🌻 THE
ALPHA
h@tëD SLAVE 🌹
By Neemah.
EPOSODE 7&8
🔞 sëx SCENE AHEAD ❗
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A know came on the door and vetta entered with a supreme smile on her face.
” Her blonde hair that use to be dirty is no longer and shiny not to mention wavy.
Face that is always dirty was now predicured and wore very light beautiful make up.
Instead of a slave cloth, she wore a red beautiful ball gown as she matched in.
Cyrus has heard from other woman that Vetta can be a first class Bîtch, like a queen, like she owns him.
All the rumours are unfounded, because Vetta have never behaved out of sort with him.
She only overseas pleasure.
His dark needs.
” Not the bed Cyrus stated when she started walking toward it”.
Vetta stare at the unsmiling huge man with amean scar running across his face, she smiled. ” Yes my king”.
She walked to ghe table and leaned on it, waiting for him. He got up and walked toward her in silence. Vetta smile to herself when she saw his erect organ.
She heard of the new slave, apparently even the new slave can give him his body satisfaction.
She smiled to herself, she shouldn’t worry for nothing, she owns the king to herself. It’s a heading feeling……. Owning a powerful man like him.
He walked to her and turned her back to him. He’s always being a no preamble person, and that’s is why he always send for her.
He raised her gown up she was wet and slick, he grunted in approval. In one swift movement, he shoved into her from behind so forcefully, grunting inaudible.
Vetta bit her lip and winced a bit as he plummeted her body.
He grabbed her hair, yanked on it as he began th-ru_sting his big d’ck into her her.
Vetta Mõ@ned, pleasure and pain mixed together and become one.
The table rattled with force of the animalistic th-ru_st. He unleashed himself in her, taking her in powerful rough th-ru_st that both hurt.
” Yes, yes…..! She cried.
Her Mõ@ns, his grunt the slapping of skin hitting skin and the fierce rattle of the table were the only sound heard in the room.
Then, he pulled out of her, spread he @$$ cheek and dip in back.
He pulled out.
” Get out.
” B…. But my… King.
What is it?
The new slave.
What about her?
” Can I get a training s.. session with her? She did her best to hid how much she wanted him to grant the request.
Why did you want to?
I just want to get along with her since she’s anew slave she liked.
Ok he said walking into the bathroom.
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Vetta watch him disappear through the door. She has never spend a night in his room as his mistress.
She arranged her cloth and headed out of the room. Well one step at a time. All in due time.
TBC.
