“Yeeeees…”
As Gracie took his cock into her mouth, Helios’ hand went under her long, slinky black gown, fingers creeping on her body until he found her panties. He ripped them off her body and sank his fingers into her pussy. It was the first time he had fucked her this way, but he knew she was beginning to have questions and they had to be addressed before they got to her father’s place.
Gracie’s moans around his cock filled the limousine.
His fingers moved rapidly, Helios using every skill he had in his possession to bring her to a powerful orgasm.
By the time they reached their destination, Gracie was done reapplying her makeup, and she was smoothing out the creases on her gown. Glancing at Helios, she saw his frown as he took in the façade of the abandoned warehouse. “Don’t be fooled by its appearance. We have the loveliest facilities below.”
“Below?” Helios asked as he put on the mask Gracie handed him, a requirement for such gatherings. He stepped out of the limousine first and as he offered his hand, he saw her having trouble holding her gown and handbag at the same time. “Let me hold that for you.”
Gracie handed him her purse. “Thanks.” She looked down at her feet as she came out, thus missing the way Helios handily slipped his Swiss knife into her bag. It was the only way he could sneak a weapon into Manolito Chavez’s compound.
“This factory was once a mental hospice,” she relayed to him with a giggle. “It has its own dungeon, which Daddy thinks is really cool.”
“It is cool,” he agreed. “Are there some original chains left?”
“That and more,” Gracie promised.
The flush in her cheeks made him ask smoothly, “Did you receive the gift I sent you?”
Pleasure shone in her eyes. “Oh, yes,” she said merrily. “I took a sip of it just before leaving. It was wonderful.”
If that was true, then she should be unconscious in thirty minutes. Surely that was enough time for him to find MJ and get her out of here. The abandoned warehouse was as heavily guarded as it had always been, men patrolling the premises every five minutes, but unlike in the past, none of them cared to hide the fact that they were fully armed.
Lots of strings had been pulled for tonight’s event then, Helios observed. How many politicians had been bribed for this supposed celebration to push through? Worse, how many of them were inside this very place, all of them possessing depraved souls in their bodies, wanting to “feast” on the flesh of unwilling women?
Helios’ lip curled at the word “feast”, which was what Olga and James had both used to describe what Manolito Chavez and his patrons did during gatherings like this.
“Helios? Is something wrong?” Gracie asked worriedly, seeing the frown on her date’s face.
He forced himself to shrug. “I’m just a little impatient. After all, you can’t say I’ve been slow in sending you the money you needed…”
She flushed. “Thank you for that. And I promise, tonight will be worth it. Daddy always has the most wonderful shows prepared for nights like this. And when he learns how much you’ve helped me, I’m sure he won’t just gift us with one girl. He’ll give us a full harem.” She paused. “As long as you don’t have any preferences?”
“Someone young and white, preferably. I have what they call a younger sister complex.” It was the only explanation he could think of to make sure he had someone that fit MJ’s bill sent to him.
“You have a younger sister?” she asked in surprise.
“A friend’s sister,” he prevaricated, mentally apologizing to Yuri as he found himself inadvertently talking about Hailey.
“Interesting,” Gracie murmured, but she was already secretly vowing to herself to find out who that girl was. That bitch, whoever she was, had to go. She was not the kind to share her man with anyone else, especially when it was of Helios’ caliber.
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