Tainted Love:

Simone’s Notes:

A pimp, also called fleshmonger, finds and manages clients for prostitutes and engages them in prostitution in order to profit from their earnings. Typically, a pimp will not force prostitutes to stay with him, although some have been known to be abusive in order to keep their prostitutes submissive or to maximize profits. A pimp may also offer to protect his prostitutes from rival pimps and prostitutes, or from abusive clients. He can also enable a prostitute to work in a particular area under his control. Pimping is illegal in many countries. Most people who work managing prostitutes are men, but some women work in this capacity as well, though rarely in street prostitution. Women are rarely called pimps, as the word implies male dominance - a woman who manages prostitutes is generally called a mamasan or a madam. Often, low level pimps will initially present themselves as lovers or father-figures to prostitutes, who may be run-aways or otherwise lack a family network, before introducing them to prostitution and perhaps drug addiction. This practice is called "turning out." The pimp-prostitute relationship can be abusive, with the pimp using psychological intimidation, manipulation and physical force to control the members in the "stable".

The next morning brought a new mission for Elle. She was coming out of her club after a hot night with Lee when she ran straight into it. The succubus was heading back to the apartments when she heard a man pleading with a young girl. “Hm?” Elle thought. “What is all of that?” She followed the sounds around the corner into the streets. A man was hassling a young girl. Elle watched them both closely. The man looked about thirty with long ginger blonde hair in a neat ponytail. He was dressed really nicely. His suit was white with gold trim. The girl looked about thirteen years old. She was a young thing like Elle once was. The man was grabbing onto the girl’s arm tightly.

“Come on, doll,” the man said to her. “Come work for me. I promise you’ll make great money.”

“No!” the girl screamed. “I’m not a whore! I was only trying to go to school. I’m staying a virgin until I marry!” The man tried not to laugh at her.

“Please!” he called. “That’s a myth. No one really stays a virgin until marriage anymore. Come on, you’ll make great money if you work for me!” Right then, Elle recognized him. That man was her former pimp. This was the man that brought her most of her pain for many years. This was the man that helped do herself and many other girls in with their self-destruction. Now, he was at it again. That man never changed. And now, he was tricking another young virgin girl into a life of misery and Hell. Elle’s anger flared up. No! He must be stopped. And only she was the one to do it. A sick smile came across her face. Revenge was long overdue today. But first, she had to lure him into her trap.

Elle straightened herself up some and made her way over to the pimp and the girl. She cleared her throat loudly to them. The pimp and the girl looked up at her. Elle smiled at her former pimp seductive.

“Hey there,” she said to him. “Why are you missing with that girl? Why not play with a real woman?” The pimp was hooked into within seconds. The pervert didn’t recognize his former whore at all. All he saw was a beautiful woman. He let go of the girl almost instantly. She ran away as fast as she could. The dirty old man walked closer to her. Elle smirked to herself wickedly. “Sucker!” she thought. “He fell right for it too!” The pimp was standing right in front of her.

“Oh really?” he asked. “What did you have in mind?” Elle smiled at him wickedly. She put her arms around his waist. The succubus lightly nibbled on his ear. The pimp quickly became aroused. Elle was smiling because her charms were working perfectly. She leaned in close to his ear.

“How about I come around to your place and show you?” the succubus asked. The pimp had a grin up to his ears. Elle pulled back some to see his face. Her former pimp kissed her hard on the lips. The succubus took it bitterly. “He still can’t kiss worth a flip!” she thought unhappily. But, Elle had to endure it just to get revenge. So she had to go through everything just to achieve it.

“Sure will!” the pimp said.

“Great!” Elle said. “See you tonight!” Then, she lightly kissed him on the tip of his nose and let go of him. She walked away smirking to herself. “Ha!” the succubus thought. “That was just too easy! What a dead sucker!” Elle was going to stick it to him good!

The day passed by quickly. The pimp cleaned up his apartment bedroom for what would be his last hurrah. He had to make sure that everything was perfect. He put fresh sheets on the bed, lit some candles, played some soft music, closed the curtains, and tied the ropes on the headboard. The pimp looked around the room for one last check. Everything was perfect. The only thing missing was the girl. He sat on the bed waiting. Then, the doorbell rang aloud. The pimp looked up smiling. “She’s here!” he thought happily. The man cleared his throat hard.

“In here darling!” he called to the living room. From the front, Elle opened the door and walked into the living room. She was dressed in a black and dark blue pant suit. She looked absolutely stunning. In fact, she brought a little “extra” for the revenge. The succubus was going to make her former pimp pay dearly! She carefully walked through the living room.

“In the bedroom, darling!” the pimp called to her. Elle followed his voice. She made it to his bedroom. The pimp was lying back on his bed waiting for him. He was stripped down to boxers. His arms were high above his head. He grinned at her like a hungry wolf. Elle smiled at him wickedly.

“Hello there!” she said to him. “This is a nice surprise.” The pimp smiled at her.

“It’s all for you, baby!” he said to her. Elle smiled back at wickedly.

“Why thank you!” she said to him. Then, the succubus stepped closer to him.

“Wait!” he called. The assassin paused for a moment. The pimp looked up at her. “You’re a little overdressed!” the man called out to her. Elle smiled at him in a dirty way.

“Oh!” she called. “Where are my manners?” The succubus stripped down slowly and seductively like a stripper. The pimp watched in high excitement. Too bad it was going to be his last strip show. Once Elle was just down to her bra and panties, she climbed on top of her former boss and began kissing on him. He kissed her back. The foreplay was hot and heavy within seconds. Elle smirked to herself in her head. She had him right where she wanted. Now, it was time to go in for the kill. The succubus knew that her former pimp was into erotic asphyxiation. She drew out the cord that she had hidden behind her back. She lightly broke off the kiss and held the chord in front of her. The pimp watched her in excitement. The party was really heating up now. Elle wrapped the chord around his neck and pulled it tightly. At first, it was an innocent kinky game. But then, it got ugly really fast. The pimp opened his eyes wide when he realized that this wasn’t a game at all. Elle smirked at him coldly as she leaned down to his ear.

“Do you know who I am?” the succubus asked him. “Do you recognize me? Do you know my voice? Do you know my eyes… as one of the girls you used and threw away like garbage?!?” The pimp’s eyes were wide with near death. Then, Elle took out her knife and stabbed him deep in the chest four times. Death sped up for him. The monster leaned down and bit him deep in the neck. She drank him dry. At last, her former pimp was dead. Elle sat up smirking over the dead body. Another bastard in her life was dead. There were only a few more to go now. Elle licked the blood off the knife, healed the bite mark, got dressed, and left. And that was it!