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“We’re not here to fight, but I won’t be disrespected. Are we all clear?” the Black Widow asked.
Twelve yeses echoed off the bare walls.
“Excellent. Get the hell out of here and go find a room.”
That was all I needed to hear. I almost wondered if the Black Widow was Coach and this was how he kept his top players out of trouble. He could also be an asshole like that.
“You good, man?” Q said from beside me, our shoes slapping the tile floors as we strolled down the hall.
“Yeah. I’ll deal with him another time.” I slowed as we approached the rooms on both sides. Each door was closed. “For now, I’m going to enjoy myself. God knows the jersey chasers at the parties are getting old. I need a change.”
“Same. Catch you later.” Q walked away then hesitated as he reached for the doorknob. His gaze cut to mine, and we nodded before we slipped on the skull masks and activated the voice disguisers. We both opened the doors and stepped into our surprise fantasy for the evening.
My eyes widened as I focused on the dimly lit space. A floor-to-ceiling cabinet covered the wall to my right. A cage took up half the room, and I approached it—a girl with full tits, curvy hips, and a nice round ass huddled in the corner. Someone knew how I liked my ladies—with some meat on their bones. A black blindfold hid the majority of her face, and a gag was shoved in her mouth. The collar around her neck sported a thick chain anchored to the cement floor. Her hands were tied together, and she attempted to cover her nakedness with her arms.
Even with the blindfold, she was beautiful. Mesmerizing.
“Are you afraid?” I asked, my cock so hard, I thought it might rip through my black slacks, part of the Black Widow’s mandatory uniform. I hadn’t ever been this turned on before. I was in control. She would serve me, and I liked that idea way too much.
Swallowing hard, she nodded. I nearly moaned out loud.
“You’re gagged since I wasn’t in the mood for small talk tonight.” I smirked, enjoying the ability to completely dominate her.
“Do you know where you are?” I was curious if she’d been snatched off the street or if she had been invited like the Black Widow said. This chick didn’t look like she was having fun.
Again, she nodded.
“Are you here willingly?” I almost regretted gagging her, but that was my last question.
She nodded enthusiastically. Excellent. It was time for the games to begin.
I opened the cage and closed it behind me. She could only go somewhere once I unlocked her collar, assuming I could find the key.
Her perky tits rose and fell with her heavy breathing. I wondered if she got off on being terrified as much as I did on terrorizing her. It was probably some sick shit, but my past had made me a twisted man.
I reached out and smoothed her long blonde hair. “You’re stunning.” Looking around, I spotted the chair in the far corner of the cage and sat down. “Spread your legs, my pretty little slut. I want to see if your cunt is wet and ready for me.”
She leaned against the bars and parted her creamy white thighs, exposing her clean-shaven pussy to me. I reached inside the cloak and unbuttoned my jeans, the sound of the zipper following.
I freed my cock and stroked it as my attention swept over her stomach and toned legs.
I stood and, within a few steps, closed the gap between us. Grabbing her hair, I jerked her head back and she yelped.
“Choke on this, beautiful.” I tossed the robe over my shoulder before I removed her gag and held it in my hand. I shoved my dick into her mouth so hard and fast that she didn’t have time to catch some air before I did it. I groaned as her full lips wrapped around my shaft. “That’s it. You look so gorgeous right now, taking it like a good girl.” I didn’t move an inch, cutting off her airflow. “Your cheeks are bright red. I recommend you start sucking my cock if you want to breathe again.”
Her body trembled, and I released my hold on her hair. She attempted to pull away, but I cupped the back of her head and ensured she could only move enough to have a trickle of air.
The chick’s tongue swirled around my sensitive skin and I groaned. This bitch was so much better than the girls at Q’s parties. Hell, I hadn’t even fucked this girl, but I was about to lose my shit.
I pulled out of her mouth, and she broke into a coughing fit. Before she could say a word, I replaced the gag in her mouth. Wondering how long the chain would reach, I picked it up off the cement floor and stretched it out. She couldn’t reach the door. I scooped up the chair and moved it closer, then I jerked her to her feet and led her to it.
“Bend over.”
While she was feeling around for the back of the furniture to place her bound hands on, I grabbed a condom from my wallet in the back pocket of my slacks. I didn’t want to leave her and search for a rubber in the cabinet.
Finally, she bent over, and I kicked her feet apart. Shocked, I frowned as my gaze landed on some dude’s name carved into her lower back. Apparently, this chick liked pain. Who was I to judge?
I spread her ass cheeks, my attention gliding up and down her sweet slit. Even though she was here to serve me, tasting her pussy was a must. I knelt and massaged her clit with my thumb, coaxing a gasp out of her.
