Strictly Prohibited

Thank you to everyone who commented and favourited this story - I am so excited that you see the potential too! I am always welcome to your suggestions and feedback.

Also note any historical references are purely to set the mood, any plotline in relation to these names, places or figures are purely fictional.

I appreciate it has not been as explicit as some of you had hoped just far, but stick with me and it'll get a whole lot steamier!

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The most delectable creature had just entered through the cigar-smoke clouded entrance of the room. She had sashayed into the speakeasy with slow steps that made her skirts flounce around her smooth, seductive calves. The material of her dress had clung to her hourglass figure with a vengeance, damning every man's thoughts with each glorious step she took. Her doe eyes gave her away though, widening at the sight of the debauchery-filled premises. But there was something else in her expression as a smile that could turn wars spread across her face. She was so

excited

.

"Goldberg, are you sure she is with the Bureau?"

"We've had positive confirmation, sir."

At that moment the tall, dark and handsome figure of none other than Agent Ness appeared behind her, his hand on the small of the beauty's back as he guided her to a nearby table.

"Should we take them in, sir?"

"No," her watcher instructed, downing his drink, "I'll deal with this one personally."

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Effie couldn't believe that she was finally inside! The key now secured around her neck had worked like a charm on the doorman and before she knew it she had found her way in to the basement of the grocer- and it was nothing like she could have dreamed!

The room was beyond full capacity as suited-up men and women showered in pearls clambered at the bar to get their fill of the latest import. To the left of the riot was a platform with three coloured musicians playing the newest jazz hits above the roar of the speakeasy's patrons. A few intoxicated pairs were already dancing the Charleston around the various-shaped tables that had been crammed into the joint.

"A drink for the lady?" an unfamiliar man with a crooked smile and slicked hair placed a cocktail in front of Effie's face.

"Of course, and I'm quite the

whale

. I'll make it worth your while to keep your best whiskey floating over to this table," Ness passed some cash to the man, who graciously accepted and hurried off to fulfill his request.

"Is he -" Effie began to ask about Ness' use of a code word but he cut her off.

"No questions,

Dolly

. All you should worry about is looking the part. Now when in a speakeasy you should never be seen without a drink. My tip; sip slow. If you really are as dry as you claim to be then you won't be able to handle more than two of these cocktails before you'll lose your senses," Ness explained, accepting the small flask of whiskey and a note that the man from earlier placed before him.

"If you insist," Effie hated feeling out of the loop, but she took his advice and had a sip of the strange concoction.

Within moments, Effie was coughing into her gloved hand and skewing her eyes at the potent liquid in the glass before her. Ness couldn't help but laugh at her inability to handle her liquor.

"My, my, my... this really is your first drink!" Ness exclaimed, pouring some back for himself as he observed Effie with amusement.

Effie stared at her partner with slight contempt at his insistence on her dishonesty, but her curiosity soon took over. She was yet to see this man laugh, or really smile for that matter. Whether it was the lighting of the bar or something in the drink, she was starting to realise that he could be considered quite the catch.

"Something on your mind dear?" Ness caught her mid-thought process, that captivating smiling of his appearing again and confusing her further.

"Nothing at all."

"Typical for a girl," he quickly countered, reviving her former distain.

She went to come back with some witty remark, but pre-empting her reaction Ness simply cautioned her to stay on task and enjoy the music. Effie reluctantly sat back in her chair and scanned the room again.

Not even he can ruin this for me.

"Is that... why is that Marie Prevost?" Effie bemused, gazing at the star that was seated across the room with a small entourage.

"The one and only," Ness smiled, beginning to enjoy the rookie's company, "Why don't you go over and say hello?"

"Me?!" Effie wondered, staring at the beauty she had only seen in the pictures.

"Well we need to get 'social' at some point in the night, you might as well start working the room now. "

"But with

her

?" Effie bemused.

Ness sighed but his frustration was mostly feigned - Effie's excitable nature was infectious, "Marie is a person of importance, she might know something about the owner of this joint. Go over, gain her trust and then as the alcohol works she should hopefully get chatty."

Effie squealed in delight at her chance to meet a girl from the pictures. She downed the rest of her cocktail against Ness' and her own throat's protest and continued across the room to where Marie was seated.

"Name?" a man about 6ft tall and built like a wall stopped Effie.

"E-, Dolly" Effie smiled, composing herself.

"Do you realise who is behind me?" the man spat some tobacco from his mouth near her foot.

"I'm just a flapper looking for some fun," Effie responded curtly.

The man looked around the room then lent in closer, "Then you are aware of Marie's more... acquired tastes?"

Effie, unsure of what he meant, put on her most confident smile and asserted, "Why do you think I am here?"

The wall stepped aside at this point letting Effie get closer to the famed star. She was seated on a red divan with a cocktail in one hand and a cigarette in the other. One girl attended to her hair whilst the other fanned her. She emulated everything of a pagan's goddess.

"What do you call yourself?" Marie demanded, her eyes looking over Effie approvingly.

"Dolly," Effie replied as she was offered a seat next to Marie, which she presently took.

"Dolly. How cute," Marie said putting down her drink and leaning in close so her face was inches away from Effie's, "What do you want?"

"Whatever you're asking for," Effie deflected as Marie blew a ball of smoke in her face.

"Well let's get started then."'

Before Effie could register what was happening, Marie was up on the nearest table kicking the glasses off much to the cheer and protest of the building crowd. The song changed to a classic as Marie's two other girls joined her on the table turned stage.

"Well are you coming, darling?" Marie casually extended a hand to Effie.

Effie scanned the room for Ness but couldn't find him anywhere.

He said I had to gain her trust.

Not wanting to anger the star, she accepted her dainty hand and clumsily climbed onto the table wondering if men could indeed see up her skirt. From her higher vantage point she could see Ness' incredulous face at the bar. The other girls started to remove their hairpieces and Effie followed in form.

As Effie tried her best to keep up with the other girl's provocative dance moves, Marie began to sing in a soprano voice:

"Baby Face you've got the cutest little baby face,"

Marie bent down and squeezed the cheeks of a man hollering from below, before standing upright and kicking his hat off with her heels whilst continuing with the song:

"There's not another who can take your place

Baby face my heart poor heart is thumpin' you sure have started something,'"

Singing about her thumping heart, Marie slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and dropped the material covering her chest to reveal the fashionable bra underneath, much to the crowd's appreciation. Effie watched anxiously as the other girls in a successive line dropped their torso's to reveal their undergarments in the same fashion.

"Take it off!" a random man yelled from the crowd as Effie paused when it came to her turn.

Closing her eyes, she slipped the material down and felt the cool air brush over her ample cleavage. She noticed the other girls were looking at her with slight suspicion at the hesitation in her movements.

I'm meant to be a seasoned whore

. Taking in a sharp breath and looking down at the faces of the eager men and women alike below her, Effie untied the front of her bra and exposed her cherry-red nipples to the world. Marie gave her a very pleased smile and promptly did the same.

"Baby face I'm up in heaven when I'm in your fond embrace,"

Topless alongside the other three women on the stage, Effie couldn't help but feel liberated. She shimmied across the table, teasing the patrons below with her breasts remaining just out of their grasp. The crowd swirled into a frenzy of reaching hands and lust-filled eyes. The girls turned around in succession again and pulled their dresses off completely to reveal their slips and thigh-high stockings.

"Uh well I need a shove because I'm in love with my pretty baby face"

Marie finished her solo as the sax took over the main melody line. Effie naively continued to dance with the other women who were moving closer and closer, thinking that the most incendiary acts were over.

So Effie did not expect it when Marie grabbed the nearest girl and began to kiss her like a Frenchman. The blonde next to Effie followed in suit and before she had time to react she was pulled in.

Effie had never kissed a girl before and she was shocked at how soft the other girl's lips felt pressed against hers. She took in the sensation as the blonde's lips tangoed with her owned, increasing in pressure and fervidity.

The blonde, not breaking the kiss for a moment, reached up and began to fondle Effie's breasts as she moved in time with their lip-locking. Effie moaned into the blonde's mouth and began to use her tongue in response. The wetness and heat of their tongues intertwining made the kiss all the more pleasurable as Effie's nipples began to erect at the girl's skillful and arousing touch.

The blonde snaked her hands up into Effie's now unraveled pin curls and pulled away, leaving Effie gasping. But she wasn't unsatisfied for long as the blonde had slithered down and begun ravishing her breasts with her mouth. Taking each one in at a time, she began sucking, licking and biting until Effie was moaning like bitch on heat.

In her delirium, Effie looked over the Marie and saw that she was also in a similar state as the other girl attended to her breasts. Effie's gaze turned to the other patrons in the room who were reacting in the most primal of ways. The majority were leering as active voyeurs to the indecent display, with the exception of a few men who had pulled the nearest whores onto their lap and were indiscreetly taking their desire out on them. Effie knew she should be feeling shame at participating in such a debasing act, let alone having everyone stare at her in such an immodest state. Yet the whole taboo of it all only made her pussy pool with wetness.

Effie heard Marie start crying out in an increasing pitch and tempo as her pleasure mounted. Turning to face the star, she saw that Marie was putting on a grand show by lifting the hem of her slip and running her hands all over the inside of her slender thighs in successive strokes. The crowd would go wild as she ran her hands over her wet crotch and began to buck her hips elaborately.

Finally Marie pushed the girl working on her to go down face to face with her crotch - an action that caused an outbreak of gasps and exclamations in an environment that had already reached fever pitch. The girl ripped Marie's panties down and conspicuously lapped her tongue up against her pussy for all to see. The blonde playing with Effie went to do the same, but unable to take that step Effie grabbed onto her blonde mane and pulled her up to engage in another steamy make out session instead.

Keeping her eyes open, Effie observed as Marie's legs buckled as she promptly kneeled over the face of the girl who was licking her out until the very last of her orgasm had subsided. Men were openly jacking off as women sprung to help aid their final moments of pleasure as the whole joint seemed to climax at once.

The blonde broke away from Effie, sensing it was over, and helped escort Marie back to her divan. Effie stood helplessly up on the stage glancing over the room in search of Ness, only to find a flood of men at her feet all offering to help her down instead.

Effie graciously took the hand of one man, picking up her dress behind her as she made her way over to rejoin the entourage that she had become the newest member of. Tying up the laces on her bra and readjusting her slip, she noticed that the other women were content remaining in their undergarments. She threw her dress to the ground at the observation and placed herself on the seat she was offered earlier.

"You were marvelous, absolutely divine!" a male adorer was on his knees next to the divan kissing Marie's hand.

"Oh Ronnie, go home and fuck your wife," Marie dismissed him with a sultry gaze before turning to sip on a replenished cocktail.

"Here, enjoy," the blonde said to Effie as she handed her a drink.

"You put on quite the show tonight for a first timer," Marie noted, looking in Effie's direction.

"Oh thank you but it wasn't my, uh, first," Effie covered, sipping a little more of her drink then she intended at the unexpected remark.

"I can tell when a girl has never kissed a girl before. Don't worry, you were absolutely delicious to watch," Marie chuckled, downing the rest of her cocktail in one swift motion.

Effie was unnerved by the fact that Marie could tell she had never been with a girl before, but that was the extent of it. To her knowledge, her cover was not blown. Reminded of why she was here, she began to question Marie.

"So are you, um, you know, exclusively into, uh, girls?" Effie stuttered, unable to hide her discomfort at the foreign topic.

"Oh gosh no!" Marie laughed at the innocence of this otherwise whorish girl, "I have a husband, quite famous, you've probably heard of him," Marie beckoned for another drink.

"Not to mention she has quite the lover on the side as well," the blonde giggled as she resumed fanning Marie.

"Naughty, naughty," Marie started giggling too, pointing one of her slender fingers the blonde's way.

"A lover?" Effie asked, curious to know more.

"You can't tell anyone, sweetie," Marie said, clearly affected by the drink, "but I don't pay for any of these beverages."

"Oh? And this is because of your lover?" Effie began feeling like she was stumbling onto something.

"She's a smart one," Marie said not no one in particular as she moved from her seated position to lie down on her side, "Yes, my lover does ensure I am never thirrrrrsty," she said rolling her r's to make a purring noise.

"Is he friends with the owner then?" Effie hoped her questions weren't too transparent.

Marie didn't seem to notice though, too enthralled in her chance to gloat, "One better, sweetcheeks. My lover is the owner."

"You're lover is the W-"

But before Effie had a chance to finish the sentence a loud horn sounded, sending the place into a frenzy.

No she can't be with the Wolf, it can't be him then...

"It's a raid! It's a raid!" she heard multiple people shout breaking her out of her reverie.

At once the 6ft man otherwise known as the wall picked up Marie and started towards an exit. Everyone else was doing the same, trying to get out of the condemned speakeasy before the agent's arrived.

Thinking it would be suspicious to stay seated and wait for Ness, Effie went to stand up. However, the moment she got to her feet her head started spinning and she swung her arm out trying desperately to find something to grab onto and steady herself with.

"Careful, little lady," Effie felt the hands of a strong man steady her before she could fall.

Effie turned to look at who her savior was, and was met with the most dazzling pair of blue eyes.

"Pardon me-" Effie began but her sentence was cut short as she found she was becoming increasingly disorientated.

"You just stay with me, little lady, I'll take care of you," the man said, wrapping his arms around her waist and ushering her towards what she thought was a door.

"But I have to find, no, I have to go," Effie tried to protest which only seemed to draw a glorious laugh out of the man who was currently escorting her.

"Don't worry, Ness won't mind that you're coming with me," the man soothed her, taking her hand in his and rubbing her palm with his thumb in a comforting action.

"Wait, how do you know Ness?" Effie became worried as she tried to get a better view of this mystery man but her vision was too blurred and muddled.

"Just focus on walking straight and I promise I will explain it all someday."

Effie, feeling exhausted and light-headed decided it was best not to argue and to just go along with him. She couldn't explain it, but even though she had no idea who this man was or where she was going, she knew she could trust him.

"Okay," she said as she stumbled with him into the darkness.

The last thing she could remember was that beautiful laughter of his as it became harder for her to walk...

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That's all for this time! The more you comment and favourite the more inclined I am to get the next chapter out!