Urban Yakuza

She stands guard while her Oyabun harasses the hostesses inside the posh establishment.....his pudgy fingers assaulting their soft flesh...his skin glistens with sweat...reminding her of a stuck pig rotating on a spit...dripping on their supple silks and taffeta....She entertains thoughts....His fat hands clutching his chest, heart seizing from an indulgent lifestyle...his girth crashing to the floor, twitching in the throws of death.....and She...Lady Yakuza would reign...Her own slender fingers lacing through the hair of some young flower....

 

"OYABUN!!" Her fantasies flutter away at the cries ringing through the club....Springing into action she finds her Oyabun....sprawled on the floor..a fat whale beached among the luxurious pillows..lips blue with death...glancing frantically at the crowd gathered, her eyes fall upon a young woman...skin as pale as the moon, staring down at the mound of flesh that once was her boss...Glee flashes across the girl's onyx eyes as her fingers idly play with the latch on her ring...a ring one might smuggle snuff into areas where it may not be welcome...a ring one might hide poison.....

 

Lady Yakuza pretends not to see...Lady Yakuza pretends to care for the dead pig at her feet...Lady Yakuza has hope...

 

Outfit-Last Catt

Hair-ETD

skin-Celestial Studios

 

Taken at Kabuki SIM

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