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It was like he was trying to control himself. James gulped in fear, sensing the same anger which I did a few moments ago. "But Master, I had no choice when Louis Madison blackmailed me by saying he would kill me and my son if we didn't comply with him and that was the re---" "Shut the fuck up you bastard!!!" He gritted his teeth in anger. "There's no forgiveness for betrayers, and you know this rule very well." I tried to step back when that psycho pulled out his gun, but his men held me back in their cage of hold.

I looked down the hallway and through the other side, and there was actually no one in sight. My heart hammered as I approached the large double office doors with D. BLACKWOOD engraved on the metal plate. I forced my trembling hand to knock. No answer. Great. I knocked again. Still nothing. Screw it. I pushed the door open— —and froze in place. Damian Blackwood sat behind his massive black desk. Sharp suit. Cuffed sleeves. Jaw tight enough to crack a diamond. He didn’t look up at me. Not even a glance. I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off by his deep voice.

He screams in agony before the black beast drags him down from the tree before tearing off the arm and chewing before swallowing it before the eye of that man in black that reflect only terror. The Black beast is Blacky that snifing and licking the wound of that man arm like a delicious candy. It then looking at Fatty Pao smile and pant while using his front paw to point at the man in black who got his arm torn off. It’s acting cute and whimpering at Fatty Pai like a cute little puppy. “Blacky He’s not your food you know. At least wait until our master has done interrogating these three first.” Said Fatty Pao before bringing three men in black with the help of Bl

until she stood completely naked in her boss's office. "Beautiful." His eyes traveled over every inch of her. "Now bend over my desk." Sarah obeyed, positioning herself over the desk, her ass in the air, completely exposed and vulnerable. "This is how it's going to work," Mr. Blackwood said, moving behind her. "I'm going to fuck you. Hard. Rough. No mercy. And you're going to take it. You're going to scream my name and beg for more. And when I'm done destroying you, you're going to thank me for the opportunity. Understood?"

"Please, I need more." "You need my cock, is that it?" Mr. Blackwood's voice was a low, mocking growl. "Yes, Daddy. Please. I need your cock." Mr. Blackwood chuckled, a dark, rich sound. He removed his fingers, leaving Liam feeling suddenly empty. He heard the sound of him spitting, lubing up his own cock. Then he felt the blunt, wet head of it pressing against his entrance. "This is mine now," Mr. Blackwood stated, his voice possessive. "This tight ass belongs to Daddy. And I'm not using a rubber. A real claim is raw."

He fucked my ass with long, powerful strokes, spanking me red while pulling my hair. “Rub your clit while I destroy your asshole,” he commanded. I reached between my legs and rubbed my clit furiously as he pounded my ass. The dual stimulation pushed me over the edge again. I came hard with his cock buried deep in my ass, my whole body shaking uncontrollably. Mr. Black pulled out, spun me around, and lifted me onto the desk. He spread my legs wide, pinned them back against my shoulders, and slammed back into my pussy. “Look at me while I fuck you,” he demanded.

And though I hate to admit it, it’s the kind of flutter I once thought I’d have for Cameron. His Uncle meets my eyes and returns that same calm smile. Then, with practiced elegance, he stretches out his hand, and I take it briefly. “I’m Mr. Black,” he says, voice smooth as polished oak. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Charlotte.” He turns away before I can stammer anything back, and the cockatoo hops from his shoulder to a sofa like it knows its way around. Mr. Black follows in long, measured strides, every movement of his is dignified, almost rehearsed.

"On your back. Right now. I want that cock." His lips curled. "Yes, ma'am."

Best to let whatever joke he'd come up with slide into the air, forgotten. “Well, how would you like to learn about motorbikes and all their spare parts?" Ryan crooned in his fake advertising voice, "You don't even have to pay a dime. Lessons are free!” “Are you trying to get me to come over to your house?" I asked, looking at him distrustfully. “No. Well yeah. But most importantly, I'm trying to pinch free labour." He winked. “Nope. Not gonna happen." “Aww come on man. Please. It's not that hard really. And I'm gonna need company. Dad doesn't do well with small talk. Or big talk for that matter and my brother stays on the phone with his girlfriend all day."

I was bare under him in just my bra and panties and I felt naked already. I removed his shirt and I used my fingertips to trail across the dragon tattoo on his chest, his heart side to be precise. The tattoo was a detailed drawing of a fire breathing dragon, it was so beautiful. He grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head, then he wordlessly bent his head and began kissing my across my neckline slowly, then he moved to my left breast and freed it from the bra, he began to nuzzle my nipple , the he sharply took it in his mouth, this time I couldn't control the moan that escaped my lips, he kept it up and I just kept encouraging him, I had no idea I could even sound like this, it felt so