Pumpkin Candy (Special Halloween 2021)

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PUMPKIN CANDY, a Madame Le Noir Halloween special
🇪🇦 spanish version

Halloween night, and the two nights before, is a special night at Madame Le Noir. All the staff dress up, except for Papa Booze, to the delight of the regular visitors, delighted by the added spice of screwing a zombie cop in mirrored glasses, a bloodied Little Red Riding Hood in torn clothes or a leather clad Cat-woman in tight-fitting leather. Marta, "Pumpkin Candy" has only been at Madame Le Noir for a short time but enjoys moderate above-average success and an appreciative clientele. She had arrived with her clothes on from an unknown village in Zaragoza a few months ago, tired of giving handjobs to four rednecks to get them to buy her a drink. And Madame Le Noir, and especially this party, always provides her with extra income that she refuses to lose. The orange tattoo covering her ass with the face of a smiling pumpkin with fiery eyes is a huge success. Men get off on fucking her from behind as they thrust their cocks into the pumpkin's toothy grin. A few weeks ago, she also had the word "Trick" tattooed on the inside of her right thigh and "Treat" on her left thigh, so that when she put her very long legs over their shoulders, they could read "Trick or Treat" with the missing O being her receptive and always wet pussy.

Tonight, he managed to take Papa Booze to a private room. The jackpot. He's dressed up as a gladiator with his face covered with a lattice helmet and chest bared with colourful LED strips. A little candy. After giving him a quick fellatio standing against a wall, she fucked him in the Hannover room. After just 20 minutes, Marta, satisfied, heads to the girls' changing room to wash up and, of course, to talk about her success.

"I didn't think he had such a huge cock when he stuck it in my ass. He didn't even warn me. I thought he was going to fuck me doggy style from behind when in one meaty thrust he had already shoved his whole cock up my ass and almost up to my balls. Well, it's not every day you get the chance to make special friends with the master of ceremonies and I let him do it. He pulled my pigtails every time he penetrated me, but it didn't last long. I know men's tricks and as soon as I swung my ass a little, he came like a bull. He rubbed his cock on my vulva for a while longer, but not even a kiss. And he left with his cock still dripping."

"Girl, you were not fucked by Papa Booze. He never dresses up and he's bored to death with anal," laughed Kira Munich as she finished her make-up like a murderous Harlequin, "He'll stick it up your ass, Aurelio.. Every year, he fucks an unsuspecting girl dressed as Gladiator. He's already fucked me two years in a row..." Kira couldn't stop laughing her head off like the other girls in the locker room. "Don't fuck with me," Pumpkin Candy noted in embarrassment as she wielded a loud "What a son of a bitch!"

- "Girls, we have other more pressing problems... Lily's back." - Fuensanta angrily affirmed, taking off her skis, part of the props of her best client's latest fantasy.

Pumpkin Candy doesn't know who this Lily is, and Kira tells her with Fuensanta's permission. "She's a bitch with a strong Hungarian or Romanian accent who only works on the three days of the special Halloween party. She books the entire Lisbon room on those days and takes the best clients there. Then he disappears again for a whole year. Although we are only allowed to stay at Madame Le Noir for a maximum of 2 years, she manages to be here every year. Besides, the whore doesn't age a bit. The gothic "sexy vampire" vibe she wears must give every guy a hard-on. I've already lost at least 12 clients," Kira continued, getting more and more fired up. The other girls snorted in resignation as they finished dressing. Carmen and Josefina were licking each other's waxed pussies a little further apart on the back benches and had lost interest.

Pumpkin Candy might be naive, but she is not a woman who would easily give up a battle without a fight. It is clear to her that the two years at Madame Le Noir must be most productive for her. And if she can't work her way up the ladder at Madame Le Noir by fucking Papa Booze, she's not going to let Lily's whore get all the best clients. Maybe by sneaking a peek at the videos from the Lisbon room, she could cash in and offer the same to the customers, but better or cheaper.

"Come on, Samir, my Arabian King. Let me come in. Let me have a look. I'll only be a moment," she requests sweetly, Pumpkin Candy. "You're going to fuck me up, Marta. I can't let you in. You know very well that no personnel from outside the video surveillance room are allowed in" - grumbles the security guard. "My boy... My beautiful little Moorish boy, come on, I'll give you a titjob, just the way you like it. I'll tie my hair up too, okay?" - she continues, not wanting to let go of the restraint as she unbuttons her blouse. "Fuck no, Marta," replies Samir forcefully.

Marta is still buttoning her blouse over her cum-stained tits when she checks the main camera in the Lisbon room. The sharpness is impressive despite the room being lit only by a multitude of candles of varying sizes. Red Lily is riding her guest on the floor. Several empty wine bottles dance nearby on the floor. Lily picks up one of the candles closest to her and pours the hot wax on the man's muscular chest. The guest moans but does not relinquish his iron two-handed grip on Lily's rounded, tattooed buttocks. She stops to bite his nipples. He lingers on them for an eternity. He continues with his cock pounding Lily's private parts like a sledgehammer. She is the perfection made flesh, with long purple hair. Without being tall, all her proportions are almost devilish. "This whore is hot like hell" thinks Marta. She switches to camera 3, to the occipital plane, and zooms in on his face. She wants to see his face. It's Lars, a regular. One of the good ones, a cock as hard as a club, but the kind that tips well. He seems to have his eyes closed as Lily continues to suck on his nipples. He has stopped penetrating her and her arms have fallen limp at her side. She turns her head towards the camera and with lips full of wine... or is it blood, she winks at the camera and seems to whisper if Marta wants to join her. Terrified by the certainty of suddenly going from observer to observed, she quickly turns off the cameras and leaves the surveillance room. Samir is outside sipping a coffee. "Zip your fly, Samir," she scolds him and walks off down the corridor.

She doesn't see Lars leaving Madame Le Noir that night, nor does he show up the next day as he usually does. Today is the most gourmand day at the restaurant. It will be from 10 p.m. onwards. For the moment, the attendance is moderate. Marta takes the opportunity to sneak into the Lisbon room. She must know more. To make sure. She switches off the electric socket to the right of the door, behind a painting of a woman licking a crucifix. The room is neatly arranged, perfumed with exotic scents. The candles are still blind. No trace of blood or wine. The bed has signs of bites on its posts, but they could also be from the rubbing of handcuffs from previous occasions. Nothing. Before leaving, he turns the electric current back on.

Madame Le Noir is now crowded. There are even queues in almost every room. There are hardly any seats left in the main hall and booking a room tonight is almost impossible. Pumpkin Candy has managed to earn one more pinch by sucking the cocks of three men who were patiently waiting to get into one of the Glory Hole rooms. They insisted on cumming all at the same time on her. In 5 minutes, they were all back in the main room. She'll buy Kira a drink later, after all, she's taken three clients away from her, but this is a ruthless world. As she fixes her hair, Papa Booze intercepts her. He is indeed not in disguise. Elegant as ever. Perfumed like a Greek god. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees the security guards hauling Samir away, beaten like a mad stray dog. Some candies taste very bitter.

"You're fired, Marta. Confidentiality is everything at Madame Le Noir. We don't go into what arrangements or activities you carry out on the premises if you give us our share and don't compromise our image. You have 5 minutes. It's a pity, I'll miss you. I had big plans for you" - Papa Booze assures him as he points to the exit. "Who the fuck is Red Lily and why does she get special treatment?" reproaches Pumpkin Candy "You don't give a shit about that, Marta. Madame Le Noir makes a lot of deals with a lot of people. Let it go," finishes Papa Booze as he kisses her on the mouth and opens the door.

A strange mist has risen over the alley. Marta buttons up her mink coat and heads for the main street. Before she gets there, a dark limousine cuts her off. The back window of the limo opens, and Red Lily asks her from inside curiously, glass of red wine in hand. "Do you want to come in, Sweetie? So eager to know who or what I am... Now you have the chance," Lily invites her, showing her white fangs over her red lips. A man, slumped, beside her, seems to be sleeping. Marta hesitates for a second, but enters the car convinced that the night is not over yet.

Marta, also known as Pumpkin Candy, has been missing since yesterday.

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