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Tarnished Heroes Chapter Twenty-Two Yeah, and I know there's someone inside me that nobody sees I’m A Legend Tonight Off World Monday Night
Utopia. Did it get any better than this? The women did anything and everything he wanted, very happily, they indulged his darkest and deepest desires. Daniel reached out for Soria the youngest of the girls servicing him. He liked fucking her and watching the women work her over. “Tie her down.” He whispered to the others while staring into Soria’s deep brown eyes and holding her tightly by the back of her slender neck. The older more experienced women surrounding him were very happy to oblige they secured her wrists and angles with scarves and gauze. They wrapped it around her limbs and then spiked it to the ground below. Soria couldn’t move. So young. So pretty. So innocent. CHOCOLATE! Yes the sweet light scent—faintly reminiscent of chocolate—was all still around. In his drunken stupor, as swung a leg over her hips and looked down at her face he thought he saw a brilliant cascade of auburn hair surrounding a beautiful alabaster face and a pair of emerald eyes staring back at him from below. The gold on his hand flickered in the moon light. “My Lord?” The girl below him inquired softly as she waited for his entrance. DAMNIT! WOT-R-U? FUCKIN’ DEAF? CHO-CO-LATE! Daniel looked down and the woman with the fiery hair, alabaster skin and deep green eyes sparkling at him was gone. Soria the pretty little thing with dark wavy hair was there, her olive hands bound to the green grass below. “My Lord?” Ever since they started last night he’d had the strangest sensation that somewhere way, way back in the far dim recesses of his mind someone was chucking bricks at him. That damn chocolate thing was getting fucking annoying. He wished that voice would shut up. Couldn’t it see that all he wanted to pound the shit out of the bitch below him right now? Yes, this young pretty bitch harnessed to the ground and waiting. That’s all he cared about, not bricks and certainly not chocolate. “Master.” Daniel said with a dark glint in his blue eyes and slid inside the youngest in the nights’ harem. Last night was super, really just super, with the six of them but tonight more came to join them, men and women. Daniel didn’t care, it seemed his hard-on like his supply of semen and stamina was utterly endless while he drank, so the more the merrier, the wetter, the hotter, the better. Damn the torpedoes and full steam ahead. ‘Cause here there be monsters. End of Chapter Twenty-Two of |