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THE DRAVEN WIFE
THE DRAVEN WIFE
Penulis: I.L.Vale

chapter one

Penulis: I.L.Vale
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-27 20:17:14

Chapter one

Serena’s pov

“ ahhh ahhh, fuck me harder daddy, ”  puck bunny one by my right.

“ Oh that's so big I want it all inside me… ahh” puck bunny two by my left.

House of Eve was packed tonight, and yet Collins said I would be missed… seems to me they would be just fine.

Every room was filled with a puck bunny either having a dick choking them while another nigga fucked her from behind or being eaten out while fingering another bitch; for the men that love to watch the show.

“Take it all in slut… oh you are just a nasty slut, aren't you? My nasty slut” 

Husbands bring their wives here to get turned on.. apparently some mother fuckers enjoy watching another man pound into their wives while staring at her.

The ecstasy was out of this world and it was only the slut house that can take any man or woman from being impotent or unable to be pleased by their partners to having their cum all over the floors and walls of the room.

God, am I good at my job?

 Too bad, today marks the last day of me being the queen of the men… but as I like to call it the queen of the dogs, because that's all they are to me; worthless, ruthless and cheating bastards, and by this time tomorrow I would be engaged to their king.

“ Hey sese… what took you so long? The girls are finding it  hard keeping him entertained “  Patricia said, stepping out from behind the curtains while cleaning up cum from her mouth.

“Yh yh, I know I'm you bitches queen.. but why did he ask for me?”

“ I don't know bitch… I was too busy being fucked to care about what another nigga wanted”

“Why do you keep accepting all them broke ass motherfuckers that can't even pay for a room…have some class patty”

“Because it's those same broke ass losers that know how to hit it right, besides your kind of men are too snubbish for my liking… with all their accents and suits, yet their dick is as small as my finger.. how's that supposed to make me wet”

“That's why you should leave this hell hole with me… I promise to introduce you to better men… men that will take care of you”

“Sese stop,  because you were lucky to find a man that will marry you even after knowing about all the different classes of dicks you have sucked, doesn't mean the rest of us will… don't worry about me, I will be good… just promise to come visit when ever you can”

If only she knew the bastard I was getting engaged to didn't even know shit about me. The nigga is all about a pretty face that can carry the crowd with fake elegance while he continues fucking every thing in a skirt.

Serena during the day and queen of the men at night.. and the bastard had  them both.

We got to the red room, I wore my mask quickly as patty opened the door and called the girls out.

No asshole has ever seen what the queen looked like behind the mask even with all the millions they kept pouring into House of eve.

I closed the door, and the nigga was sitted on the long red coach; staring at me with a glass of tequila in his hand.

“ Told you requested for me? So what are you? Politician, Business man, crime boss?” 

I kept looking round, and found the sex toys laid out and the pole decorated with red lace, and yet he said nothing, he just kept staring at me with a grin plastered on his treacherous face.

Once you are a man and you are found in House of eve, you are nothing but a man whore to me.

“ Aren't you gonna say anything or are you going to stare at me all night?”

I went ahead to sit on the king size bed across from him.

“ What's your name?”

“The queen”

“ Your real name”

“ That's confidential”

“Ok then, what are your rules?” He said as he sat up to the edge of the coach, and his stare became more intense.

“ Everything and anything… apart from sex” I stated, crossing my legs.

He stood up, chuckling and went to pour himself another glass of tequila.

“What kind of slut doesn't have sex?” but then he paused before looking at me over his shoulders. “ Wait.. don't tell me you are a virgin.. because that will be..” 

“Crazy?” I cut him off before he said something that would really ruin my mood.

He turned to face me, “ No.. interesting.. so what slut are you if you don't have sex? I'm curious to find out how you make those bastards pay millions on your head”

“ The kind that has class and knows exactly how to make any man cum within minutes.. so your pick… and why the many questions? Are you a corp or a news reporter?”

He was just another bastard that comes in here thinking they could fuck me and add me to their collection.

“ Now,that's confidential,” he chuckled, gulping down all the alcohol in his glass.

“ Now I will tell you my rules queen..you said everything apart from sex… so you tell me, does that include BDSM and how many mother fuckers have you done that with?”

He took off his shirt, and god he looked like a meal with his abs, structured and glowing.. Now, that's different.

“ BDSM? I have never done it with any of those ass holes.. all they care about is being satisfied, they don't care about foreplay,”

He smirked, fire dancing in his eyes. “Good,now get that pretty ass up and take off that bra and panties,  and let's have a proper conversation”

I did exactly as he said, not because he wanted me to,  but because I was curious to see how far he would go with this.

He went to the drawer by my right and brought out handcuffs. “ Go over to the pole and put your hands up and your legs apart”

“What?” 

“Dolcezza I don't like to repeat myself, don't make me spank you”

For some reason his tone and the way he called me ‘dolcezza’ made my nipples hard.

I did as he said; moved to the pole, my hands up and my legs apart, while he went to my back and cuffed my hands to  the pole with normal cuffs, and  chained my legs apart with some kind of restraint pole cuff; once cuffed I can't for any reason close my legs.

He came back to my front to face me. “ Look at me” and I did that.. it all felt different this time around, usually I was the one in charge but now it felt right.

He slowly reached for his buckle, then his zipper, before pulling his trousers down and kicking it away.

Right before me, this man's dick was stretched out, with the veins popping out and his cap fully pink.. heavens, he was gorgeous.

He scoffed still looking at me and then he began stroking himself slowly and playfully, he moved closer towards me, and  I could feel his hard dick against my clit.

He brought his hand around my neck, tightening it, but not so much that I could still breathe and he began kissing me while using his other hand, to flog my pussy with his dick and my legs were wide apart.

God, what was he doing?

“Fuck” I moaned out, unable to contain it, but then he went faster as he kept on flogging it and kissing me deeply, then he brought the head of his dick to play with my pussy.

It felt as though my walls were about to break, but then he moved away from me, leaving me panting and begging for proximity again.

“Why? Why did you… why did you stop” I could feel my heart racing as well as my pussy throbbing.

“Don't worry there's a lot more where that came from”

He went ahead to get the vibrator. “ I know you are very much used to satisfying those fools, but tonight I am going to be your master, and you; under my control… is that clear?”

I couldn't speak, as all I wanted was that vibrator against my pussy, all I wanted was to cum.

He came closer, turned on the vibrator, and went for my nipples..” uhhhh”  the sensation was driving me crazy.

“ I said, is that clear?” He brought it into my mouth and made me suck it while he watched before replacing it with his tongue and then brought it down to my pussy just like I wanted him to.

He place it against my flesh and let it remain there.

“ Uhhh fuck… fuck” he  kept on increasing the speed as my legs wouldn't  stop shaking and then he stopped again.

“ What the fuck is your problem? Why do you keep doing that?” I couldn't help it, he was driving me insane.

“ uhn, uh, uh, dolcezza.. watch your tone. My rules, my body to play with. Whenever you say fuck,I increase the pace and once you say my name… I stop.. that's my second rule”

“ But I don't know your name” 

“ Exactly”  instantly he brought his fingers straight into my pussy without any warning, and his lips on my nipple, with one hand coupling the other while playing with that nipple.

“ AHH fuck.. fuck.. fuck,,ahhh”

He kept thrusting in out  with so much speed while using his thumb to play with my clitoris.. I don't know how he was doing it and I didn't care because I was literally in heaven.

My legs kept shaking and couldn't stop, I was so close… “ fuck!!!! Yes, fuck yes.. I'm gonna…”

No he didn't just. He stopped.. he fucking stopped.

He took his hands away,and licked his fingers that were covered with proof of how wet I was.

“ Why the fuck did you… stop? I didn't mention your name”

My nipples were hard as hell,but what got me so concerned was how much my clitoris was throbbing… the good kind.

“ I know.. but don't get me wrong love, I would want nothing more than  for those fuckers to here you scream while I finger the hell out of your sweet pussy”

He began wearing his clothes, piece by piece.

“ What are you doing?”

“Leaving honey pot”

“ But I am not done.. I didn't even get to cum.. is this the end result of your so called BDSM?”

“ Oh this wasn't BDSM.. this was just me teasing you, and the only way you will ever get to cum is when you beg me to ruin you in and out”

He slipped on his shirt, grabbed his keys, phone and kissed me on the forehead head, before walking towards the door.

“ Wait, are you just going to leave.. leave me like this?

“Don't worry queen, this won't be the last time you will be seeing me.. but I promise you next time you are gonna wish I owned that pussy”

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