Monarch

Chapter 1 - Club Chaos!

Margaritas and stale beer chilled the cloudy atmosphere. The colorful fumes of VAPE filled the clubs breathing zone. Weed was a major ingredient for fun in these parts. If u look to the furthest east of the club one would see the group of fat bastards seated comfortably with seductive whores appetizing their desires. They were the party leaders, the men who brought the "P" in party. "The Cuban Cowboy" was a well know hotspot for the late night partygoers and amnesia enthusiasts, but for some reason the night was dull. There was no hype in the room. The moans of women being "fucked on their knees" for a few bucks were gone. The open blowjobs were no longer insight and the weed had stopped flowing thru the party. Something was terribly wrong here tonight.

Kingpin "Mojito de Cabayo" was the largest crime boss in the state and he was the proud owner of the club. However, a peaceful man; went to church donated to the orphanage, fed the homeless. There were many talks about him being the Angelic Gangster but I doubt anyone had the balls to actually go and tell him that.

For whatever good Mojito did in his life there was an equal bad and for every bad there was a demon that followed him. Drugs, prostitution, rape and gang robberies were only a few of the crimes he had initiated in New York. He had the Drug ring going wild over his expensive "natural herbs". He was a god to these people. He provided the best parties and ensured his customers had a good time. The police dared not touch him though. He had bought almost sixty-five percent of the law authorities residing in this state and there were only the big guys ready to go down on him, but due to lack of evidence, no arrest, not even a warrant could have granted at pointing a finger in his face. Mojito was a legend.

The Orange clock dropped a "Zing" and the doors opened, the 10 o clock session arrived and suddenly the party atmosphere had a new ignition. The music pounded harder and the beer was passing faster. Smoke barraged the atmosphere and the seductive moans intensified over the loud EDM music.

Rachel Sommers grabbed the Beer bottle form Jenna's Hand and gobbled down the cold liquid. She was a regular party goer and a terrible drinker. Three beers and she would have been out of it. But her friends didn't mind. College life was no easy walk in the park. So the time for fun was needed. Rachel collected the well wrapped cigar from Ken and pulled a puff. She inhaled held for 10 seconds and them let out almost nothing came out, she had become a pro at absorbing tense weed. Ken knew he was going to do her tonight, whether she was drunk or not. Ken wrapped the second of the cigars and let it rip. All three musketeers took their turn at the dope and let the smoke fly. Beers were floating in like hot cakes and gobbled down like soda. It was not soon that 12 had caught up with them and Rachel found herself in a bathroom stall. She wasn't all the high but she was feeing the effect of the drug. She was sitting on closed toilet taking a piss and Ken was standing there with her.

Get the thought out of your mind, when in the club, Rachel always took ken to the bathroom. It was measure to make her feel safe as all these junkies were roaming around. Ken was practically her boyfriend. They fucked already and frankly they both knew each other like a T. Anyways, Ken would go into the bathroom with her and wait till she finished her business and what not.

However, a strange ritual you may want to call this, Ken was getting laid tonight. He had seen the intent in her eyes from the first moment he looked at her while waiting to enter the club. Rachel sat on the toilet for a while and peed, cutting it short (she was too heated to get all the urine out). She unbuckled his belt and pulled the jeans down and took out the tool. Kens eyes glowed in surprise but he knew it was going to be this way from the moment he gave her a whiff of the "Juana". He had a huge tower. It was almost 7 inches long and 2 inches in width. He was already hard and boosted, this made her work easier. She slowly pulled back the foreskin and tickled the glan with her tongue. She spat on it and lubricated the fine structure. Slowly stroking it she could feel it pulsing and going higher and higher and ken was holding onto the walls squirming all through the experience.

Ken slowly reach into her t-shirt and grabbed the right breast. It was big and firm. The nipples were already hard and he tickled and teased them until Rachel started to let out the faint "ohh ahhs".

Ken grabbed her by the neck as she worked his tool into oblivion and he choked her slightly making her drool on his package. She placed the whole thing in her mouth as kens waist started to hump her face. He continued the action and she kept on swallowing his organ. Rachel squeezed harder when she felt the liquid erupt from his cock. She tried to restrict his eruption but it was too late. The thick gooey liquid escaped onto her tongue and she lapped it all up and swallowed.

Ken noticed the regurgitating look she got from taking the Fluid in her mouth but he was least bothered. It wasn't the first time it happened.

Rachel seemed satisfied at this and looked up at Ken "what a mess Ken, I thought you said you could hold out longer"... An almost blushing Ken replied "well you weren't doing a bad job at all yah know Hun". Ken gave her a piece of tissue in his back pocket and she cleaned herself of the mess around her mouth. Ken was going to help her stand up straight but he found it somewhat satisfying to watch her tumble in her drunken state trying to find her jeans to pull up!

The music had stopped outside!

Both of them had become aware of the extreme quiet and the faint moan of a whore in the stall next to them didn't make it any less obvious. "THERE WAS A FIGHT" Ken brushed it off and continued to watch Rachel, but then there was a thud. Ten a second-then a third-and a fourth!! "Something was amiss".

"Bang"

The sound shrilled his hearing and he felt the ringing of his ear drum as he tried to open his eyes.

"Bang" the sound went off again!

"Gunshot??" ran through his mind