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I put the phone on silent mode and set it down again, switching my focus to the girls. “I'll go first.” I tell them, the air getting caught in my throat again but I need to do this, I need to be honest with them, its only fair because none of them has hidden anything from me. “Fin fact, ” I nervously laugh, my gaze settling on Katherine. “I'm not a bartender or waitress, I work at a sex club, I'm actually a whore.” I swallow, my gaze roaming the car. “I don't only dance at the sex club, I'm also high end sex worker and personally? I think God has abandoned me.”

“Can we do this someplace else? If you’re going to have a domestic it shouldn’t be out here.” And I remembered that others were looking for me, some of them with hostile intent. So I accepted being bundled into the house of ill-repute like just another sex worker. The madam fawned all over the men and regarded me with scorn until she knew who I was. After that nothing was too much trouble. I enjoyed a long bath in a circular tub filled with scented bubbles and the robe laid out on the bed was expensive looking. Satin, I was informed. Luxury like this wasn’t something I was accustomed to receiving. And all because of Rose having gone up in the world.

I wanted their money and they needed me to give them the release they have so long wished and dreamt of. Yes, being a sex worker is extremely disgusting and I can't say I had no choice cause I did. Laila gave me choices even though she wasn't related to me but I chose the harder way and have never for once regretted it cause I have no reason to even if there at times it disgusts me. "Harder!" A loud moan filled the corridor and I couldn't help but feel needy. Needy to have a man in my bed, pleasing him and having him beg for more.

Our whores were well taken care of, tested every week for diseases, and were clean but most of them were poverty-stricken women, who had nothing to their names and had chosen this as a last resort because we provided them with a good life and protection under the Costello name. I don't know if they enjoyed this job or not but having sex with a woman who didn't have another option didn't settle well with me. Niko gave me a stern nod and exit the club through the back door. I went to the bar and ordered a whiskey for myself. A woman sat by me, probably the same whore. "What can I do for New York City's only Consigliere?"

His hands pinned her down to the bed in order not to have any room for escape when she wants to. He planned on taking pleasures from her body till he is satisfied, it doesn't matter if it takes the whole night. She was brought in here for a sole purpose and that's to satisfy his sexual needs. To him, she is nothing but a mere sex slave he possessed under him, not his mate. She is nothing close to even being a concubine, his concubine. He positioned himself in her entrance and with no warning, he thrust into her venomously. He wasn't slow, he wasn't thrusting steadily too. Alpha Connor made sure to makes her scream or howl in agony.

That was all he said before he left Michael who was stunned by what he said. Nexus was already fixing himself when Michael entered the room that is exclusive to him. It has a large bed, two couches, and a small table. Every sex worker who works in the club has an exclusive room where they can entertain their customers. But the customers are also given a chance to take them outside, with their consent, of course, just like what happened to him and that kid last night. “You already have a customer,” Michael informs. “That fast? We just opened.” He said, his forehead furrowed.

Disclaimer & Content Warning This novel is written under the pen name "Sasicha" and is classified as PWP (P**n Without Plot) with explicit erotic content. This novel is a dark, erotic reimagining of a classic fairy tale. It contains explicit graphic sexual content and dark themes that may be triggering for some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. It is strictly intended for mature audiences only (18+). Explicit Sexual Content. Dirty Talk. Dark Themes: Includes themes of obsession, dub-con (dubious consent), and power imbalance.

The warehouse filled with the filthy sounds of sex, wet slapping, gagging, moaning, and the constant dirty talk from the men. “Such a greedy little whore,” one laughed as he fucked my tits. “Look how she’s clenching around us.” I came endlessly, my body shaking and squirting repeatedly as they rotated through every possible combination. They fucked me doggy style, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, and in positions I didn’t even know existed. Elena fucked my ass with her strap-on while three men took turns in my pussy, each one adding another load. Hours blurred together in a haze of cock, cum, and overwhelming pleasure.

Their relationship was nothing more than a sponsor and an artist, with the main character dutifully warming his bed even without being asked. In one word, this was a fully spicy, abusive arc that won the hearts of many crazy readers and elevated the whole book into one of the top spicy books on the platform! Uea should have been excited. Aside from money, what else was the joy of life? Of course, it was sex. Sterly gave the main character both satisfying sex and money. What else could one desire? But humans were made to be inherently greedy. When they hadn't tasted something, they'd never see it as much, but after tasting it, it would be hard to pretend they hadn't.

* *Ezra's eyes gleam with sadistic delight at your pleas, her movements becoming even more erratic and punishing as she chases her own climax. "Such a good little cockslut, taking it so well," she sneers, her voice strained with the effort of holding back. "But don't think you've earned a reward just yet. We're far from done here." *With a particularly vicious twist of her hips, Ezra drives her cock as deep as it will go, grinding against your cervix as she unleashes a torrent of hot, sticky cum directly into your womb.* "Take it all, you filthy whore," she hisses, her face contorted in a mask of primal lust. "Every last drop belongs inside you, marking you as mine forevermore."