It was a typical Friday night at the neighborhood bar, The Rusty Nail. The dimly lit room was filled with people, all chatting and drinking. The air was thick with the smell of beer and cigarette smoke. There was a group of people standing near the pool table, and a few people flirting at the bar.
That's when he saw her. Her name was Kiana, and she was sitting at a table in the corner, sipping on a martini. She had long curly hair, full lips, and an hourglass figure. He couldn't resist her.
After a few drinks, he made his way over to her table. "Hey there, can I buy you another drink?" he slurred. "Sure," she replied with a smirk. They started talking and flirting, and before he knew it, he was buying her more drinks.
Suddenly, Kiana leaned in close and whispered in his ear, "I have a proposition for you. Do you like to play a little rough?" He was intrigued but also caught off guard by her suggestion. Kiana stood up and led him to a back room, where the pool table was located.
She pushed him onto the pool table, and he quickly realized this wasn't going to be a regular hookup. Kiana started getting rough, biting, and scratching him. He was hesitant at first, but soon he was caught up in the moment.