"Suck it, b*tch. Yeah, take it all in," he said as he pushed his length into her mouth, pounding into her mouth furiously. She gagged as the tip of his length kept hitting the back of her throat, but he didn't give a care in the world. All he wanted was his pleasure and satisfaction.The woman was kneeling in front of him, blindfolded and her hands cuffed behind her back. He grabbed the back of her head to make her steady. When he was satisfied with pounding her mouth, he released her hair and removed his shaft from her mouth, excess water dropped from her mouth. He carried her to the couch in the room, her legs were bound too. He laid her down making her kneel on the couch, her face placed on the leather of the sofa. He took the whip from his bed and flogged her ass, she gasped in pleasure. He flogged her again, she let out another moan of pleasure, he kept flogging her until she said her safe word. He dropped the whip and went up to the couch, kneeling behind her, spread her leg

Eros flipped the whore over and was about to go into her when his phone rang, he glanced at the nightstand, and although he couldn't see the name on the screen clearly, he kept looking at the phone as it vibrated on the wood. He ignored it and plunged into the woman who moaned with pleasure, but he was losing concentration because the phone wouldn't stop ringing. He grunted and pulled out of the horny woman, the interruption turned him off already and his shaft became flaccid immediately. He reached for the phone, rolled over, and laid on his back. It was Javier, his friend, and his business partner."Can you explain to me why you chose to call me by this time of the day?" he asked once he answered the call."Eros, the deal is done. I talked with the investors from Kuwait," Javier's bobbly voice sounded over the phone.The whore climbed Eros' body, looking at his shaft which was still sealed with a condom. He ignored the woman because the topic Javier was talking about was a very

WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️ This chapter contains violence, use of substance, and strong language. Read at your own discretion.The brunette mixed the substance on the table, hit it with a ruler, and sniffed it. She smiled as she sniffed in the substance and tilted her head up, looking at the ceiling. This was what she lived for, this was why she kept all those drug lords and rich men around, they give her enough money to get her coke. She wanted nothing more in life as long as she kept f*cking men to get her coke. Last night's client was one she wouldn't forget in a hurry. He was a hunk, very hot and handsome, and a master in bed too. He was the kind of client she needed every night, he didn't only give her the most mind-blowing sex, but he also tossed her a huge pay, which would last her a few days. And she loves his angry spirit.Although he had been mad at her for disrupting his phone call with his friends, she still found him sexy even when he tossed her out of bed and choked her while threa

WARNING: ⚠️⚠️⚠️🔞 This chapter contains sexual content which might be offensive to some readers. Only for 18+ readers. Cassandra never thought she would enjoy this kind of sex whatsoever. The women were literally in pain and were crying and she wondered how anyone could consent to be punished in the name of sex. The men were using vibrators on the women, whose hands and legs were hung and spread apart now and they were screaming, but the screams sounded like it was that of pleasure. The audience was cheering, and when the men inserted their shafts into the asses of the women, they began to moan as the men banged them menacingly."Do you f*cking like it?" the men kept asking as they banged the women.The girls kept nodding and replying in muffled voices as the men hit them. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" the girls kept screaming. Cassandra stood up and whispered to Lucia that she was going to the restroom. She felt like she was suffocating in the room. Lucia pointed her toward

"Perfecto! Perfecto!" Eros bellowed. Cassandra stared bewilderedly at him. What was he saying? Was he going to take her virginity just like that? Without passion? The real question was if she was going to lose her virginity like that to this dangerous man. She rather dies. She hated him even more for being so casual about her purity. Cassandra stared at him with so much hatred, but she bet that was not going to ruffle him either, he had sold his soul to the devil, and nothing could soften his heart. "Now, strip down and come here." It was a command. His voice has taken a more serious note. It was clear that she has wasted his time enough. But she couldn't bear to be deflowered by a man who didn't even have any atom of feeling for her. What was he going to do after he was done with her? Throw her out of the room, while she was in pain? Leave her in the room and walk away when he was in the room. She fought back her tears, she was not going to show vulnerability, it was o