The club

She made her way to a nearby club, the bass thumping through her body and sending shivers down her spine. The lights flashed, illuminating the faces of the men around her, each one eager to catch her eye. Johanna sauntered up to the bar, her hips swaying seductively as she ordered a drink. She felt a hand brush against her back, and turned to see a handsome man grinning at her.

"Can I buy you another drink?" he asked, his eyes roving over her figure. Johanna smiled seductively, running a finger down his arm.

"I think

I'd like that very much," she purred, feeling her body heat up with desire as he leaned in closer. They chatted and laughed, the tension between them growing palpable until he leaned in and brushed his lips against hers.

Johanna's heart beat faster as she felt his hands slip around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She could feel his excitement growing, his breath quickening as she pressed herself against him, relishing in the power she held over him.

As they danced, Johanna couldn't help but let her mind wander to thoughts of what the night might hold. She was hungry for more than just a few drinks and a dance. She wanted to get taken by this man, to become his and revel in the pleasure they could share.

With a sly grin, Johanna leaned in and whispered in his ear, "I have a proposition for you." His eyes widened as she led him out of the club and into the darkness of the alleyway.