Allison threw her arms wildly at Damien in several ways, yet none of the strikes hit him. He was very graceful in the manner at which he avoided every of the attack. It was strange yet on point. Out of frustration, Allison wanted to adopt other severe measures, but no matter whatever she did, she just couldn't empty her rage on Damien. When she had gotten enough of the show, she staggered back. Damien stood up, dusting his collar. He looked peaceful, calm and unscathed. He was neither impressed nor flushed. "Is that all? Or is there anyone else who might want to give it a try?"None of the girls could tell why he was doing this. They couldn't even explain why he was there. What guts he had to show up! None of them could explain. And again, to think that he had visited them with Jada. Their confusions were raised to the power of hundred. "What are you doing here?"Mira attacked him. It was obvious in the faces of the girls that none of them was pleased with him. None of them feigne
The seven girls had left and Damien was seated with Elisa and Jada. Each of them was seated on a single sofa. Though it was quite easy for either of them to arch their heads and get the perfect angle of views, yet there were strains of interests. "Why are you being so cruel with them though? Weren't you the one talking about your nine queen's that would also be revered and respected for life?"Elisa was the first to severe the silence. There was a wave of surprise which swept across Jada's face. "You did? Did you really say that, Damien?"She was more of happy, a trait of disbelief hitting at the corner of her face. "Yes I did."He replied. The fact that he replied also was another thing to worry about. Jada had just asked the question, she didn't expect him to be generous enough to give an answer. He turned his gaze to Elisa,"And who told you that they are not in my favors? Who told you that I ate my own words?"It was more of scolding than a correction. But Elisa wouldn't be ou
Damien had made sure to be check the island for the last time to avoid any sort of jeopardy for the master plan which he had in stock. It was the D-day and he was standing at the Dock, staring at the super big cruise ship which was about to take off. There was Matthew standing on the deck of the ship, staring at him. Damien would look from one place to the other as though he was trying to confirm something. It was quite hard to tell what was going on in his mind. DO YOU THINK ANYTHING WILL GO WRONG?He asked in his thoughts. He waited for a while. He didn't get the response that he wanted. ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO SCREEN MY QUESTIONS? YOU WOULDN'T GIVE ME A RESPONSE?He pushed further. SHOULD I REGRET THE FACT THAT I LET YOU GO TO THE ISLAND SCOTFREE? IS THAT WHY YOU THINK YOU CAN ---~ why do you nag like a bitch, bro? can't you keep the fuck shut?! shouldn't you tell by my silence that nothing is going to happen? aren't you wise? shouldn't you be able to tell the difference? ~Da
"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 --"
"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 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.
"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
"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