Chapter 50: A Clown’s Needs (R-18)

Once the door to Arias's room clicked open, Harley quickly entered and found Arias standing by the entrance with furrowed brows.

"Hi?" She put on an innocent act, waving at him while smiling widely as if she hadn't done anything wrong.

Arias didn't reply with words. Instead, he lifted her off the ground and carried her over to the bed, where he tossed her like a sack of potatoes.

"Oh my~ Boss, you really shouldn't bring your workers into bed, you know, but what can a poor lil' gal like me do against a big, strong—whoa!"

Harley's playful banter was interrupted when Arias grabbed her legs and forcefully flipped her over. Before she knew it, her perky ass was up in the air, presented to him perfectly.

"You sure are rough, boss. What if you break a fragile thing like myself?" Harley looked back at Arias and asked, shaking her ass for him with a grin on her face.

"Skill issue."

Arias arched her back and ran his hand across her plump bum, smacking it nice and hard.

"Ouchy~ Have I been a bad girl? Are you gonna spank me till my cheeks turn purple? Shouldn't you get my shorts out of the way then?"

The spank had Harley biting her lip in anticipation, wanting to feel Arias's hands smack her bare flesh.

Arias granted her wish and slid her shorts off entirely, leaving her in only a bright pink thong. She took the liberty of raising her own top, exposing her breasts as they pressed against the bed sheets the more she arched her back.

A thin, colorless trail ran down her left thigh as she got exposed.

Arias squeezed one of her ass cheeks playfully, and every time he did so, he could clearly see her pussy and asshole, as the thin cloth from the thong covered very little.

Harley bit her lip in anticipation, shaking her ass side to side to urge him to do more.

He started slow, sliding two fingers into her soaking wet cunt. How she got wet so fast was a surprise to even her.

As she felt Arias's two fingers stretching her pussy lips as they slowly penetrated her, she made a lustful face and rolled back her eyes slightly, showing an expression that resembled a drooling bitch in heat.

"Ohhhh, that's the stuff~"

Arias didn't need to move his hand as she began to grind on his fingers on her own accord. He only shifted his hand side to side as she did so, making sure to tease the walls of her cunt from all angles.

In between grinds, he would smack her ass with his free hand, making her yelp in pleasure, which only made her grind more passionately and vigorously.

Arias soon felt she was more than wet enough, so he took out his fingers and quickly undid his pants, revealing his throbbing hard cock.

Harley wasn't even given the chance to comment as he immediately spread her cheeks and slid into her.

"OH fuckkkkk~ Fuck this naughty little cunt silly!"

Her body trembled when Arias's cock finally slid into her, stretching her walls even further apart, but that didn't stop her from craving more.

"Oh, I plan to."

Arias grinned and gave her ass a sharp smack before starting to pound her.

"hohhhhly Fu-ou…ah!~"

Harley gripped the sheets hard and received her back shots like a champ, enjoying both the stinging pain and rough pleasure she was getting.

The sound of her ass cheeks clapping against him filled the room, surpassed only by her loud, unreserved moaning.

Arias got only rougher and soon flipped her over, putting her into missionary before shoving his cock back into her almost immediately.

"It feels like you're churning my guts! Harder, break this cunt—!"

Harley's moans came to a pause when Arias placed a hand on her neck and began choking her—not in the sexual sense, but in a very real, dangerous way.

Her airway was actually restricted, causing her eyes to go wide and her hands to fidget as she tried to push him away.

The seriousness of the situation was difficult for her to focus on since Arias was still pounding her cunt the entire time with even greater force.

When it looked like she was starting to lose consciousness, Arias let her breathe—but only for a moment before choking the literal life out of her again.

When she realized he wasn't actually trying to kill her, Harley felt some relief, but the danger of the situation was enough to push her over the edge, making her orgasm hard.

Arias was starting to see a pattern with her. She wasn't just masochistic—she found a twisted pleasure in having her life endangered. The feeling of not knowing whether or not he'd actually kill her was something she couldn't describe.

So even as she caught her breath, thinking about the experience, she gazed at Arias with a smile.

"I thought you were actually going to kill me for a moment there."

She laughed it off as a joke, but Arias didn't join in. He only gave her a hard-to-read glance. This made her wonder once again, instantly turning her on.

"Err…round two?"