She was all I wanted...
Zoey Moretti's destruction was only the beginning.
Before I became Seth De Luca, I knew that the Morettis had to disappear from the face of the earth. The plans to take them out TOOK a back seat when I set my eyes on Zoey. Th...
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All I wanted was to find some pussy and slam hard. The best place would have been my sex lounge, but no one knew I owned the business and owned them.
When my driver pulled at the back gate of Moretti's, he rushed out to open the door. I paused and glared at him. "I want someone tonight before we get home."
He nodded. "Any preference, sir?"
"Black. She must have braids wrapped in a bun. Make sure she's got a tiara too."
"Do you want her upstairs or in the dungeon?"
I dumped my mask on the ground and got in. I took a deep breath and felt some relief as I thought of her. Her scent. "I'll let you know before we get home." I had the dungeon for specialties, and this one was no specialty.
In no time, we were at the house. The house was my world, all concrete and tall glass windows that gave a view of the mountains. At least the slut I would have tonight would appreciate the view from the comfort of my hands.
I reached the main door and nodded to the camera, prompting the door to open. In the living room on my left, Fred the pimp stood with my package. He nodded and handed her over to me. The only problem was that those weren't natural braids.
"This wasn't what I asked," I shouted. "She better be fucking obedient."
"I'm sorry, sir. The driver sent us your request on short notice. It won't happen again."
"Get out."
As he scampered, I turned to the girl. She was wearing only black thongs, and her bare breasts were staring at me. As I always liked it. I walked out of the living room and up to the bedroom; the girl following me behind.
"What's your name?" I asked, sitting down on the couch.
"Olive."
"Olive?"
"Olive, sir," she answered adequately.
"Good. Tonight your name is Zoey."
"Yes, sir."
I smiled. "On your knees."
She dropped and did as I expected her to. My legs were spreading apart because of the bulge that formed.
"Do you want me to fuck you?"
She nodded.
"Be more convincing."
"Yes, sir. I want you to be fucked."
My lips curved into a smile. "Good." I leaned forward. "Now, show me how much you want to be fucked by Seth De Luca."
The young girl wasn't sure of what she was doing. She shakingly crawled next to me, but that was what thrilled me — her nervousness bristling through her body.
