The Best Little Whorehouse II: Virgins in the Whorehouse!
Copyright© 2024 by ahorsewithnoname
Chapter 11
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 11 - A sequel to The Best Little Whorehouse, some of the same flavorful characters are back in this action-packed thriller. A high-stakes poker game with a $100,000 buy-in will determine who will get to take a new girl's virginity! Will there be cheating? Subterfuge? Sextuplets? You bet, literally, Mr. Horse once again delivers extraordinary, non-stop sexual adventures for his high-rolling clientele.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa Fa/ft Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged Mind Control Romantic Fiction Humor Workplace Light Bond Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Prostitution
She had never seen the Senator quite so upset. It was times like these that she wished they were back in Washington, where she could find an excuse to go off to a sub-committee meeting or bring something to a lobbyist or anything to get out of the Senator’s sight. But here there was no escape. They were in a holding room, close to the poker action.
“Four fuckin’ kings? Who the fuck draws a fourth king on the River?” raged the Senator, pacing back and forth. He’d been at it for almost twenty minutes.
He continued his rant for several minutes, then finally noticed her watching him.
“What the fuck are you staring at?” he said, spittle flying out of his mouth.
Regina Alisa Gabriella Ellington, in a moment of defiance, mumbled something.
The Senator had gone back to pacing. Then he stopped abruptly and turned his focus completely on her.
“What did you say?” he said, his voice noticeably quieter, but menacing nonetheless.
“Noth ... nothing, sir.”
“Yes you did you fucking cunt, what did you say?” he screamed.
That one word pushed her buttons.
“You asked what I was staring at and I fucking said ‘Obviously a lousy poker player’, you arrogant prick!” she screamed back at him.
He reached out and tore her blouse open, exposing her breasts, then grabbed hold of her hair as a pinprick of light fired inside of the Senator’s brain, searing some neurons and other cranial matter. In relative terms, he felt nothing but RAGE at the moment! Twisting her hair and pulling her down, he quickly forced her to the floor in front of him.
“You fucking slut! I’ll show you a prick,” as he unzipped his pants with his free hand, and pulled out his stiffening cock. “Here ... suck this, you bitch!” and proceeded to pull her face to it, rubbing it all over her cheeks, nose, and mouth.
The young, ample-bosomed woman had reached her breaking point after dealing with months of abuse. She too felt nothing but pure, white-hot rage, and in a moment of clarity, opened her mouth and sucked the Senator’s cock inside, feeling him shoving it to the back of her mouth.
Looking up into his eyes, she clamped down with her teeth. Hard.
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