Diana stands in front of a cell five years later talking to Rain Herd who was behind bars.He looked so weak and frail after spending just three years in jail.His gray hairs had multiplied and his beards were unshaved giving him a lunatic look.He stared at Diana for a long time before lowering his head in grief.He was ashamed of his actions now that he had nothing to do but sit around and mop all day.He knew he was not going to survive for long in the dungeons they held him in and it saddened him to know he'll never have the chance to make up for his mistake.After the night of the confession, Xavier had wasted no time in asking the men to drag him out and also call in the police.Although he knew even if his son hadn't called the cops the maids would have gossiped to the people and words would have gotten to the cops anyway.His son had just made it faster and quicker.He had begged. Promised to make up for his crimes but his son's heat was too hardened to be reasoned with.That'
The huge woman's equally huge palm crashed on her left cheek in a loud and resounding slap. Diana felt her body being hurdled towards the wall, but it was her legs that caused her to move towards the wall. She needed to hold onto something, she needed support, or she would fall and crash on the floor. She was certain the woman would step on her and bruise her face. Madam Chardonnay never showed anyone mercy. Whenever she was pissed - even by the slightest things - she made sure she dealt with anyone who had wronged her. And today, poor Diana had fallen into that trap. Diana plastered her palms on the wall and rested her right cheek on it. Tears burned at the corner of her eyes, but she would not let them flow. She refused to ever give anyone in the club the satisfaction of seeing her cry. The woman stomped to where she stood and dragged her by the strap of her bra. Diana turned to look at her unwillingly, and the woman dished her another slap on her right cheek. This time, the slap
The meeting with Madam Chardonnay kept Diana at the edge. Even as she was escorted by one of her able-bodied minions out of the office and into the dressing room, Diana could not forget the twisted smile that had been on her madam's lips. She tried not to think of it. It was just a one-night arrangement. Once she was paid tonight, she would forget about everything, and her life would go back to normal. All she had to do was dance and give blowjobs if they wanted, right? Maybe they'll request a lap dance, and try to touch some parts of her body that were not supposed to be touched, but she would allow it to slide, because her mother's life was on the line, and it was more important than anything else. She walked into the changing room. It was a magnificent cubic room that housed over ten dressing mirrors, twenty stools, a huge ten feet wardrobe filled with different sizes, styles and of thongs, lace bras, socks and gloves. It also housed a huge cabinet filled with makeup supplies.
Diana turned around slowly, and her wolf, Sapphire, growled within her. The silver wolf had never reacted to anyone's presence in such a way. What could possibly be different about…the two of them? Her wolf was reacting to the both brothers? She thought. Diana gulped her saliva hard, and pushed it down to her stomach. She was not a whore, she was far from it. But for some strange reasons, she had the dire need to be slutted out by the brothers. She wanted to be claimed by them - not one of them, but the both of them. She did not understand why she wanted the both of them. She noticed the man's green eyes on her. His brother kept his gaze straight and steady, boring holes into her skin with his fierce gaze. Diana did as she was instructed and turned around. It was a slow spin, she knew Madam Chardonnay had eyes everywhere. She wanted the woman to see that she was being desired by her two most important customers in the club. Diana made sure her ass jiggled when her spin was half
Diana swallowed hard. She pushed her saliva down her throat and back into her belly. The first Herd brother tucked a loose strand of her jet black waves of hair to the back of her right ear, her dark blue eyes continued to scan his lustful face. Her panties were already coated with her juices. Did she really want to follow them and experience the thrill of being slutted out by two mysterious men who turned out to be her mates? The answer was yes. Was she terrified? The answer was also yes. She turned to the dark-haired brother and nodded eagerly. A wry smile appeared on her face, her intestines danced in her stomach, as well as the butterflies present there. "Excellent." He replied with a broader smile. Even with the dim Burundi lights in the room, she noticed the sparkle in his eyes as he spoke to her. "Rise." The red-haired spoke. Diana turned sharply to him and slowly placed her feet on the ground. She stood up, even though her feet were starting to wobble and it felt like
Xavier Herd stared longingly at the girl. He had not been able to take his eyes off her since he set sights on her in the club.her round and soft ass, round breasts and hard pink nipples. He wanted to fuck her silly from the moment he looked at her. He watched as she rose from the chair, her wet pussy had dropped juices all over his couch. His wolf had the strong desire to rush to the chair and sniff the evidence of her desire. He wanted to lick it off the chair, to taste her. Later, he swore he would mount her on his face and lick her pussy clean while she orgasmed and all over his face, and in his mouth. She knelt in front of his older brother like the dirty naughty splut she was. Her breasts continued to bounce, and her hard nipples stared at his brother, begging to be touched, slapped, sucked. He watched as Baron, his brother, held his dick up and smacked her right cheek with it. He swore he saw her eyes light up with want. Baron slapped his dick across her left cheek and smack
Diana watched him stand in front of her. Alas, the second brother was here. She was beginning to think he would not show up, or he was not interested in her. It pleased her and Sapphire to know that her second mate was as attracted to her as the first one was. She was drawn to him as well, and she wanted him in her, much more than any of them could know or understand. He held on to her chin and stroked the side of her right cheek with his thumb. She found it strange how he was just examining her, the other brother had shoved his cock into her mouth immediately she knelt in front of him. Why was this one so…different? Xavier peered at her, tilting her face to the left and to the right. Even though he wanted to fuck her as fast as possible, he couldn't help but examine the delicate features of her face. She could have not been more than twenty-two, he thought. "How old are you?" He blurted out. Diana glared at him. She was just there for a good time, after which she would disappea
Diana allowed herself to fall to her knees. She did not take her eyes off the man's green ones, not even once. She placed her knees on the ground, still looking up at him. His dick stood hard in front of her face, and she knew what she was supposed to do. She did not wait for him to speak. Diana wrapped her left hand around his hard shaft and stroked him gently. She started slow and easy, taking her hand from the tip of his dick to the base, she massaged his balls with her right hand and smiled as she did so. Xavier watched her with a straight face. He could not ignore the electric currents that cascaded through him once his dick was wrapped in her hands. She stroked like she was a goddamn professional. She toyed with his balls while flashing him teasing smiles and eye contacts. But he did not have the time or patience to be teased by her. A deep scowl formed on his face, his jaw hardened and the veins on his forehead were now visible. "Don't fucking play with me. Suck it, now."