News Report On Revenge Glacier12 x Alvis Alendran

As Emily sat there watching the tv she didn't hear their conversation at all. She was actually would have dozed off if it wasn't for the smell of food. She ran a hand through her wet hair and tilted her head back and watched the two men exchange a few words before Pat took the plate from James and he simply smiled. She relaxed and focused back on the tv thinking he was just going to set it down by her but was honestly surprised when he told her she'd have to listen before she could eat. Emily stared at him in silence for a moment before she blinked a few times and did as he said, she leaned back on the couch and spread her legs, her cheeks just a bit pink before she turned her head away, because of the short skirt she was fully exposed.
 
Pat nodded, and got onto his knees, leaning forward. He made a mental note to thank Darien for skipping on the purchase of panties. It was so much more sun this way. He ran his tongue up along her sex, getting a good feel for her, beofre circling along her clit, and then back down. He repeated the gesture a few times, working on ehr to get her nice and wet. Then he moved his focus back onto her clit, lips wrapping around it, and tongue aggressive lapping against it, while he slid two fingers into her. He turned them once they were there, spreading the sensation, and then bagan to slide them in and out of her, working on her with a kind of near frenzy. he was clearly aiming to get her to her peak as fast as he could.
 
She looked over at him from the corner of her eye and looked away as he ran his tongue along he, it didn't take her long to get wet as she was still reeling from her shower with James. She closed her eyes and rocked her hips against his mouth as she moaned softly. because she had just been fucked she was really sensitive. She raised her hips with a louder moan as he turned his fingers. She gripped the couch hard and gasped quickly, still thinking about the shower she was trying hard not to speak. She squeezed her eyes shut tight as she began to breath a bit faster before moaning again as she came against his mouth and fingers except this time she did speak only it wasn't pat's name she said...it was James. For a moment her mind didn't register what it was she had said and the name hung awkwardly in the air before her eyes widened and she clamped a hand over her mouth hoping he didn't notice or if he did he wouldn't be mad.
 
Pat froze in his ministrations, and looked up at her very slowly. His face was clouded in anger. James fought to keep back a snicker. Oh, this was just precious. Pat in all his energetic glory got mistaken for him. THough it wasn't a good thing for Emily, since Pat was not the kind of guy to accept that easily.

Pat stood up, and snatched out a hand, grabbing a handful of Emily's hair, adn pulled her from teh couch, throwing her onto the ffloor roughly, before grabbing ehr hips, adn pulling htem back towards him. He undid his pants as he did so, and shoved her skirt up. Without taking the time to really lubricate her, or give her a chance to recover, he started pushing himself into her ass.
 
Emily could see the anger in his face and seemed to shrink back in fear "I'm so sorry." She whispered through her hands. She let out a pain filled yelp as he grabbed her hair and yanked her from the couch and threw her onto the floor. She subconsciously clawed at the ground as he pulled her back, tears stinging her eyes "I'm sorry!!" She said louder and lowered her head, biting down on her arm as she stifled a cry as he pushed into her ass. Her mind was still a bit fuzzy from her orgasm but she could fully register the pain in her head, arms, and now ass. She let out a shaky breath as she tried to relax her body and release her arms from her teeth before wiping her eyes.
 
Pat didn't say anything else, he just started in on her, working his hips as fast as he could, hammering into her. It was not a terribly pleasant thing for him to be doing really, the lack of lube made it uncomfortable for him as well as her, but this wasn't the normal approach he wanted, this was punishment, pure and simple. He left a hand in her hair, keeping it pulled, He leaned forward to speak quietly to her.
"You're not sorry. Not yet." He whispered, his voice sounding like he might be ready to do something decidedly unpleasant to her, moer so than he already had. James looked on from the kitchen, looking more confused than anything else. Pat seemed to be taking this pretty personally.
 
Emily kept her mouth firmly shut to keep from making any noise of discomfort even though it was clear in her face. When she heard him she opened up her eyes slowly "w-what are you going to do?" She murmured quietly her eyes locked on his. Her lip was bleeding from biting it but she bit it again, it was the only way she could keep from making a noise. Of course the occasional whimper would slip out before she tried to think about something else to just get her mind completely off of the painful fucking. Without thinking her body tensed up as if it was trying to make it even more difficult for Pat in hopes that he would stop.
 
Pat grinned wickedly, and held up a hand, showing her the size. He made a fist, showing that it was larger than she might think, and tapped her shoulder with it.
"I'm going to shove this into your pussy while I fuck your ass." He hissed at her. The very notion sounded like it might be extremely painful, and unlikely to leave her unhurt by the act. James looked on, wondering if Pat was bluffing. But then he was pretty pissed off. Hard to say. He went back to the sandwiches.

Pat ran his closed fist along ehr side, inching it ever closer to his destination, his hips still working on her ass, actually glad she was trying to make it harder on him. It would likely only make it worse for her. He rubbed knuckles along her pussy, and was about to push it into her when he felt a small circle of cold metal on the back of his neck, adn the sound of a hammer drawing back.
"What. In the fuck. Is going on here?" Darien asked from behind Pat.
"I'm...punishing her?" Pat said hesitantly, only too aware of what that gun would do to his head at this distance.
"Not like that. That ruins her. Take your cock out of her. And fuck off Pat. Consider your priviledges revoked for the day." Pat swore, but quickly ripped himself out of her ass, and stood, putting himself away, and storming away. Darien looked at Emily.
"You all right?" He asked her, uncocking the pistol.
 
Her eyes left his only to look at his hand "n-no Pat p-please." She whimpered and turned her head away as he moved his hand out of her vision. She felt his knuckles touch her wet lips and shook her head mentally, silently begging him not to. She heard the sound of a gun being cocked and felt Pat stop moving. Her body slumped with relief when she heard Darien. As Pat pulled himself away from her quickly she gritted her teeth in dis comfort before she sat up, her eyes stung from fighting back the tears. She fixed the skirt and looked over her shoulder to Darien and nodded slowly before standing up all the way. She wanted to go into her room and just stay in there for the rest of the day, she didn't care if she ate or not she just wanted to be away from all of the guys especially Pat, though she was thankful of Darien she had to remind herself that they were all dangerous and she couldn't relax.
 
Darien shook his head.
"Pat's an idiot sometimes. Has pride issues. You get used to it. Long as you're keepin' to the deal, if anyone gets a little too...aggressive with you, tot eh point it looks like they'll hurt you badly, just let me know, adn I'll sort it out." Darien explained to her camly. James walked past, and Darien tossed him the gun. Darien pat the couch.

"Why don't you have a seat. Eat somthin'. You might not feel like it, but trust me, eat it while it's there. Don't know what the next meal is, or when it's coming." Darien explained. He looked at the TV. It wasn't a terible show, and he could while away some time watching it with her.
 
Emily listened to him closely "alright." She said softly and stared at the couch as he patted it for a moment before slowly walking over and sitting down. Her eyes lifted from the floor than to the food as he told her to eat, she had lost her appetite but listened. She picked up the plate and silently ate her sandwich, it was really good. Emily's whole posture showed how on guard she was now, her shoulders where slouched a bit and her back was tensed up, her free hand would tug at the skirt every now and then but not very often and her legs where firmly crossed.

When she finished the sandwich she set the plate down and folded her hands in her lap and tried focusing on the show. For a moment she closed her eyes but they opened back up, she wasn't tired she was just trying to see if this was all really real or if she was just hallucinating.
 
She took well to the orders. If Pat hadn't fucked things up, she'd probably be looking for way to enjoy herself by now. It was a fucking shame really. Darien shook his head. He let her sit in silence for a few more minutes before James returned to the room, and looked at Darien.
"Got a call boss. The Bronze Mask needs someone to go check things out." James said calmly.
"That new club ouside of town, by the highway?" Darien asked.
"Yeah, it's getting a little popular. Top man wants us to have someone take a look."
"Volunteering?"
"Sure, be good to get out." He paused, and looked at Emily. "They're not letting single in easily tonight." Darien sighed. He looked over at Emily.

"Looks like you're going clubbing with James tonight." He said dryly, and then turned back to James. "Dressin' her up is on you. Got the cash?"
"If I don't?" James asked with a touch of challenge.
"Derrick takes her." James sighed, but nodded.
"Yeah, I got it."
"Good." He turned back to Emily. "How about it? Ready to get a little fresh air?"
 
As Emily sat there she listened to the twos conversation. She couldn't help but look over at the two when James mentioned that singles couldn't get in. Her eyes met Darien's before she looked away thinking she shouldn't have been listening but when he addressed her she looked again. Maybe it was because Darien thought she was going to try and run away that he said it so coldly. Emily looked between the two, she liked James, so far he really was the nicest one with Darien close behind. Emily nodded her head and couldn't help but crack a smile, she wasn't one to go out and party every night but she would go every other night with friends.

Emily got up and took her plate into the kitchen, setting it in the dishwasher before going back over to James. She didn't fully understand why they were going but she did understand she was getting out of the house. Of course she wasn't going to try and slip away from him, no she was too scared to try.
 
James nodded at Emily, looking her up and down again, just enjoying the view. And she'd called out his name while Pat had been working on her. Pissing off Pat like that had helped to endear her to him a little more than she had in the past. She was an attractive woman, and had thus far proved to be a damned good lay, and was likely only going to get better as time went on. James had his own car out front, and he'd be able to handle this on his own.
"Come on. We'll need to get you ready for the club." James said calmly, a hand on her shoulder to turn her, and direct her out the front door.

The neighbourhood wasn't axactly well populated, with teh houses being spread out pretty far. The previous owners of the house had struck it big with a lot of cash, leaving them greener pastures than this place, and Darien had picked it up for a song. The car that James drove was a sporty little thing, not new, there was some obvious wear on the machine, but it still loked nice. He unlocked it, and nodded to EMily.
"Hop in, and we'll get going." He said calmly. The car was no a stick shift, adn the seats were a little closer together than normal, James had done some custom work on the car in the past.
 
Emily lifted her gaze to James when he spoke to her before she nodded "Alright." She said and headed out the front door like he directed. As they walked outside she looked around with a small smile. Emily was a nature fanatic and always loved being outdoors. Her eyes shifted to James' car "Nice ride." She commented before opened up the door and slipping in. She shifted in the seat a bit before buckling up and pulling the skirt down a bit though it didn't change at all. Sitting down it was shorter than mid thigh and while she normally would have been uncomfortable she felt fine around James. Emily couldn't hide her smile, she was going for a drive, she was getting out of the house.

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"Thanks, I always thought so." James said as she complimented his car. He got himself settled, adn started the engine. The club was a good clip away, but he did want to see if he could get her done up a litle bit more. And there was a nice discreet little shop he knew. They tended to cater to those of less reputable means, which suited him perfectly. He got the car in gear, and started moving. He did some math. Keeping to the speed limit to avoid suspicion was a good move, adn it added time to the travel. They ahd a decent amount before they got where they were going. With a smile, he popped the button on his jeans open, and dropped the zipper. "Hey Emily." He said idly, pulling his now stiffening cock out. "Make the trip good for me, and I'll make it worth your while." He told her, moving the arm closest to her out of the way.
 
Emily's eyes were locked on everything that went by, wide with interest. She heard him say her name and let out a soft hmm but didn't look. "Make the trip good for me, and I'll make it worth your while." She looked over at him and noticed that he had undone his pants. Emily blushed but she didn't even hesitate this time, she took the seatbelt and moved it over her head so that way it wouldn't scratch at her neck as she shifted her body a bit and leaned down. Using one hand to stroke his length she used her other one to hold back her hair before dipping her head down and placing her lips on the head on his cock and slowly licked.
 
James liked the look of a blush on her, liked the way she bent to task so readily. Emily was proving to be a very enjoyable distraction to keep around. He tongue across his cock was great, and e had to fight to stophimself from closing his eyes a moment. He kept his breathing steady as she worked on him, and he rest a hand on her back. The better she did, the better it would go as far as he was concerned.
"That's the way. Keep goin' Em." He said with a hint of breath in his voice. He actually let up on the gas a little, slowing slightly, partly from the sudden distraction, and partly because he was hoping to draw this out a little.
 
Emily closed her eyes and licked a few more times before dropping her head a bit more and begging to bob her head. She kept just a little bit in her mouth as she swirled her tongue around his cock before she stopped to lower her head even more. Emily had given blowjobs before, she knew what she was doing but she had never given one in this circumstance before and it honestly turned her on a bit. As she continued to lower her head she moved her hand away. She let out a soft gag as she got a little over half of his cock in her mouth. Not only was she enjoying the scenario she was enjoying the way he sounded when he praised her, she enjoyed pleasing him in general.
 
James had to let out a breath. She hadn't relaly been all that eager in taking too much of a cock down before, but for whatever reason, she seemed to be getting more accustomed to it. And that was just fine by him. He spared a glance down to find her going down on him a little farter, and his cock gave a bit of a jerk in arrousal as he heard the slight gag as she got more of him down. Damn, but she was putting in some serious effort here! Putting his eyes back on hte road, his hand started to crawl down her body. He had to lean slightly to reach, but it was just giving her better access to his cock as he did it. He started to slide her skirt up a little frather, his fingers seeking. He brushed up against her clit, adn then smiled, putting focus onto it and rubbing. She deserved a little something of her own after all.
 
Emily's mind was on breathing right so she didn't notice his hand leaving her head to trail down her body. She did however notice as soon as he touched her clit, her whole body was still sensitive but not as much so as it had been in the shower. She let out a muffled moan as her now free hand rest on his thigh and tensed up as she moved her hips a bit, as she did she lowered her head more and gagged again. She pulled her head back and began to get into a steady rhythm, every time she would move her head down she would gag ever so slightly but slowly got used to it until she was able to go down without gagging though she knew she wasn't able to take him all into her mouth she was doing the best she could.
 
Effort. It all came down to that, and Emily was making a lot of effort to please him with her work. And that was pleasing in and of itself. Jaems let out a faint groan as she got him halfway into her mouth. Any more and she be taking it right down her throat, and that would be uncomfortable for her with the angle. But he wasn't going to slow her down if she was willing to try it. Still, he was starting to feel himself getting closer to his finish. His fingers shifted as she moved her hips into his hand, bringing her just a littel closer. His finger dipped lower, rubbing along her slit before pushing a finger into her, still maintaining his contact with her clit, still rubbing it, making sure that she still got all the best feeling out of the experience. This really was the only way to travel.
 
When Emily was fully comfortable with her rhythm she began to run her tongue along his shaft every time she pulled her head up. As James worked a finger into her and continued to rub her clit it was a bit difficult for her to focus on just one thing and would pause every now and then as she moaned, when she did it would vibrate his cock a bit. She spread her legs a bit more for him and moved her free hand so it wasn't sitting idly on his thigh, instead she was using her nails to tease his balls. She just barely touched him, not wanting to hurt him or make him uncomfortable, she really did want him to enjoy it and based off of his breathing and him pleasure her she knew she was doing a good job. Of course that didn't mean she would just ease up and not try and as hard, she was still trying.
 
The car jerked to the side slightly as he felt the twinge of her nail on his balls, not at all expecting that. His breath was out in a gasping rush, and his cock jekred in her mouth. Every moan she made turned him on more, the vibration a divine feeling. As he fought to keep his eyes open, he pushed a second finger into her, working on her as best he could, actually wanting her to get off as well, make this a good memory for her. He felt precum leaking from his cock, knowing that it was almost over now.
 
When the car jerked Emily's head lifted off of his cock for a second before she went back down, still playing with his balls before letting out a louder moan. She raised her hips up a bit the best she could as she squeezed her eyes shut, oh what she wouldn't give to have him fuck her in the back seat right now. She could tasty the tangy yet salty taste of his precum and pulled her head up to run her tongue over his head like she had before. She was tempted to ask him to just pull over so that things would be easier for both of them but she was a bit busy with her mouth that the moment. Her breathing went from nice steady shallow breaths to deep uneven ones.
 
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