Ezekiel$
The way she danced was glorious, mesmerizing, mind-blowing, and breathtaking.
I hated it.
I hated the way they looked at her.
The way they drooled.
The way they looked at her *ss and b**bs like it was the last snack on earth.
The way they touched their d*cks. I hated it.
"F*ck, I need to have her," Aemond said while staring at her. I gave him a glare and stood up.
"Woah, where do you think you are going, Zekiel? We still got time. The night is still young," Mark said. I gave him a glare and said, "I can't stay here any longer."
I took two steps when Mark spoke up, "Wait... At least smash a girl if you know you wanna leave."
"I don't want to." Aemond chuckled. "C'mon, don't be a buzzkill. What about this... You can bed the stripper. I give her to you, then I bet you will want to come here one more time."
I glared at him, angry at the fact that he thinks he owns her. Give her to you? How dare he...
"Fine," I accepted his offer for my own personal benefit. I will have sex with her, and I will be the only one to do so. I will keep her away from all of them. They don't deserve her.
Mark looked amused and laughed. "Wow, so easily? You sure it was Zekiel that said that or is he possessed?" he said with his rough Russian accent, and I rolled my eyes.
He called a tall woman with a slim figure, brunette hair, and red-painted lips to arrange a room for me and the woman who was still dancing but with her eyes closed.
Is that some skill or is she shy? While Mark was done talking to her, he told me, "Go easy on her when you see a white mattress."
Whatever that means, I did not care. I just wanted her to go away from those creatures.
Kiyara
Before I could take off my clothes, Kimberly immediately called me and replaced me with Becka, a tall blonde girl with a cute birthmark beside her eye.
I was glad that I wasn't seen naked, but then I realized that something bigger was waiting for me. Someone had already decided to have sex with me. I wasn't even done dancing.
Hope it wasn't the man with blonde hair. I will scream, cry, and trash everything, but I don't have money to repair the damages. I'm so scared.
My legs are shaking as I wait in the large, clean room with a beautiful rose scent.
It was colored white, and even the mattress was white.
Miss Kimberly said that if it's a stripper's first time, they usually use a white mattress.
Because it will make the customers happy when they know that you are still a virgin.
And I'm so scared. I feel like hiding, but there was nowhere to hide. Then I heard the door knob click open.
I was startled, then I was shocked when I saw who opened it. It-it was the man who was looking at me with a cold gaze.
He had silky dark hair with attractive lips. He had monolid eyes, and he was really tall, like 6'7.
He wore a really expensive white coat with white and black sneakers that looked really expensive.
He wore black trousers and a white top, both hands in his pockets as he looked at me with his cold gaze.
Which could scare anyone. "Strip," he said without even trying to ask for my name or start with a conversation.
I took off my clothes, including my underwear, and waited for him to come forward.
Ezekiel$
When I opened the door, I saw her standing there, just staring at me, waiting for me to do something, and I just wanted to kidnap her and keep her all to myself. I never knew that falling in love would be this way. I'm obsessed.
And the only thing I can think about is her right now. In my 22 years of living, I never would have imagined falling in love at first sight.
I thought that it was stupid, but here I am, in love with a woman I only just met one hour ago.
I wanted this to be quick for her to leave this brothel quickly and have her all to myself.
I will wait for her to succumb to me, and when she does, I will make sure she becomes the luckiest girl alive.
"Strip," I told her, waiting to see how my future woman was made. I needed her so badly I didn't even realize when I started getting hard for her, and it really hurts.
I saw a surprised look on her face, then she obeyed. F*ck, she was perfection. She was made like a goddess.
Her skin glowed, and it looked so smooth. She had perfect curves and a cute birthmark on her neck.
And she blushed, which made her appear cuter than 80% of girls I have seen in my life. I approached her slowly.
Tension built between us as I hugged her naked body. She was stiff, then loosened up.
When I hugged her, she was surprised, and I told her, "You see...how hard I am for you?"
Kiyara
Yes, I felt it, how hard it was. Gosh, it's like a brick. I stiffened again, and my eyes were the size of a tomato.
I was shaken. I thought that I was safe when he hugged me, his tallness dominating me as I smelled his manly scent.
I felt protected and safe, not realizing that he was hard until he asked me that question. He faced my neck and kissed the birthmark. He left a hickey on the side of my neck, which hurt for a little while. His face was buried into my neck as he did his business. It was...
Comfortable. I actually thought that it would be harsh and rough. He is so... gentle.
"F*ck, you smell sooo good," he said with his husky voice. He immediately took a handful of my hair and jerked it backward.
I gave out a small wince as he kissed my neck downwards until he met the top of my brsts. He kissed it and wrapped his large hands around my bbs and pushed me towards the bed. He came on top of me.
His coat already lay on the floor, and he was unbuckling his trousers while giving me a deep kiss. He was so fast.
I wanted to catch up to the pace, but I gave up. He bit my lip, and I winced in pain again. Then he grabbed my boobs again, pressing on them and squeezing them like they were paper. It was really painful yet pleasurable. I moaned surprisingly, and I immediately felt a large log on my stomach. I wondered if he brought a log.
I'm not gonna do anything involving BDSM. No way, it's too scary. But when I looked down,
It wasn't a log. It wasn't a fcking log; it was a goddamn dck. His d*ck. No no no no, I can't handle it. No!
What type of monster carries such a huge thing around? Even if he cuts it in half, it's still gonna be big.
I looked horrified and scared. I nodded my head at him while leaving a small tear. "Please, I can't do this, it won't fit. It's too large," I said with a husky voice.
He smiled, which made him look hot, and he whispered beside my ear, "You were made for me, you must fit."
His voice was so deep I shivered, still shocked. Then I felt a sharp pain, and my stomach felt so full, and my flower was bleeding. It tore.
I screamed and cried. I screamed for him to stop, but he didn't. I also saw him struggling for a while, then he looked relieved, and lust filled his eyes.
He looked at me hungrily as I looked really scared and pained. It still hurts, like hell. "F*ck, you are a virgin?" And I nodded, "Yes," with my voice hoarse from screaming.
Ezekiel$
Fck, she is still a virgin, and nobody told me. No wonder that fcker told me to go easy. I
Literally felt her organ slit open by my length, and it made way for me to enter. It was incredibly
Tight, so f*cking tight, and I felt her glaring at me, her eyes already wet from crying. I gave
Us a minute to rest and let my length grow accustomed to her tightness. Then when it did,
I started moving in and out slowly so she wouldn't feel pain like before. Then my patience ran out, and I went really fast, and then screams and moans were the only thing audible in the room. It
Took her just 3 minutes to reach her orgasm, but I kept on pounding her inside. It was too soft,
And I loved the blood coming out of it and how it filled my c*ck. I kissed her forehead when she sighed, looking tired, but I wasn't done yet.
Kiyara
When will this monster stop already? It hurt. I have reached my orgasm like 3 times already.
And he won't stop. It hurt and still felt good, just like how Kimberly described good sex.
I was already sweating and tired. I was moaning, and my blood and wetness filled the scent of the room.
As he was pounding on me, his sexy lips were around my tits. It might hurt, but I didn't want it.
To stop, to be honest. Finally,After about forty minutes, he finished, taking precautions to avoid any risk of pregnancy. He kissed my neck, his body still marked from our intimate encounter. We lay there, panting as if we had just run a marathon. I held his face and kissed him deeply, conveying an unspoken "I loved it." Kimberly hadn't instructed me to do that, but I felt compelled because he had truly given me pleasure. I drifted to sleep despite the lingering discomfort.
Ezekiel
I was amazed; that was the most incredible experience I had ever had. Could she be more perfect than this? I looked at her, feeling a deep affection, still thinking of the kiss she gave me. It was amazing and unforgettable. Part of me wanted to be with her again, but I knew I had to let her rest. I rested my head on her chest, which bore the marks of my affection, and I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up in the morning while she was still asleep. Quietly, I tucked seven million dollars under her pillow and mattress, then showered and dressed. I left before she woke up, still able to smell her scent—a mix of her natural fragrance and sweet lime.
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