"Fuck Bryce!" The red-haired girl screamed out in ecstasy as another wave of pleasure surged through her, causing her fifth orgasm to explode that night.
They were on a snooker table on the balcony of his bedroom. He had placed a call to one of his whores, and she came running like all of them.
Women, he always had them whenever he needed them. The entire city was flooded with different species waiting to be fed by his cock. They were all useless, and the only thing they responded to was sex. The only thing they were built for was wild orgasms, and he just happened to be the right guy to give it to them.
Bryce had her hands pinned up against her head as he continuously slammed into her pussy. They liked it rough, and who was he to complain?
She had her legs tangled up around his waist as she threw her head back in reckless abandon, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she felt her sixth wave of orgasm for that night.
"Brrryyyccce!" Her voice came out pleading this time. She wanted relief but was almost certain that she wasn't going to get it anytime soon.
He pulled out roughly from her vagina and replaced his dick with his fingers as he thrust deeper and faster, delving into her warm, sultry flesh and slamming into her already dripping cunt.
She couldn't take it anymore but pulled up her hips to meet his thrusting fingers.
"Do you want me to stop, Mi amor?" He groaned as he inched closer and whispered into her ears. His hot breath fanned her ears, sending millions of shock waves that vibrated and pulsed down to all parts of her body.
She was full, she was ripped, but she'd be damned before she told him to stop. She wanted all he could give and more. She wanted more than what he could give.
"Oooohhhhmmigod!!!" She screamed as her walls pulsated and tightened around his fingers.
He pulled out his fingers and placed them on her mouth to taste. She licked every inch of her juice on his fingers, her voice humming at the back of her throat. An action that only seemed to excite him.
The woman quickly bent down and went for his dick. She stroked and swirled her tongue on the tip of his huge flesh.
She raised her eyes to look at him, satisfied that her action was giving him the much-needed effect.
Bryce threw his head back as she sucked on his dick. He let out a hard breath as a low growl erupted from the back of his throat.
He fisted her hair into his hands as he fucked into her mouth. She opened her mouth to take all of him, making sure to lick all the juice that dripped down his dick into her mouth.
He forcefully pulled her up and tasted his essence on her tongue.
"You are one bad slut, mi amor," he commended, and she grinned in excitement before rising to her feet to assume her previous position.
That was the only way he got them to do whatever he said. Compliment them, and they fall head over heels and do whatever you request them to do. Why use force when you can use words?
That's his motto.
"Thank you, Daddy," she purred, and he slapped her pussy, causing her to shiver.
This night was far from over, and he was pretty sure that she knew it as well.
*****
"You don't have to leave the convent, sister. It's really not a safe place out there," Hera's sister, Christina, spoke out as she handed the folded clothes to Hera, who received them with gratitude.
Christina had no idea why her sister insisted on leaving the convent in search of a job. She had heard wild and creepy stories from the other sisters about the illicit things people do out there. The list was endless, so she had come to the conclusion that the convent was the safest place for her to be.
It was almost like Hera was walking away from paradise straight into the lion's den. She had tried to tell her otherwise, but the girl was adamant and would not listen. Hera had always been stubborn, so there was no surprise there.
Sometimes she wished that their parents were alive. They wouldn't have let them indulge in something as preposterous as this, but they were orphans who found grace with God through the sisters who were sent to come to their rescue, and now twenty years later, Hera was going back there into the wild.
"I know that you're scared, but I promise that I will be fine," came Hera's reply. "I want to find a better place for both of us. That has always been the plan, and I'm grateful that the sisters are supporting me in this as well. Can't you trust me just once?" Her voice came out soft and smooth, and Christina found herself nodding in affirmation.
Hera had a way of talking calmly even in the midst of problems that most definitely would sway you.
"I trust you, but I'm going to miss you a lot. What if something bad happens to you? What if you don't come back for me?" Christina's voice came out trembling. She had always been the weakest one when it came to both of them.
Hera knew how much Christina loved her. They always had each other's back for the longest time, and she knew that leaving would crush her, but she didn't have a choice. She didn't want to grow up in the convent for the rest of her life. She wanted to have her own business and be very successful one day, but that would never happen if she was locked up in here forever.
She had her life already mapped out. Firstly, she was going to secure a job and save up enough to get her own apartment in the city, and after that, she'd train herself through college so that she would graduate and find a better job.
But none of this would happen if she didn't leave. It was a huge risk that she was willing to take, but what she didn't expect was the news crushing her little sister.
She opened her arms, and a crying Christina walked into them, engulfing her in an embrace.
"I will come back for you, my little bunny, and that's a promise I intend to keep. They have already accepted me for the job, and I'm certain that everything will be okay," she assured her with a smile.
Weeks ago, Hera was able to apply for the position of a housekeeper through an agency in the big city, and she was supposed to resume today, but she was able to plead with the agency to start tomorrow, hence her packing.
Christina nodded a reply.
There was no changing Hera's mind when she had made a decision, so she had no other choice but to accept. Even the sisters had given their blessings, so nothing was stopping her from going.
"Thank you, now please help me pack."
"Of course," Christina forced a smile before proceeding to pick up the clothes that were scattered on the bed and into the box.