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Authors: Haydn Jones
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club. Two bottles of bourbon, ice and a large plate of nachos were also ordered. Samuel picked up the room key from the reception desk while Mandy slowly walked to the elevators, holding the doors open for Samuel she watched him slowly walk towards her. He entered the elevator and pushed the button for level eight. Mandy could sense there was something bothering Samuel by his abrupt manner. Nothing a good fuck won ’ t cure, she thought to herself, as the elevator ascended.
Room 812 was one of the larger rooms the hotel offered. It was tastefully decorated with two cream leather sofas; glass topped coffee tables, drinks cabinet, two king-size beds and an en-suite bathroom. On one of the tables the bourbon and ice was waiting, on the other the nachos, covered with a silver lid.
"I ’ m going to take a shower honey," said Mandy, unzipping the back of her dress as she entered the bathroom. Samuel made straight for the bourbon. He stared blankly at the wall as he poured himself a very large drink. He was losing his mind. Not one word of Mandy ’ s continuous chatter on the drive to the hotel had broken through his thoughts. The sound of the shower and Mandy ’ s voice calling for a drink also went unnoticed.
She was young, twenty-three years old and saving most of the money she earned from the game to pay for a college education she desperately wanted. With a four-year-old child she needed respectability and a secure job. Only an education could give her that. The father of her child had left town before the birth. Her religious parents had disowned her, at a time when family morals were an American preoccupation. Her short fair hair, blue eyes and 37-24-36 frame guaranteed her work seven days a week, but Mandy never worked Sundays, that was a day for taking her son to the park.
"You seem a little tense tonight? ” she said, returning to the room completely naked. "I think you ’ re in need of some expert head."
"I want it all."
"Around the world?"
"Yeah."
She moved over to him and removed his belt and shoes before unzipping his pants and pulling them down. His eyes closed as she took his swollen penis in her mouth and expertly sucked it, eventually taking its full length as saliva dripped from her mouth. At the club she had built up a reputation as a ‘ head queen ’ and consistently earned three-thousand dollars a night. Within six months she would have enough money to pay for her college education, outright.
"I want to fuck your tight little ass," he said, breathing deeply.
"On the bed," she replied in a sultry voice.
"One hole down, two to go." Mandy joked, trying to calm the tense atmosphere, but her comment went unnoticed. Getting onto the bed on her hands and knees she looked around at Samuel. "Having a bit of trouble raising it?"
His penis had become flaccid. "Shut your mouth, bitch!” he retorted, with anger in his voice.
“Okay… take it easy. I ’ ll have it as hard as rock in no time." Mandy turned onto her back, exposing a small tattoo of a cat on her shaven mound.
"Eat my pussy now, it tastes so sweet." He stared at her for some time before lowering himself to kiss her breasts. She closed her eyes and began moaning gently, as if she was enjoying it. He began biting her left nipple, tenderly at first but gradually the bites became more forceful. Her face contorted with pain. Before she could call out, his hand had closed over her mouth. He was biting with a rage escaping from within. His mouth began to taste her warm blood and his teeth ripped the nipple from her breast. Blood poured over her young white skin, covering her chest. Samuel spat the nipple into her face.
Shaking her head violently to one side she freed her mouth, desperately needing to breathe. Her eyes were filled with fear, and the pain was excruciating. ‘ YOU CRAZY BASTARD … YOU CRAZY BASTARD, ’ she shouted, hysterically.
Grabbing her neck he immediately tightened his grip, abruptly stopping her cries. Her face was
Room 812 was one of the larger rooms the hotel offered. It was tastefully decorated with two cream leather sofas; glass topped coffee tables, drinks cabinet, two king-size beds and an en-suite bathroom. On one of the tables the bourbon and ice was waiting, on the other the nachos, covered with a silver lid.
"I ’ m going to take a shower honey," said Mandy, unzipping the back of her dress as she entered the bathroom. Samuel made straight for the bourbon. He stared blankly at the wall as he poured himself a very large drink. He was losing his mind. Not one word of Mandy ’ s continuous chatter on the drive to the hotel had broken through his thoughts. The sound of the shower and Mandy ’ s voice calling for a drink also went unnoticed.
She was young, twenty-three years old and saving most of the money she earned from the game to pay for a college education she desperately wanted. With a four-year-old child she needed respectability and a secure job. Only an education could give her that. The father of her child had left town before the birth. Her religious parents had disowned her, at a time when family morals were an American preoccupation. Her short fair hair, blue eyes and 37-24-36 frame guaranteed her work seven days a week, but Mandy never worked Sundays, that was a day for taking her son to the park.
"You seem a little tense tonight? ” she said, returning to the room completely naked. "I think you ’ re in need of some expert head."
"I want it all."
"Around the world?"
"Yeah."
She moved over to him and removed his belt and shoes before unzipping his pants and pulling them down. His eyes closed as she took his swollen penis in her mouth and expertly sucked it, eventually taking its full length as saliva dripped from her mouth. At the club she had built up a reputation as a ‘ head queen ’ and consistently earned three-thousand dollars a night. Within six months she would have enough money to pay for her college education, outright.
"I want to fuck your tight little ass," he said, breathing deeply.
"On the bed," she replied in a sultry voice.
"One hole down, two to go." Mandy joked, trying to calm the tense atmosphere, but her comment went unnoticed. Getting onto the bed on her hands and knees she looked around at Samuel. "Having a bit of trouble raising it?"
His penis had become flaccid. "Shut your mouth, bitch!” he retorted, with anger in his voice.
“Okay… take it easy. I ’ ll have it as hard as rock in no time." Mandy turned onto her back, exposing a small tattoo of a cat on her shaven mound.
"Eat my pussy now, it tastes so sweet." He stared at her for some time before lowering himself to kiss her breasts. She closed her eyes and began moaning gently, as if she was enjoying it. He began biting her left nipple, tenderly at first but gradually the bites became more forceful. Her face contorted with pain. Before she could call out, his hand had closed over her mouth. He was biting with a rage escaping from within. His mouth began to taste her warm blood and his teeth ripped the nipple from her breast. Blood poured over her young white skin, covering her chest. Samuel spat the nipple into her face.
Shaking her head violently to one side she freed her mouth, desperately needing to breathe. Her eyes were filled with fear, and the pain was excruciating. ‘ YOU CRAZY BASTARD … YOU CRAZY BASTARD, ’ she shouted, hysterically.
Grabbing her neck he immediately tightened his grip, abruptly stopping her cries. Her face was
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