Chapter 3 S*x toys

Chapter 3

A silly smile appeared on his lips, even though the surroundings were dark, his muscular body and very handsome face could still be seen, because of the moonlight that penetrated the large windows surrounding the house. He went behind me and blindfolded me. I didn't fight and just followed what he wanted. He was behind me and supporting me to walk. A few moments later we stopped. He let go of me for a moment, I heard the rattle of keys and a door opening. He made me go in there. A few steps further, he helped me sit on another chair. I was just surprised by what I saw when he removed the blindfold from my eyes.

We are now inside a huge room almost surrounded by red candles and mirrors, with a big bed in the middle with a red curtain. The room has chairs used for s* sex, the chairs I only see on shows or the internet. There was also a long table in front of a large mirror and there were things on it, all I knew there were whips and s*x toys. There are also handcuffs, ropes and other things.

A great fear is rising in my heart. I'm sick of thinking that he might torture me and then kill me. It's been a long time since we last met, it looks like he's changed a lot physically and mentally.

"W-what are we doing here?" I was stuttering with so much fear and trembling.

"Don't act like you don't know what we're going to do here b*tch!" He was interested in me which surprised me, especially the last word he called me.

The fear seemed to be replaced by pain, pain that came from the heart and spread throughout my body. I just kept quiet until he pulled me closer to him and kissed me violently. I don't even know how to kiss. I just let him do what he was doing, I could also feel the pressure of his body.

I just let him do what he was doing, I let him look down on me. For 3 million, for the rest of my brother's life.

Dama is shocked, or angry at what he is doing. I can taste the rust and I'm sure it's from the bleeding on my lips.

He dragged me to the bed and just threw me there like a used object. He turned his back to the long table, from the mirror in front of him he looked at me. He was carrying a whip. He was taking off his polo shirt as he approached.

Gradually he came to me and whispered..

"Be ready f*cking b*tch!"

Besides, he made me fall down and hit me with a whip. He also brought the rope and tied it to my two hands. I cried because of the pain, especially the pain from the heart. He tore my clothes.

He beat me for several minutes. After he was satisfied, he made me face him. He violently destroyed my underwear. Now my naked body is exposed in front of him. I lowered my arms to cover my chest but he grabbed my hand and raised it above my head. I see a different Lucas now, very far from the Lucas that I used to respect and love.

He kissed me violently again. His one hand is on my chest and he is squeezing it hard. I feel pain, but it seems that I feel a different tickle and heat and my body likes what is happening.

From the kiss on the lips, Lucas' lips traveled down from the neck, to the breasts. This d*la*n and s*ps*pin made me feel hotter like a thirsty baby. I couldn't stop letting out loud grunts because of the strange sensation I just felt there.

I just felt that his head was down on my chest again, I realized and felt ashamed. Using his arms he lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulders. I wanted to stop it but he was stronger. He locked my tied hand on my stomach by running his arm over it.

And another strange sensation, he made me feel hotter and rappier. He gradually opened my gap and played with his tongue inside it. I don't know where to turn my head, I'm so tickled.

"Loooooooooveeeeeee! Please!" I growled out loud that I don't know where I got it from. I felt a tickle in my heart and felt like I was going to pee.

"I aa-peeed Lucaaaaass!" I tried to stand up but I couldn't. Instead of letting go, he pressed me even more to lie down, I couldn't escape and he was stronger than me. He improved and sped up playing with me.

A few moments later, I felt a thick liquid gushing from my womanhood. I felt ashamed again when he cleaned it with his mouth.

After that, he stood in front and guided me to sit down.

"Now pleasure me!" he ordered me. I was still trying to figure out what he meant but what I see my other coworkers do to their customers as an extra service in the vip room came to me.

Even though I was shaking and nervous, I still moved my tied hands and carefully opened the zipper of his pants.

Even though I couldn't fully unzip his zipper, I could already feel the swelling lump of his manhood that was still hidden in his boxers. I'm nervous because it's my first time seeing it in person. I looked at him first, he just looked up so I completely lowered his pants along with his boxers.

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His attractive masculinity appeared on my face. I swallowed when I realized how big and long it was. My hands trembled to touch his property. I started to lift it up.

"Tsk! Is that cost 3 million b*tch?" he seems hostile to me.

He held my head and brought it closer to him. I missed it so I opened my mouth and inserted his. He guided my head up and down. I couldn't breathe when he pressed his on my throat. I was blown away by the size of it and I could feel my small lips stretching because of it. I started moving my hands up and down the body of his part while moving my head.

With each thrust, his moans deepened. It made me even more excited because of it, even though I didn't know anything. He just held my loose hair so I spit out his part first. I held its body and started to touch and s*psip*n its head. His ung*l became more relaxed and stronger.

I did that for a few minutes, I forced him to finish until I felt as if his masculinity was growing inside my mouth, he pressed it harder and after a few seconds he took it out, then he grabbed my head and pulled out his face on me. t that ju*ce. The rest spilled from my lips so I tasted it and it was quite sweet.

"Clean yourself. We're not done yet" he made me stand up and removed the ties from my hands. He guided his head to the right to perhaps point to the cr inside the room.

"P*ny*ta!" was the first word that came out of my mouth when I entered the room. That's when my body feels like it's getting weak. There's a part of me that wants to back off, but my body feels excitement. I went to the sink to wash and lather. I can see half of my body in the mirror, my neck and chest are full of k*ss marks. I dismissed the scenarios that entered my mind and proceeded to the shower. While cleaning myself, I didn't realize that he entered the bathroom. He stuck his body to my back and from there he touched my breast. He plays with my nippl*s with the flow of water from the shower. I can feel his masculinity behind me. My knee was weak, and I almost sat down, but he caught me.

He carried me facing him while my two legs were separated and equally carried on his waist. I got even hotter when I felt his manhood between me. While he was walking, he pressed my lips with a kiss.

He threw me on the bed, he climbed on top of me and kissed me again while his hand moved every corner of my body. He violently separated my legs and positioned himself at my opening.

A stab inside made me cry, in so much pain I clung to his arms and pressed my nails into them.

"Shit" he shouted and remained motionless.

"Are you still v*rgin? How come this could be, you're a sl*t!?" There was a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"I only dedicated myself to you, as I promised" I answered him with tears in my eyes.

He pressed me with a kiss again but not violently, I just think that it was full of love at that time.

He slowly moved from the surface. The pain before is replaced by a strange tickle and pleasure. Until I didn't realize it and I was going along with his movements. Again, I felt the strange tickle in my heart, a sign of climax.

"there it is again. It's so close." My accented voice that I knew he would hear. He sped up the movement and a few moments later I released my liquid. After that, he pressed himself on me even more and I felt heat inside me.

He released his masculinity to me and looked at my femininity, I looked away in shame and then he lay down on the side. In just a few seconds, he pulled me on top of him to sit down.

"Is it really your first time?" he asked me with tenderness but I could see that he was frowning. I just nodded in response.

I can still feel his hard masculinity on my thigh. It's wet and sticky. He grabbed my waist and moved it over him until his duck entered me. He supported my bean in the movement until I didn't realize that I was enjoying what I was doing and I voluntarily raised my chin to him. His hands were busy playing with my chest.

We changed positions. He seems to have been a very good teacher to me. I didn't think he was still Lucas, the Lucas who was gentle and careful with me before.

I felt the climax again and I was getting weak. I can still clearly see the intensity of desire in his eyes.

This is the third round tonight. It seems that he is not tired and tired yet. While my knees were shaking and panting even he was moving.

He continued to fuck me from behind. One of his hands was pulling my hair while the other was massaging my clitoris which gave me more excitement. His lips were busy kissing my neck and back.

"Ugh! Ugh! You're so f*cking tight!" Ugh! You're so delicious!" the room was filled with grunts and moans from both of us.

And again I felt a strange tickle developing in my stomach.

"Sh*t! Ugh! I-I'm close. Hurry up!" It's hard for me to speak because I feel so good.

"Ugh! Let's c*m together b*tch!" and he held one of his hands on my chest and squeezed it so much that it seemed to be shaking. I don't know which will hurt me more, squeezing him, or hearing him call me a b*tch.

I ignored it and the desire to reach the climax prevailed. After a few more b*yos, we screamed at the same time from the taste.

We are both holding our breath. I fell down completely and he fell next to me. I didn't realize it and I was swallowed by tiredness and sleepiness.

I last saw a pair of his gray eyes before they closed completely.

I woke up with the sun rays hitting my face. I looked around and noticed that the room I was in was different from the room we used last night. This room has only three colors around, black, white and gray. The very fragrant smell of the man is also wafting. When I woke up, I felt pain in my body, especially between my thighs. I took a deep breath and forced myself to sit up. On the side table is a glass of milk. I reached for it and drank it. I rested for a while and when I felt I could do it, I stood up.

I found the bathroom in the bedroom and started to clean myself. Somehow I feel better.

When I came out of the bathroom, I saw him with his back to me and carrying a bag.

"Here's the 3 million pesos. Fix yourself and leave." he said to me, causing pain in my chest. He put the bag on the bed and was about to leave.

"I can't accept that. I-I really want to dedicate myself to you. Luke.. I.." he stopped at what I was saying.

"Don't continue what you're going to say Lavender. Oh! F*ck! You're not Lavender anymore, you're the wh*re Violet now. Take the money with you, I have my word. I just want to rent you for a night" what I wanted to say was interrupted. I couldn't stop crying in front of him.

"You're lucky enough to have that kind of money, exchange of what I can have just for free, sl*t. I don't wanna see you again" and he finally left the room.

I had to be strong. I wiped my tears, then everything was over, he got what he wanted. And he doesn't think of me other than being a dirty woman, my giving him my virginity can't remove the taint that is attached to my work. I can't blame him.

I want to leave the money but I don't want to do anything else. I swallowed the way he looked at me, why would I refuse the money I need for Jasper's treatment.

I fixed myself, I saw the pair of sandals I was wearing yesterday, together with a white dress, that's what I wore.

When I left the room, I caught up with the woman who brought me here.

"Young master entrusted you to me. Eat breakfast before leaving." he said to me. He looks straight but the tone of his voice is gentle.

"A-ah.. not anymore. Maybe Lucas will catch up with me. Thank you." I tried to continue walking out with the bag with money but manang grabbed me.

"Come and sit down and eat first. Young master gave you to me. I will take you downstairs later." Manang said to me again.

He guided me to sit at the dining table so I ate at least a little. He remained standing by my side so I invited him.

"You? Eat it." I invited but he just shook his head so I just continued eating until I finished.

"Thank you very much."

"Follow me. I'll take you to your house."

"Oh no. Thank you very much."

"Young master entrusted you to me. I need to make sure you get home safely.

I was surprised by his answer. Did Lucas really order everything?

A little hope came to life. But I remembered the last things he said to me before leaving me so my chest hurt again.

As manang said earlier, he sent me to our house. Before I left, manang also returned my things that I brought yesterday. I also thanked the driver for taking me.

"Sister, why are you here now? You didn't answer my calls earlier. Have you had lunch yet?" Jasper greeted me as he stood up from the chair when I entered.

"I'm sorry Jasper. My cell phone battery is drained. I already ate earlier, I'm just going to rest in the room." I let him know.

Entering the room, I just lay down on the bed. I still feel the pain of my whole body, especially my heart.

Lucas. I hope the time comes when you give me a chance to tell you stories, like before. I hope you understand me too. But if that opportunity doesn't come, I'm still very thankful because I fulfilled my promise to you. Lucas.. I still love you very much. Dear dear..

I just cried until I fell asleep from exhaustion.

To Be Continued...