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A BRIEF ROMANCE WITH THE DEVIL

This story is a bold exploration of passion, power, and vulnerability. With intense encounters and raw emotions, it delves into the complexities of love and desire in a way that keeps you hooked from start to finish. NOTE: This book is rated 18+ and readers below 18 are not encouraged to read.

Yusuf_Hussain_9682 · Fantaisie
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9 Chs

Chapter 1

Bring him in! (Bunmi said in a loud and saucy tone.) I was dragged in like a thief after being bruised, battered, maltreated and locked in a mini-cell in her compound for a couple of days. I dropped down helplessly on the ground, weak, tired, hungry and helpless, pleading for mercy. You idiot, how dare you hit by GLK with your fitty tricycle? (She spat on me for the second time.) my hands salivated hungrily to hit her but I realised that would be suicidal considering the hefty body guards around.

Raise him up and let me see his poverty-stricken face. (She ordered as her friends laughed aloud under the influence of strong wine.) I placed my hands over my dick because I had been stripped to just my pant. Hey! Take off your hands from your PlayStation joystick (Lola, one of her friends instructed). Jeeezzz! You have a massive pipe! (She exclaimed). In shame, I bent my head downwards because I had sworn never to allow another woman to see my nakedness aside from my poor wife, whom I know would have cried out her eyes over my sudden disappearance.

Before I could say Jack Robinson, someone had dopped her hands into my pant, I unconsciously resisted by pulling her hand away, and immediately a signal was sent to my ear via a hard-electrifying slap from one of her bodyguards. All I could hear at the far end of my eardrum was "pull it, pull it". Without further instruction, I had pulled off my pant and my 5.8" 1-inch dick dangled recklessly in between my l@ps as they all laughed hard. Clean him up; he has no money to fix my GLK, but he has a huge rod to ride my pussy GLK.

I was giving a royal bath on one of her Jacuzzi's, after which I was laid on an orthopaedic bed like Abraham's sacrifice waiting to be slaughtered. Four hefty ladies with gigantic boobs and asses with thick artistic watermark stretchmarks pounced on me in turns, having Bunmi leading the ritual. They poured all sorts of wine on me and licked me; I was given strong wine as I got intoxicated. My veins got stiffer and active.

They continued to stroke my neck with kisses and sucked my nipples and pipe simultaneously. Each time I had a flash of how cruel I have been treated, I sorted for a way to punish them back for the ill treatment. I grinded these four bitches like a gladiator in an arena, spanking them aloud and grinding them hard in between their thighs with my Joystick. In the heat of the moment, one of Bunmi's friends requested an BDSM. The right opportunity had come because I was gradually losing strength. I chained her to a table as I banged her from behind. I gave her a hard hit on her neck and she slummed, the rest was history because she collapsed immediately and I also joined her in collapsing.