Four Corners
Copyright© 2023 by Jake Prescott
Chapter 92
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 92 - Four Corners, in the middle of central Iowa, was a world unto itself. Truck stop and diner. An unincorporated village of 800. Over 12,000 acres of prime farmland. A destination restaurant - Chez Claire. A strip club, Pink Pussy, with private trailers in back. All owned and managed by a 52-year-old woman named Claire Stillman, and her two children - Willow and Luke. Paid sex has always drawn organized crime and invited betrayal. Claire was seasoned, tough, and strong-willed. Would that be enough?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Coercion Consensual Reluctant Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Daughter Bestiality Masturbation
Luke lashed Holly’s wrists behind her back with computer cords, and rushed over to Willow. She was lying on her back; Claire had ripped open her yellow suit coat and was applying pressure directly to the wound. Luke raised Willow’s feet to elevate her legs.
He told his mother, “It’s not catastrophic, continue pressing the gauze down for another nine minutes.”
Willow whimpered, “It hurts so fucking bad. Burns.”
Luke, “I”m calling Ransome, she’ll be here fast.”
Martin burst into the office and took the scene in at a glance. He checked the binding on Holly, and bent over Willow, checking the blood seepage. “It’s not a catastrophic bleed. The knife didn’t sever an artery — the blood isn’t frothy and flowing, it’s a steady pulsation.”
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