Kiva01
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Oct 19, 2011
His name was Kai Yamato. A simple and kind man when in view to the public. As of ten years ago, the twenty five year-old's mother and father passed away, leaving their son with their vast fortune. You see, Kai is a billionare, living in a home that proves his worth. Charity events and museum donations landed him high praise from the citizens of his hometown. Despite all of this, however, he still lacked some form of companionship. The maids and butlers left behind didn't really prove themselves as much.
A few months ago, however, that changed. Two sisters had ome to his home one evening, asking about the live-in maid job he had offered. At first, he thought of declining them from working. Then he found out that they had run away from home, and needed this. Impure thoughts and desires filled Kai's mind when he hired them on one condition: they were to offer themselves to him sexually. Sure they heaitated, but, as one could see, they still stayed.
Now, the black-haired billionare rested in his bedroom, pushing a strand of hair away from his face. There was a devilish grin plastered on his face. Kai reached onto his nightstand, pulling out a small keypad. Quick message was sent to the pagers the two sisters were to carry. The message read simply: 'My room. Now.' They would understand what it meant.
A few months ago, however, that changed. Two sisters had ome to his home one evening, asking about the live-in maid job he had offered. At first, he thought of declining them from working. Then he found out that they had run away from home, and needed this. Impure thoughts and desires filled Kai's mind when he hired them on one condition: they were to offer themselves to him sexually. Sure they heaitated, but, as one could see, they still stayed.
Now, the black-haired billionare rested in his bedroom, pushing a strand of hair away from his face. There was a devilish grin plastered on his face. Kai reached onto his nightstand, pulling out a small keypad. Quick message was sent to the pagers the two sisters were to carry. The message read simply: 'My room. Now.' They would understand what it meant.