"Why did you act that way towards them?""Huh?"Damien arced his head to the side. Giya was seated next to him. He was driving the yacht, and she was occupying the seat next to his. A seat which he could had given to Jada like he did earlier. Things had been quiet before now. They had been travelling for about twenty minutes and he was enjoying the solitude. Only for the girl to severe the silence which he held in great regards. Though he knew that it was a matter of time before the girl asked him a question, he was expecting her to ask something different. Something like, 'How did you bring the yacht out of the water? Are you a sort of magician or a sorcerer or necromancer?'If she had asked any of those questions, he might not have been as surprised as he was at that moment.There were quite a number of reasonable reasons for him to be surprised. The maturity of the girl which seemed to be over hyped. How observant she was and logical she was to bring up that kinda conversation.
"Do you want it or not?"Damien shot at her, looking coldly at her. "I... It's... I'm... Just that ---"She stuttered. He snapped,"So shut the fuck up and enjoy..."He advanced towards her. As he did, he could see the way she fought to concentrate. It was hard for her to keep her eyes one place. At a point, she was looking at his face, at the other she had her attention spent on the boner. He fell into the bed, crawling towards her. He pushed his frame towards her. She let out a shade of words,"But you don't ---"He sucked the words out of her mouth. Her lips were hot and warm. He loved the taste of her lips. It was as though he was chewing on the most sumptuous thing he had ever ate. Her lips paved slowly to take his in, their tongues doing the best they could. Slowly but with all sense of passion. He kissed every corner of her mouth and she was slowly beginning to respond. He kissed his way down to her neck... she quaked beneath, avoiding his gaze. As he kissed her, his fing
"Are they doing it?""We can't hear any sound.""I'm sure that Claire would not give in. I think she really doesn't like him.""I can't believe you are saying this, Claire is a hypocrite. Everyone knows that""She probably is screaming her throat off... or worst, crying...""Crying? You don't mean it."Jada who had said something interesting was the first to walk away from the door of the room where the activity was going on;All the girls had had their ears pressed to the door of the room trying to eavesdrop. Three of them standing, three squatting, the last two squeezing their ways through the two groups. One after the other, the girls left, following Jada, the new owner of a gist. They wouldn't want to miss out on the latest detail which she had for them. "What were you saying about Crying?"Mira seemed more interested than the rest. "Didn't you know? Really... none of you knew?"Jada looked from one girl to the other. Some of them weren't even interested in sitting in a couch.
"What a view."Damien pushed his face to the sky, as the gentle shrills of cool breeze teased every corner of his face. He loved the gentleness and peace which came with the moment. His eyes shut and his lips paved occasionally. He was standing on the deck of the yacht, beyond some lounge chairs which were set there for sun basking. The recent memory of his experience with Claire lingered in his brain. He would toss the thought to this side and that side. He couldn't draw an inference, nor come to a conclusion. He didn't want to dwell on a particular side, no matter how much he wanted to. "She loves me?"He repeated the words. He didn't know why he should dwell on that. WRONG THOUGHT. I SHOULDN'T THINK ABOUT THINGS LIKE THAT. IT MIGHT BE THE SPUR OF THE MOMENT THING. SOMETHING SHE WANTED TO SAY SO THAT I COULD HAVE SEX WITH HER. PERHAPS SHE WAS VERY HORNY AND WANTED ME TO FUCK HER... AND THEN SHE DECIDED TO SAY SOMETHING MUSHY. He nodded to the thought. "That must be it. Absolu
"And why should I tell you?"She got to him. He walked away from where he was to one of the loungers and arced his back in it, half-sitting, half-lying. "Perhaps because I know things which you don't?"She came to lie beside him, on a lounger next to his. "And what could that be?"He kept on the pace of discourse. "You think I'll really tell you that way?"She seemed indifferent, as she would look at him to look away. He chuckled and she looked back at him. That was his time to look away. "What gives you the assurance that I'm interested in what you have to say?"She sat up after those words of his. He glanced at her then looked away. There was a sequence to the movement of the water from his angle. He loved to see the occasional thrusts of the stray fishes who knew not their places.It was a natural thing, and a thing of strange interest to allow oneself to be distracted by the orders of nature. Things were beginning to go in his way, but he knew that he would be telling himsel
Damien had several thoughts as the yacht came to a stop at the same dock. He could hear the girls chattering, they seemed so happy and excited. Some of them still found it quite hard to believe that they were really in Vegas. That they finally arrived Vegas after two months of hardship and troubles. Judging by the way they were putting things in place, he could tell that it would take quite a moment for them to get their acts together, let alone step out of the yacht. That was the time Damien needed. He quickly made a clone of himself. He made the clone sit back in the driver's seat and activated the invisible gait for his real body. "I'll be right back."Giya was the only person whom he thought right to fill in on what was happening. The little girl nodded then fell asleep again. She had slept to wake up over and over again during the ride. With the aid of the invisible gait, he walked past the girls and out of the yacht. He wasn't really interested in what they were saying. To h
The batmobile was going at the front, and the limo coming behind. Damien didn't have to look at his back, he was rest assured that things would go according to his plans. Even though Mathew could be a dick head who is brave and daring over the phone but a coward who pisses his pants in reality, yet he knew he could trust him with something like this. Not because he had known Mathew since forever, but because he knew that Mathew wouldn't play with his own life. Damien had warned that he would break his bones one after the other, while he's still alive. Plus, Mathew wouldn't want to play smart when her potential sister might be among one of the girls. So did Damien thought. But who knows, he might be thinking way too much. "Forgive me for what I said earlier."Mathew started and Damien glanced at him. Mathew threw his face away, not because he wanted to concentrate on the road, but ---"I was just saying that, you didn't have to spend that much to impress these girls. I'm sure that
"Who do think sent the limo to pick us up?"Mira asked the question, but directing it to no one in precise. It was a question which could be attended to by any of the girls."Obviously it's the board members of BMX group, our group."Tendzel tried to explain."Does that even make any sense to you? I mean, If it's the board members... I'm sure you know what that means.""It means that they know that we already arrived."Laurette took on Jada's explanation, making Tendzel see the brighter picture."And if they know that we have returned, then the question is... who told them? How did they find out?"Claire raised her own questions."To think further of it, it also means that... if they really knew about our return, then they must have had idea where we were since all this while. That's the only thing to think.""You mean they know about the island?"Evelyn was quite interested as well as anxious."Don't you think we are thinking too much? How could they even know about the island and no
"You didn't really think I was running away from you, did you?" Damien's voice had a robotic trait to it. He was standing at the foot of the boabab tree on which the watchtower was rested. "Even if you wanted to, you don't have a chance." The man dismissed. By now, Damien thought that the Samurai would be exuding the bluish fog which he did earlier, but the man looked ordinary. "You talk too fat. You must have so much faith in yourself." Damien carried on, daring. "What's faith? Isn't that one of the terms of the Nether ones? You want someone superior to do what you can't? All you have to do is wish desperately that it happens?! Lazy lots!" The man cackled. Damien had no slightest idea what was funny to the man. He couldn't wrap his head around it. But it didn't seem to matter. Not at that moment. "Enought of the talk. I need to be sure about one last thing." Damien pushed further. "Before I would destroy you and send you to your mistress or master, I should get to know
"Der?"Amidst all the words Damien wanted to say, the was the only thing he could. "I'll be outside."The man turned and walked out of the castle. Damien remained standing there for a while. He wasn't sure what to do or think. This seemed to be beyond his expectations. But then he knew that he couldn't keep standing there. He had to do something. He had to leave the castle. The disturbing thoughts and feelings which he had been having lately finally came out in full form. He could feel in all sense of definity that a great change was about to occur. A great change that might alter his life. That was the new feeling which had just dominated his sense of being. He took a last gaze at the Elites. They were all shivering. Not one of them could keep up the old act. He should feel pity for them, but he had himself to worry about. "Whatever happens, do not come outside."He warned Matthew sternly, then walked out of the castle. As soon as he walked out, a door grew out of nowhere and re
Damien knew he couldn't keep standing there. The cannibals had been far gone ahead of him. Matthew was still standing beside him. Asking him every now and then,"What happened?"Himself couldn't answer the question to himself let alone help clear the doubts of someone else. He wanted to get the root of what had just happened but he was clueless. When he had created the portal, he had wanted to step into it and get to the cannibal village before the cannibals. So he could go make the necessary preparations and proceed with the plans in the stock. But stepping into the portal, he had been pushed out of it by a strange force!The truth was that, he wasn't hurled into the air, or crash against the trunk of any tree at the push. But he was pushed!WHAT PUSHED ME? WHY CAN'T I USE THE PORTAL?Those were his arguments and questions. Yet he couldn't find an answer to either of them. It got on his nerves to think that he couldn't tell what was happening. The system should give him an explana
"He is so full of himself!"One of the girls started. "What did you think he would do in the first place? He would come and beg you come to with him?"Another had carried on. There was a brief silence which travelled through the open space. The eight girls were sunbathing by the shore of a sea at a VIP beach in Vegas. It was an exclusive site to them. Claire was there with them. The only person who wasn't there was... you guessed right. Yea, Jada. "At least, he would have saved face. But now what? How is he going to do it?"Another girl had argued. "Let's assume that he came to beg or apologise, which will never happen. Would you have gone with him? Would anyone of you had gone with him?"That was Mira creating a stray stance. She was the first to come with something quite reasonable and controversial. "I mean, I would have. But it would be based on a condition. I mean, we all know how dangerous the elites are."Laurette had argued further. "Me too. I would have."Majority of th
"I'm sure that you have an explanation for what happened out there."The young man was the first to attack. The fifty men had arrived in the mansion which Damien had created out of nothingness. The lot should be stunned by how such a magnificent building got to be situated in such a remote place. Yet, the hate in their hearts which was fueled by the incident which happened several minutes ago, wouldn't let them see the obvious. Damien was standing in a position that was justifiable to the lot. He didn't hold a precise person in his gaze. He didn't care about so many things. His mind was quite busy, thinking about how to carry on the quest. "Take as much time as you want, but tell us what the hell happened out there."He had expected the elderly man to take the reins of the young man, since they appear to work together. But he was quite surprised to see a strange man who had never spoken before. It was this strange man that had spoken after the young man. In short, he never thought
"What do we do?""Do something lad!!!""This is on you.""Why did you bring us to an island that has never been surveyed?""Will you take responsibility if any of us get harmed?"The men took their turns lashing out at Damien. The men had found a new reason to stick together, awaiting Damien's judgment. SEEMS LIKE Y'ALL STILL HAVE MOUTHS TO TALK. He looked at the lions. They were about to charge at him. Then he stepped out of the way all of a sudden. "What is the matter?""What is happening?""Won't you do something?""Are you ---"The men wers still struggling to sort their words when the lions charged at the cluster of fifty men. The three lions chased the men around the woods, the men falling to stand up over and over again. Some would roll to one side and the other side. In a short period of time, some already had dirty clothes, smeared faces and wild hair. While some panted, some tried to hide. But it was rather strange that the lions were only chasing them. And just few of
"How can this be? Is this even real?"The young man, who was seated beside the elderly man with a subtle beard, argued. He was one of the majority who didn't believe their eyes. It was as though ghosts had risen from the dead. That was the expression the lot were giving. "This lad..."The elderly man muttered. He didn't have desperation splattered across his face like the rest of the group. He was giving the vibe that he already knew that something like this would happen. Or perhaps, he was as alarmed as the rest, but was quite skilled in hiding it. "Oh my world, this is magic!!!"The man in white caftan had jumped on his feet. Everyone looked to him at once. It was as though everyone was looking for someone to give them a safe explanation of what was happening; what was right there before them, staring them right in the eyes. "Look at how elegantly these fairies look. Garcious goodness. Can I touch them? Can I feel their tits?"The man was walking closer to the girls as he spoke.
"Not to sound rude, Boss. But how do you plan to go about this?"Matthew was standing behind him. Damien was getting a blowjob from one of the many random girls who had been hired to display for the fifty ultra rich men. These girls were to dance and do the worth of their money. But not have sexual transactions with their clients. But as usual, there was always an exception for the initiator of any movement or idea. And that was why, he, Damien was getting a special treatment. His eyes went wild as the juice race through the cock. Even if he wanted to answer Matthew's question, he didn't think he had a choice. At least not at that moment. "Oh fuck..."He grunted as the sperms spruted and filled the face of the girl who looked very happy and eager to lick and have a taste of his thick cum. He felt a great peace after the cum. He was breathing heavily. He would need about few seconds before he would be back to his old self. But even after he had cum, his big and thick dick was stil
"How long more would it take?"Jada called at the top of her voice. No response came. She was looking in a particular direction, her sight was not aided because of the cut made by a wall. "Do you want me to die of hunger? Don't you have any respect for the baby?"She increased the tempo of her voice. She was yelling as though the person she was addressing was few blocks away, and not in the same apartment that she was in. "You would shit the baby out if you keep going at this rate."Elisa warned, walking out of the area that separated the living room from the kitchen. She had a tray in both hands. On the tray was a course of meal. She walked past Jada and headed towards the dining hall. Jada obviously wanted to say something to her but held back. When Elisa dropped the tray on the dining table, she turned to Jada. "You don't actually think I would come and carry you, do you?"She scolded. Jada rolled her eyes from distance. "You are never caring. I wonder how you would treat --"