Lady Agatha was dressed in a pink flowing frock that matched her white socks, and her pink high heels enhances her beauty as she walked gracefully towards El Ramon's room.
Today, the young master had summoned her to his palace to spend the night.
She climbed the step towards his room and the sound of her shoe heel echoed in the silent palace. Calling lady Agatha beautiful is an understatement, she is a typical example of a perfect creation. With a round face, sexy and appealing eyes, and round full lips that begged to be kissed. With her fair skin, well-shaped hips, curves, and contours, she is sought by all men on the island, but she only loves a man. After much persuasion from her parent who believed that it was dishonourable for a woman to remain in her father's house, Lady Agatha got married to a rich business tycoon, but the union soon collapsed within a few years. Leaving her richer but broken, and she vowed never to marry anyone else except El Ramon.Tonight, she will be spending her first night with the man that had caught her fancy since childhood."You look beautiful, my lady." El Ramon announced. He welcomes her with a hug, holds her hand, and directs her to a two-seater cushion in his room. "What can I offer you?"
"Champagne," Agatha replied. Glanced around the exquisitely furnished room, falling in love with his taste and colour. She shakes her head along to the romantic music booming from the radiogram somewhere.
"To us." El Ramon offered a toast.
"What about us?" Lady Agatha asked back, fixing her eyes on El Ramon. "You have been avoiding me for ages." She sipped her wine and touch his lips with her two middle fingers. "You know I love you, don't you?"
"Now you are here." El Ramon replied and drew close to her. " That's all that matters."
Lady Agatha gazed at El Ramon's eyes filled with desire, then put her head on his chest, and unbutton his chest to play with his nipples. "Why did you take forever to accept me in your heart?" She asked as tears gathered in her eyes at the memory of those cold and lonely nights when all she ever desire is to be held by him.
El Ramon plays with her left ear and bites the lobe seductively." I'm sorry, it takes me forever to realize that when the desirable is not available, then the available should be desire." He responded.
"You still desire her?" She asked.
El Ramon remained silent for a while, then muttered silently. "My heart may belong to her, but my body and everything else belongs to you henceforth."
Agatha bobbed her head in appreciation of his honesty. She removed her head from his chest and whispered, "before all gods, can you vow this?"
"Yes." El Ramon replied. " I vowed my body and everything belong to you."
"I will wait for you." She whispered. " Till then, I will enjoy your body and everything you have to offer." She snuggled close to him and lay on his chest.
El Ramon touched her eyes, nose, then lips, he parted them with his fingers, and dipped two of them into her mouth. His desire grew as she nipped at it. He removed his fingers and kissed her, and his kissing was passionate and filled with desire.
Lady Agatha responded, crushing his lips for some seconds, then she stuck her tongue out in between his teeth and gasped at the torrent of pleasure that passed through her as he kiss as if his life depends on it.
"Wait..let me remove my clothing!" She muttered."Huh! El Ramon replied, and unwillingly removed his hand around her neck.
He stood from the chair and removed his unbuttoned shirt and pants. Then watched Agatha as she stylishly removed her clothing, dancing slowly to the romantic music that perfected the cool evening. Outside, he can hear the sound of the wind that soon turned to rain, and the sound of the rain beating on the roof above seemed to be in rhyme with the music inside.
"Everything is perfect for lovemaking." He thought as he stood naked with a bottle of champagne in his hand.
The naked woman stepped towards El Ramon who lay on the gorgeous king-size bed and then plopped beside him, putting her mouth on his right nipple, while her hand caressed the left nipple, for some seconds, she concentrate on the nipple, then switched to the left, while her hand caressed his hairy chest, down to his navel. She moaned with the happiness of being able to satisfy him with her mouth.
El Ramon groaned with pleasure at the sweet sensation fluttering inside him, touched her two firm breasts and tease the two hard nipples.
"Wait! He cried out.Agatha paused and looked into his eyes. "Aren't you enjoying the foreplay?"
"Yes, I am. But we need protection." He whispered.
"Nay," Agatha answered back and immediately laid flat on him, her two legs in between El Ramon's leg. " I want you inside me." Her eyes glowed dangerously as she sucked his navel, then her hand went to his erect manhood, and then she gasped.
"You Are big, El Ramon. How many inches"Twelve." He retorted with a sneer.
"One foot. Oh my God!"
"Thought you like it big."
"Not this big." She answered back. Clasp his manhood with her two hands and jerked it vigorously, then put her mouth on it.
"Oh, I love blow jobs." El Ramon mumbled. Put his two hands around her head to withstand his thrust. "I'm cumming!" He screamed after a few minutes.
"Ouch!" Agatha muttered back. She clasped her left hand around his waist and used the other hand to play with her clitoris. "Wait!" She exclaimed. She stood up from her position and went to her bag that was tossed on the couch in a moment of passion, removed a ring, and said. "This is made for sex enjoyment and will delay your ejaculation for several hours."
Moments later, she mounted him and inserted it around his manhood. Then with her hand, she guide him inside her, the feeling new to her as he filled the whole of her and she need to shift and block his thrust with her arms.
"Half is still outside." El Ramon whispered, his fingers caressing her breast, then he squeezed it and lick the nipples seductively, then thrust into her tight honeypot.
"Ouch... Please be... Agatha paused and clasped her hand over her mouth to muffle the screams bubbling within her. She had made love before, yet it had never been like this. Tonight, she had reached nirvana several times and can feel another one coming.
As soon as Agatha is gone, El Ramon was seen looking forlornly at the family picture on the wall. He had satisfied his lust, and now he can think of the next line of action to take. Of course, he can call any of his numerous consort to satisfy his longing, but he decided to call Lady Agatha because, for the first time, he realized he needs an heir that will take over all his wealth and empire when he is gone. Though he has given his heart to his brother's wife, there is no harm in having an illegitimate heir, until he can have what his heart desire.Some men sneaked close to a warehouse that is constructed in the middle of a big farm of opium, and their speech was halted by their leader. "Shh, " the voice of El Capone was heard, as he stepped in front of the sneaking men. He halted his movement, veered back, and whispered to the men at his back. "It's dead of the night, your voice is too loud." "Those weaklings are sleeping by now." Another voice let out. "We need to suddenly plunge into them," El Capone whispered back. "Our strength lies in our sudden attack." In truth, their strength lies in the sudden assault, as they were only twenty in number, and are about to attack an illegal opium warehouse, that is probably guarded by fifty or more men. The warehouse is big and rectangular, with two doors at the entrance and the rear, along with several glass panel windows. And it's always guarded twenty-four hours by menacingly looking men from El Ramon's gang. A few miles off, two guards were seen lolling their bodies on the
El Ramon was seen seated on one of the white, gold-festooned cushion chairs in his room. Beside him was his favourite white wolf, and the obedient pet licked its master's feet, as he smoke his cigar. The young master looked forlornly and soliloquize alone. "As indispensable as El Capone's death is, it must not be traced to me." Of course, people will talk. Not that El Ramon is afraid of people's gossip, they will talk anyway. But being a leader and an ancestor to be, his story must be made to be full of love and compassion for his people, and not for conspiracy and treachery. His hand must be clean, or at least, appear to the public to be! A knocking on the door soon brought the lost man out of his reverie, and he instantly yelled at the one at the door to enter or get lost. "I'm busy and have no time for palace gossip and chit-chat." A second later, a cowering man walked inside and promptly kneeled in front of the man on the seat."So sorry my lord, I want a few minutes wit
El Capone was seen in the parlour of his royal palace, and beside him, his red wolf. Dressed in a cowboy cap, a white T-shirt with open buttons, and blue jeans. The young prince looked like a Hollywood actor as his gold medal swayed on his airy chest. Despite his grand look, El Capone wasn't cheerful, and this can be seen from his disgusted frown. Minutes later, his wife strode into his presence, kissed him on the left cheek, and smiled to ease his scowling face. "We will be attacking the foreigner's factory tonight," El Capone smiled and let out. "Yes, I was aware, and I have to confess that I had a bad premonition about this." "You know I have no time for woman intuition and soothsaying." The young prince answered back, stood from his chair, and raised his arms to button his shirt. "I don't want you to go tonight, and I will be happy if your second-in-command will also stay at the palace with us," the beautiful lady in a pink flowing gown and matching white slippers let out
True to Andrea's expectations, El Capone is as furious as a wounded bull in an arena, when he was told of his men's death. He glared at his wife and then asked. "Are you satisfied that the mission failed and my men were slaughtered?" "Dear husband, you should be grateful for my premonition, as am sure I would have been a widow now," Andrea muttered back with a sly grin. "Maybe I could have saved them." "You can't, they were attacked suddenly and your presence won't have made any difference." El Capone looked at his wife with anger for a while, then stormed out of her presence, and was seen shouting orders at his men. Andrea smiled as he stepped out, and was soon lost in thought. "The fish has taken the bait, now I need to plan on how to make use of this." She muttered to herself, and soon stepped after her husband, and saw him discussing with Banjo. "How can they know of our coming, I suspect there is a spy among us!" Banjo exclaimed. "Yes, my men were killed without firi
It was a night, and only the stars in the sky served as a light for the mafias as they sneaked close to their destination. Far off, four men in black uniforms were seen circling a campfire, and the heat from the flame drives their cold away. And at their back, a factory builds in a rectangular shape and covers over half a hectare of land. "Shh," the voice belonging to El Capone whispered. He raise his right hand, point to three of his men, and signal to them to follow him, while others quickly scurried toward the factory, some meters off. The blackwitch mafias were deep in discussions, unaware of the danger in their back. "The sky is getting dark, and the stars are getting chased off by the dark cloud." One of the men on a seat around the fire mumbled. "Yes, it will rain soon." "Our shift will soon be over, and let the rain fall for eternity if it chose after." The third of the men on the seat check the wristwatch in his hand and mumbled out. "Am feeling sleepy, am sure th
Three people were seen in deep conversation, inside El Capone's palace. "El Ramon had employed the services of snipers shooters, and will be distributing them into all the foreigner's farms and factories." Andrea let out. "Really, how did you hear about this?" Banjo asked with an unbelievable gaze. "Walls have ears," Andrea replied, facing El Capone, and said. "You need to plan about this when next you are attacking them." "Yes, we will put this into consideration," El Capone answered back. He looked at his wife for a while, then at his right-hand man, and said. "He is getting desperate, as he needs to get rid of me." "Can't we reason with him, perhaps we may be able to avoid further bloodshed?" Banjo asked with a concerned look. "No," El Capone replied. "Talking to my brother is like talking to a rock, and will yield no fruit." "So what are we going to do? If he is so desperate to get you out of the way, then we must also plan on how to get rid of him." "Leave him, Banjo.
The middle man between the country P merchants and the black ninja assassins is a tall man of over six feet with a barrel chest. And he was seen walking towards Johji inn, as the sun left the sky, and was taken over by the twilight that comes before darkness. Dressed in a white flowing garment and brown leather sandals, the man hummed along without a care in the world. "Keep walking and don't dare turn back," a voice with a feign crisp let out. The man obeyed, walked on, and pretend he wasn't the one addressed. "You want the service of the black ninja?" 'Yes, my client needs your service." "Heard you need ten assassins?" "Aye, the target is important and influential." "The black ninjas charge based on the risk and circumstances of the target, are you ready to pay for the service of ten professionals?" "My client is aware of your reputation and price, we are ready to pay whatever it cost." "Who is the target?" "El Capone." "El Capone?" The voice that answered back sound
To weaken El Capone, the foreign merchants started visiting the royal farms, holding meetings with farmers, and soon convinced them to revolt, and promised more money for their output. Since the royal house is the one regulating the price of opium, the farmers were only given what the house believed it's an appropriate price.So when Priest and his men promised the farmers to double what they were usually paid, their greed take over and riots burst out on most of the farms under the King's control. When El Capone heard of the ongoing riots, he called some of the team leaders among his men and they were seen discussing in the open space before his palace. "Have you all heard about the ongoing riots and strikes on our farms? " Yes." "That's the effect of the poison of the foreigners." "They will all be killed, along with the erring farmers." El Capone smiled when he see the fire in his men's eyes. In truth, he was blessed with faithful mafias who are ready to die for his sake. "