Fifty Three

LADY SASHA

I get down from the Beta's bed, my bare body; luscious boobs, and a cunt dripping his thick cum in bold display.

I shrug into his oversized robe. His masculine smell still lingers on me.

Adoring the man whom I just warmed his bed, a man that keeps whispering words of a promising future in my ears, fierce with words, actions, and nothing short of vigour in bed. A man I've become his slut and night slave.

"Common Sasha, you can't leave now.” He beckons on me.

"What's so special about this moment?”

"My dick is still hard.”

I laugh so loud. "What's the number now? We've done like four rounds of violent sex, even though my skin is thick, my cunt is soft, it hurts.”

"I have just the right lubricant." He plays with his hard dick.

“Thanks, but no thanks.” I decline his juicy offer. “There is stuff that needs to be done, they won't carry out themselves.”

"Like?"

“I want to serve Aaliyah myself.”

"There are the destitute to do that. My woman can't do crappy stuff.”

"It's not new,