"That fool! How could he be so dumb? So what if he has power? He thinks I would really feel responsible to him? Not even Solomon or Steven would be that dumb to entrust two gold statues... fucking red gold statues to a stranger. Waah... that guy is really a great fool. I haven't seen a fool so ---"The man seemed to had had enough of his own talks. He walked closer to the two red gold statues and traced his finger through the limb of one of the statues which was about nine ft tall. Each. "What a beauty!"He chuckled. "Where did this bastard get these from? Did he steal them?"He walked to the other statue and cupped the balls of the statue in his rough hand. "What huge balls. Big dick."He cackled. "I'm so dumb."He turned his back to the statue and positioned his ass to the head of the statue's big cock. "Yes, daddy... fuck me..."He fell down on his face laughing so loudly and rolling on the floor. When he had had enough, he got up on his feet. All serious, with a dead stare. Y
"What are we supposed to do?"Though it was Allison who found her voice first, but the rest of the girls like her was fidgeting at the sight of the big white wolf which had just walked into the living room. "What's happening?"One of the two girls who had gone to the kitchen to prepare food walked out. As soon as she saw the wolf, she almost fell back, but was held up by her mate. "For how long would we still consider the poor wolf as our enemy?"Ayisha, followed by Jada and Claire walked into the living room, after the wolf. "Did that bitch just call this scary guy a poor wolf?"Ayisha heard one of the girls say, but she didn't really care who the owner of the words was. "What are we supposed to do with it?"Another girl asked. "Look, she has a plant in her mouth. What do you think that means?"Mira who was down suddenly showed interest. There was a strange ray of hope which lit up her gloomy face. "Calm down, Mira. Things seems to be working our way now. But let's hope that wh
The truck which was followed by two SUVs and a Mecedes Benz G-class pulled over at a lone street. The street looked hardly trodden and was dead quiet.As soon as the truck pulled over, the three cars which were behind it did too. The vehicles were positioned thus: the truck at the forefront, followed by an SUV, the G-wagon and then the last SUV.Out of the two SUVs ran out several hencemen dressed in black suits. They hurried to the G-wagon and made a file at both sides. As soon as the door of the G-wagon was pulled opened by one of the men, all the men went in a conforming bow at once."Steven the Lord. Steven our boss!"They chorused on top of their voices. Steven stepped out of the car. He had changed his shoes. Also, the numbers of the henchmen had reduced significantly!The henchmen led him through an alley till they bursted out into an open and busy street. Opposite them was a restaurant.Point in time they left the truck, the big two backdoors of the truck opened and out of it
"You don't want to do that."Damien called, loud enough to reach the angry Mr Colton. Yet, Mr Colton didn't call off the bouncer hurrying towards Damien. Damien knew that it was the matter of time before the angry looking fellow get to him. "I'm sure you are wise enough not to harm someone who could prove useful to you."When Damien made the end of that speech, the bouncer had gotten to him, reached out his thick arm to throttle Damien. "Albert. Let him go."Mr Colton called at the bouncer who seemed to have something else in mind. Damien could tell that if Mr Colton had delayed another second, Albert would probably be having the best moment of his life. Of course beating him to pulp?"Drag him here."Mr Colton added. Albert who was very eager to do his work, dragged Damien so effortlessly. Damien pretended to struggle,"Why are you so rough?"Damien protested. He glared at Albert who pretended to want to hit him. Damien flinched at the body movement. Damien heard some of Steven's
Mr Colton brought his phone out and dialed a number. When the call went through, he spoke over the speaker,"You do have Steven's account number don't you?""Wire $500 billion into it right away.""Don't hang the call yet, you mushroom!""Immediately you do the transfer, give me a call."He hung the call then turned to Damien. "You seem like a very interesting guy, you lad. Who the fuck are you?"Damien chuckled. "Did he crack a joke? I bet you are so eager to look like a rump-fed ronyon when you laugh. How dare you fucking make a joke when my boss is being dead serious. Are you tired of living?"Albert was at it again, yelling and glaring. This time around, Mr Colton didn't say much. He just watched the both of them. "Let him be, Albert. I think he'll be more useful than I imagined."He took a pause. "You go bring the car around. Let's leave this shithole.""I can't leave you with this piece of shit."Albert was reluctant to leave. "Just go, I'll be fine.""No sir, I can't do th
Suddenly, there came a pressure on Damien's neck. At first he thought it was a hand but the force seemed harder than what a human hand could do. Damien thought he was dreaming. After all he was lying in bed, it was just seven in the morning. When he opened his eyes to the hand strangling him, choking him close to death, he saw a man on him. He couldn't tell the face of the man at once. The man had a mask on and didn't look like someone urban. Damien didn't have time to ask questions or give answers to the basic questions like, who the fuck is that? Why was he doing that? All he could think of was getting that bastard off his body else he would be strangled to death. He held unto both hands of the man which was throttling him. He wanted to yank the hands off but the fellow seemed unusually strong. Even if he wanted to call out the super power, he couldn't. How could he make his words when the larynx was in jeopardy! He curled one of his knees up and kicked the man in the balls b
Two days later, Damien, fully recovered and agile, was working down the street of the neighborhood where he used to live in. The neighbourhood where he used to stay with his grandpa. Where the room stolen by the uncle was situated."I have tried to speak of kindness enough, but it seems like a foreign language to y'all."He was standing at the front of the half-standing gate of the compound."It's all on you, Vegas for not schooling your children right."He sent a kick into the gate and it went flying into the air. Again."Who the hell was that?""Who the hell did that?"Two women came out yelling. Damien didn't for once wait to hear them out. He stomped towards the room. His former room.In his hand was a jerrycan."Are you deaf? I'm talking you!!!""It's the bad luck bringer... what does he think he is doing?"He got to the front of the room and halted. His face had folded into a terrible frown. His eyes lacked pity and piety. He looked like he had been dining with the devil all his
"Quite a building."Damien stood at the front of the giant gate of the magnificent building."Explains why he's so arrogant and full of himself.""But that is about to end. In the next few minutes."He flipped the system window out. He was tempted to call out the superpower feature. He remembered the system telling him something about the superpower two days ago. He couldn't quite get the gist of it.Also, there were quite the number of things which he was yet to figure out. But he had no time for any of them at that moment. If there was anything he wanted to do, it was to get things over with with Steven."That's quite a bad idea.'He pushed the window back in."If I use the superpower, I would break his gate open. That would already prepare his mind for what is coming."He shook his head."I can't spare him the luxury of that. He should be caught unawares. In shock. Yes, he should!"He walked to the VAS of the house and pushed the bell. He could hear the chiming of the alarm traveli
"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 --"