came back down. This allowed me to gyrate my body against the Marquis's bulge.

I said, "I'm always naked. I've got nothing but sheets between me and the chilly air. After a while, the man walks to my bed, and he looks down at me."

"Go on," said the Marquis. "What happens then?"