House of Pleasures

Chapter 2

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As Lexy opened her eyes she remembered everything what happened last night. She turned around just to see, that this place is new to her.

-What am i doing here?- she tried to say it, but it came out as a whisper.

-You passed out,- a voice announced.

-Why am i here?

-I won't let you go untill you will get me to come, and well, let me tell you this, little girl,- he paused,- your pussy is very tight and apparently very welcome to my dick.

Horror was written all over her face.

-Why?

-You are fresh meat, everyone knows that. Once you pass the year in working here as a prostitute, you enjoy the real deal.

-What if i escape?

-You?- his voice echoed in all room,- no one ever escapes me.

He stepped in the light.

-I want to do my old work, if i may...- Lexy told him and tried to move her legs, but she discovered she really couldn't move.

-I told you, you will be here. And a job is a job, so, let's start it, shall we?

On the way to the huge bed, the "head" got rid of his pants and got a bottle of lube, while Lexy was still in a shock of how big "he" really was.

He crawled onto the bed and snached her legs, pulling them apart.

-Now you will be mine...- he oppened the bottle and started to put lubrication all over his erection, before entering Lexy.- i know it hurts, but you are a strong girl, aren't you?

-They never made me work, if i was sore from previous nights...- she said.

-So? I'll pay double...

The "head" started to nibble her earlobe, slowly, kissing down her neck, with metal arm holding her against the matress, with other one enjoying the feeling of her soft skin beneath his own.

-It... Hurts...-she breathed. Her cries made him want her more.

It felt like his apetite was growing stronger when a girl cries in pain, not pleasure.

-You enjoy it?- Lexy asked.

-What, excactly?

-Seeing girls cry?

-No, not really.

-Then stop!

-I told you once, do not make me repeat it one more time...- he saw the look on her face, as he moved faster inside her wet folds one more time,- I. Won't. Let. You. Go. Until. I. Got. To. Come.

The "head" paused between every word, thrusting and moving with more force.

Lexy had to force herself to stay calm, and not to shout out that she hates this dude, if you could really call him that.

A knock on the door interupted all fun, and the "head" stood up angrily, snaching his robe from an armchair and went to open the door.

-What is it?

-Mister Chef is here to see you.

-Didn't you see this?- he opened the door and grabbed a card "do not disturbe" showing it in her face.

-He said it's urgent...

-Okey then, - he turned around to face Lexy,- you, wait here, i'll be back soon.

He took a pair of jeans out of a drawer and went away before facing the girl on his bed one more time.

-Do not try to run away, cause i'm not finished with you.

Lexy moved against the pillows and moaned with every move she made.

There was nothing that could tell her more about the "head".

As far as she knew, no body knew his age, not even his name. Everyone called him the "head" and that's it.

Girls were afraid of him, because of his arm. There were rumors that he has lost it in a fight with some kind of dealers, but no one really knew the truth, and still, Lexy tried to understand his desire and what was the reason, why he chose her...

Nothing came in her mind, cause really she was just another woman, that loves sex and pleasure what it gives her, like it's morning dew.

An orgasm was a normal part of her day. Sometimes she could be able to have six orgasms during a day, when she was working.

And now she was here. Chillin on this bed.

Being in a room she sees for the first time.

Without knocking someone came in and closed the door. Lexy turned around to see a maid.

-I was ordered to prepare breakfast for you,- she said.- im Jenny, room nine.

-Lexy, seven...

-Seventy one, yeah, i know. Everyone knows.

-Well, thank you, by the way, it did make me feel special...!- Lexy used sarcasm.

-You are the first one, he takes since... Oh, my! It has been a decade!

-What?

-Yeah, i mean, you know he is... Let's say- special. You know that, right?

-You mean his metal thingy?

-Not only that, but it is kind of scary don't you think,- Lexy moved, and Jenny helped her to sit properly.- how is your vagina?

-Sore, i feel like highway in a day time.

-Has he told you what is he goin to do with you?

-Yeah, he will torture me, while i'll be in a wheelchair, i assume.

Lexy was smart enough not to tell too much of information. Who knows what this chic could say around, right?

-Here is tea, scrambled eggs and toast with cheese. Enjoy!

Jenny turned around on her high heels and went out, closing the door behind her, and locking them.

"Well, that's nice! Now there is no way i can get out!", Lexy said to herself.

She ate all what was on the plate and tiredness made her asleep.

The "head" opened the door and came in, closing the door and locking them. It took him by surprise, that the girl was lying on his bed, completely naked, and not to the floor.

Why on the floor?

If she would have tried to escape him, there is no way, she could have gone further than on the floor near his bed, he made sure she was not able to.

-Wakey wakey! Daddy is here!