Vanessa does as he said, climbing onto the bed, his cock sliding between her nylon-clad thighs. "Aaah." She whimpered, recalling how this was how it started just last night, when he fucked her into begging to be his bitch. "Haah.... haah." The heroine gulped, raising her hips, aligning his cock with her drenched pussy. "Mmmh... aahhhn." Vanessa shuddered, looking into his eyes as if she was waiting for permission to insert his cock into her waiting hole.
"Not begging me to stop now, are you?" He laughs, gripping her thighs and slamming his cock upwards inside her without waiting for her to be ready for him.
Faye moaned as she was under him.
"Wouldn't it be a way to go~" she chuckled.
As he rolled of her, when could feel his warm seed still in her.
"But I think I'm the same~" The number of climaxes she had and the gold in her took a tool on her body and mind. She was barely able to move.
"I need to start my shift soon." He groans, before standing. "And unless I actually get a rich trophy wife, I still need to do my job. Contact me when you've recovered, and I'll call a full team meeting." He takes the gold away from her nipples, before leaving her to her own devices.
Shame, humiliation, and embarrassment coursed through Jenny when Dylan so casually revealed her to be a whore. Although in truth, Jenny had no idea how to make the truth sound any better. A pang of abandonment hit her when Duke moved over to her sister, followed by a touch of jealousy when he began guiding Chastity's actions. But she had to admit, the pair looked good together.
The prospect of working together with her sister had seemed impossible only a week ago, but now the idea seemed very alluring. The thought of working with her twin sister as Dylan's prostitutes somehow seemed intoxicating. But she had to wonder if she should. Duke was a powerful and dangerous man, and Jenny had wanted desperately to keep her sister away from him. The unforeseen happenstance that a crime lord just so happened to own the gym she and her sister had joined seemed so... unlikely. Had he orchestrated this somehow? Jenny shook that idea away as impossible, the real problem that confronted her was that Chastity was seemingly wanting to become a whore!
But wasn't that her choice to make? Wasn't it up to Chastity to live the life she wanted to live? Wouldn't it bring them even closer together? Jenny's heart raced and she held out a hand to hold Chastity's.
"Always." She replied with a happy smile.
"Eeep!" Chastity squeals with joy, rushing to Jenny and nearly crushing her sister with an incredibly tight hug, toned arms pressing hard as iron, as her hard nipples are easily felt through the thin fabric of their sports bras. "You're the best, Jen!" She relaxes her grip, but doesn't let go, her grip going from spine breaking, to pressing herself against her sister erotically, hands squeezing her ass. "Well, if I'm getting hired, then we should probably show the boss why we're worth his money, shouldn't we?" She leans forward, lips touching Jenny's.
Finally, something useful. Sonata stretches and surreptitiously follows the group, presumably to where the meeting is happening. Not going to have an excuse to get inside like at Tinnitus. I'll have to find a quiet way in if I want to actually learn anything.
"Why there?" One of the men asks. "Don't know. Boss is a snob, I guess. Says we're supposed to go in through the back and wait for the performance to end, while the boss and the lieutenants sit in the auditorium. Weird." Another shrugs, before the third leans in. "Dude, keep your voice down when talking to the boss. It's not just people from other gangs who go missing..." To Sonata's possible surprise, the men head towards a large, advanced opera house, so sleek and modern that it's a wonder that there's tenements just a few blocks away - one he knows is associated with high class musical acts from his involvement in the local music scene.
As the men said, they head around the back of the building, where a loading bay stands, some more thugs awaiting by the doors to check that the newcomers are members of the Blunted Sickle.
Azura let Daiyu take care of the preparations, using the chance to relax a bit and mentally prepare for what was to come.
(Sorry for the uninspired post, today has been one of those days. Will try to do better tomorrow.)
Esmerelda moves over to sit next to the young magical girl. "How are you feeling?" She smiles. "Never thought I'd be working hand in hand with a crime boss. Though this is certainly not your...average...crime boss." She chuckles. "Seriously, though, are you alright? This is probably the biggest fight you've been up against, I'm guessing?"