Night One

It was yet another dark rainy night in Gotham. The city's lights softly glow in the night, covering up what lies beneath the city. It was rotting from the inside, and no one was stopping it. Of course, there is league, but are they doing but putting tape over the problem? Yeah, they take the bad guys away to put them behind bars so they can get out again.

On the other hand, I take care of the problem at its core. People may not see it that way, but it's the truth they need to hear. Killing the bad is better than just tossing it in with more bad people who do what gets out and repeat the process. As my mind goes to my growing cock in my pants, I look at the stripper grinding against my crotch. I grip my glass and swallow a groan as she pushes down on my lap, straddling me and moving her hips. I pick her up, knowing damn well I can't touch them, but I didn't give a fuck. I had a problem she would deal with. I pay for a VIP room and toss her on the sofa. 

She looked scared, grabbed her legs and pulled her to me. She didn't fight. She just looked at me with eyes telling me to fuck her until she blacked out fine with me. I will gladly do that for her. I undo my pants and take my belt, grab her wrist, and tie my belt tight around them. I rip off her thong and sink between her beautiful, milky, smooth legs. 

Fuck she smelled good, just like fresh honey. I took no time slowly licking her slit, which was already slick. My forked tongue was moving in unison. All I could hear was her moaning loudly. Her hips wouldn't stop moving, so I gripped them with my hands, making her sit still while I enjoyed her. Once I felt her close to finishing, I stopped and sat up. Her breathing was heavy, and her pleading eyes made me want to fuck her nine days to Sunday. As I take out my throbbing cock I goan. I saw her staring at me and my size. I smirk. "It's an okay pet. It won't hurt much," I say.

I opened her legs more with my knee and pushed inside her. I was enjoying how tight she was. I rested a hand next to her face as I got all the way in. She was breathing and looking away from me like I took something from her. No way she was a virgin. I look down and see some blood. I smirk. Never mind, I guess she was. I started to move. I saw her face relax finally, and I heard a loud moan. I smirk and move faster, holding her hips. My tongue ran up her chest and wrapped around her nipple as I sucked on it. Hearing her moaning like this makes me want her more. I left sucking on her nipple and moved to licking and sucking on her neck, my fangs grazing her skin. Don't bite down, Ambrose fuck fuck. My brain snapped due to the pleasure, and I sunk my fangs into her neck. I heard her scream in pleasure. I licked up the blood and kissed her to shut her up. I felt her tighten around my cock. "Fuck" I groan as I release inside her. I pull out and, undo her wrists and fix my pants. I lay 1,000,000 dollars on the table and look at her passed out as I leave.