Esteban king

I dragged Camilla to my limo on my way to my club— she was squirming trying to release herself from my strong grip. That’s why I have challenged her “silent! Stop nagging! Did you say you want to pay the debt of your employer? Or do you want me to come back and kill him?”

She gulped nervously and then she shook her head “please don’t kill him— don’t kill anyone.”

I stared at her gorgeous eyes confused, why did she care that much about his life? And actually not just hi! But she asked me to do not kill anyone either!

I raised an eyebrow and leaned down to her face, she pulled herself back in a terrified way, I bluntly asked her “are you really virgin?”

She nodded instantly with a somehow proud head “yes, sure.”

I teased her but I didn’t show any facial expression “good! Because everyone will die to pay for your first time.”

She gasped innocently asking me “what do you mean by that, sir?”

“Mr. King! Call me Mr king.” I diverted coldly from the subject.

But she repeated her question “Mr king! What do you mean by everyone will pay for—”

I cut off her with hysterical witch laugh “for your virginity baby,”

That’s when she opened the door of the limo and tried to jump but I pulled her at the last minute stopping her from killing herself under the wheels “fuck dammit! Are you insane?! you will be rich by selling your body for the first class businessmen! Do you prefer death?”

She sobbed and her eyes turned into bloody red in a minute “yes, I want to die instead. I’m not a slut. I was just—” she almost lost the ability to form a word.

I paid attention to her after I locked the door of the limo “yes, then why do you work in that cheap night club as a dancer?”

She childishly crossed her arms over her chest and made a puppy face “to pay my bills! To pay for my last year in college. My dad kicked me out of the house to depend on myself.”

I rubbed my chin and gestured to the driver to keep driving “how old are you?”

She hesitantly in a very low voice replied “twenty-one.”

And that made me tease her more, it was funny and I didn’t know why I loved doing that to her “goo, you are not underage then, so from now on you are my slave and I will sell your body daily.”

She screamed slowly “noooooooo, I will call the police.”

I raised an eyebrow “and I will kill your family.”

She choked in my words and then started to beg me “please, please. I’m begging you. Why are you doing this to me? I didn’t do anything wrong.”

You did! But you can’t understand! I wish I could tell her what the hell she did. She faced me, anyone in her place would be dead by now. But I couldn’t do that to her. Because of her— Took my heart!

"Anything but — Don't switch me from man to man." she offered.

I smiled at her pretending that I was thinking then I unzipped my pants. she looked at me in awe. "what are you doing?"

I licked the corner of my mouth "suck my dick then!" I threw her with competitive looks and deep inside me I was sure she would refuse.

It was a kind of test for her.

And yes, she succeeded and passed that test already.

And she raised her hand up to my face to slap me but I wrapped her hand to her head and leaned closer to her face " I will make you regret that. I will make you kiss my shoes."

She started crying heavily again, but suddenly she bent down shivering to try to pull my dick out of my pant. that's when we reached my BDSM Club, I pushed her hand away from my pant and zipped my pant again saying to her "To late baby, now you will be sold like slutty slaves. but first— I will let you see the best show ever—"

Then I dragged her roughly out of the limo barging bluntly inside the club.