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I whip her a few more times. Watching her ass turn more and more red with each hit until her skin finally breaks. With each whip, she screams and tears fall freely from her eyes, but she is unable to move away.
Just for fun, I continue. Hitting her ass so many times, there is more blood than skin showing. Each scream gets me so hard that I can’t think.
I pull my pants down just enough to release my cock and drive it into her. She screams as my thighs hit her ass. The pain only makes this better for me. I fuck her hard, fast, and painfully. Craving the screams and tears she so freely gives me. She mumbles out some words, but she is so shit-faced, they are completely nonsense.
“Please.” The one word comes out clear.
She starts repeatedly begging for me to stop. Not that I ever will, I pick the belt back up on the ground and wrap it around her throat, tightening it until she can’t breathe. She tries to reach up and grab it, give herself some air, but her arms aren’t cooperating with her.
I pull it as tight as I can, and plow into her. Her gasps only make me go harder until I can’t hold it back anymore. I pull my cock out of her and shove it into her ass. I thrust a few times before roaring out my release deep in her asshole.
I drop the belt, leaving it around her throat, and pull my pants back up. I glance down at her, noticing that she passed out at some point. I guess that’s why the screaming stopped. Not that I mind.
I pick the girl up and toss her into the hall. Someone will find her eventually and help her. Maybe. Or she will wake up and get out of here.
I sit on my bed and pull out a joint. I light it and take a massive hit, holding the smoke in my lungs and relishing the high. I highly doubt that Dimitri would appreciate how I am treating his merchandise. Most of the girls around here are only here for a short time until they find a buyer for them.
The buyers do a lot worse than what I just did, so I like to think I am prepping them for their new lives. Giving them a taste of what’s to come. Not that they know what’s happening to them. Keeping them pumped full of that drug Z means they don’t remember anything.
That drug was the best thing that has ever been invented. I still don’t fully get what it does, but the results are incredible. The user is fully at the whim of whoever they are around and with no memories of what happened to them. ‘
Speaking of the devil himself, who created this wonderful drug, he is calling me.
“Dimitri. What can I do for you this fantastic evening?”
“I have a new job for you.” His Russian-accented voice says through the phone.
A new job could mean a bunch of different things for him. Smuggling drugs or guns across state lines. Finding someone he is looking for. Beating the shit out of someone who has wronged him. But the most important job he has had the guys and me doing lately is finding girls for him to traffic.
“Of course. Is there a specific type you are looking for?”
He chuckles into the line. “You could say that. I met a girl tonight that I am interested in.”
“Do you have any information I can use to find her?”
“Blonde. Pretty. An ass that I want to take a bite out of. Her name is Serena.” I can practically hear his cock getting hard thinking about this girl.
Serena? There is no way it’s my Serena. The last thing I am ever going to let happen is that fucker get ahold of her. I know what he would have planned for her, and I won’t let him get in the way of my plans. He might pay as handsomely, but I have my plans and he won’t ruin them.
“Oh, and the best part. She is Dante Lupo’s girl. A perfect fuck you to him for thinking he has more power than he does.” He laughs.
Dante Lupo? Well, that’s news to me. I thought she was the boy's girl. Do they know about her involvement with Dante? I can’t imagine they do. They wouldn’t be too happy if they knew their little piece of ass was getting in from our enemy. A piece of information I will store away for the right time.
“I need you to get me a full background check on her. There was something about her that looked slightly familiar, and I need all the pieces before she comes to be in my possession.” Dimitri puffs on his cigar.
I can’t let Dimitri get his hands on Serena, but I also can’t say no. So, for now, I will need to play along with his whims until I come up with a plan to get him to forget about her. I listen to Dimitri ramble for a few more minutes about what he wants and what he plans on doing to her before he finally ends the call.
I run my hand through my hair in frustration, not liking this situation at all. I knew I had to compete with the boys for her attention -and that was a tough enough thing to have to do- but now I had to worry about fucking Lupo and Dimitri.
What the fuck is so special about this girl that she has all these men pining after her? Yeah, I’ve seen how hot she is and I bet she can suck a golf ball through a garden hose with those full lips of her, but besides that there isn’t anything noteworthy about her.
Maybe I should do the background check about her and find out what everyone else clearly knows that I don’t. The only problem is I usually have Zeus do things like that -I am completely useless with technology- and I obviously can’t ask for his help with this.
I pull out my phone, sending a message to Axel and Ryker telling them to meet me in my room. I take another puff from the joint as I try to piece together a plan. Nothing seems solid enough, but something would be better than nothing.
The door slams open, showing Axel and Ryker laughing, each holding a bottle of beer. They are wasted and having a good time tonight.
“What’s with the bitch that looks dead in the hallway?” Axel asks with a laugh as he stares down at her.