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A Surprising Deal [Huginn & Vigilant Thorne]

Huginn

Huginn

The world outside the matrix is another matrix
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Brazil
Victor had it all. Rich, quite young in his early thirties, good looking. There was only one thing missing in his life: a woman. Or, in his opinion, feelings. He had women, as many as he wanted, but he had never developed feelings for any of them. He actually preferred that way. "Keeps me free, and my options open" he used to say to friends, when asked.

What Victor missed in feelings, he seemed to make up in sexual appetite. It was not something everybody knew, of course, but the young man could never go more than a few day without intercourse. It was easy for him to find partners, but they never seemed to be satisfactory. Victor had peculiar tastes, when it came to sex.

He had this things in his mind, while driving home to meet another woman who should already be waiting for him there. A very different situation than he was used to.

Victor lost his parents a couple years before, and inherited the huge property and fortune. There was this traditional family whose head was good friends with Victor's father. This family, however, were not as lucky as Victor's. They were going throw immense financial problems, ever since the head of the family had died, around the same time Victor's father passed. They had come to Victor for help, but they had nothing to offer in return and no way to honor the debt. Their companies were bankrupted, they're lands were not productive. They were done. While Victor was explaining why he had to decline his help, a young and very attractive woman entered the room. Victor could not help and stared. She was just so sexy. After she left the room, her uncle made an offer Victor could not believe: in exchange for financial support, they would give him the girls. She was the heir of the family, orphaned 2 years ago, and single.

Give her to him. Absurd. But the more he thought about it, the more intrigued he became. He had the money, it was no problem at all. But to own a girl? Could that be the answer to his sexual frustration? She would have to serve him. Obey him. Everything he wanted, and he would not have to go flirt with silly drink college girls just to get laid and have disappointing sex.

After a few days considering, he accepted. Told himself he was honor bound to help old friends of his father. And today he got the call from home, saying she was there. The most anticipated delivery he ever received.
 
Maria waited impatiently in his office, fidgetting constantly. She had been told that her new "owner" would be with her shortly, but she had been waiting for almost an hour.

She was small and thin, but not unhealthy. Although her parents had died more than 2 years ago, she had always found methods of putting food on the table. Although not everything she had done was strictly legal, she had never had to stoop as low as selling herself... Untill now. She had been pressured by her family, and had been threatened with being disowned. She was unhappy with the situation, believing that she would be the mans maid, cleaning after him and taking care of him. She had no clue what his true intentions were.

She jumped in surprise, and inhaled quickly when she heard the door open with a screech behind her.
 
There she was. Slender, petite, frightened. She had the figure Victor always looked for in his sexual partners. She was even sexier than Victor remembered.

He didn't say a word. Closed the door behind him and walked, slowly, to the chair behind the desk, by the window. It was a large office, filled with book shelves, a big TV screen, the large desk by the window and a sofa at the opposite corner, where the girl was.

"So, I guess you are mine, now." he said finally, no emotions on his voice. "Are you completely aware on the terms of our deal? I just want us to be completely clear here. You are to obey me, my every order, anything at all. If you ever refuse or resist, it will be considered a deal breaker. You know that, don't you? I don't want to know how you feel about it, I don't care. I just want to make sure you know what you are now."
 
"Clean? Cook?? No, no. You will hardly ever do that."
Victor took a look at a few papers on his desk and his laptop. When he finaly looked at her again, he sighted.
"I was hoping you would not be so naive. Your training will have to be a little more intense than I antecipated. Stand up, take off your clothes. Let me take a better look at you."
 
Maria stood up quickly, knocking her chair over. "What are you talking about? Im not gonna strip for you!" she covered her breasts guardingly. "What do you mean I wont be cleaning?" her brow frowned in concern, and she turned away from the man.

Her family had told her that she had been given to Victor to cover their debt, but they hadnt told her what she was going to be doing. She assumed that it was mostly housekeeping, but now that she thought of it, she realised no one had told her what she would be doing.
 
Victor raised his eyes and took a deep breath. "You will learn that I'm not a very patient man. Look at me when I talk to you."

He just stared at her for a few seconds, with a cold, emotionless expression. Measured her with his dark eyes, head to toe. "I don't need another maid, I already have a dozen. And they are all much cheaper than what I'm paying for you. I also did not paid so I could answer your questions. All you have to do is obey me, anything at all, without question, or the deal is off. "
He stopped staring at the girl and returned to his laptop, like he had many other important things to take care other than paying her attention. "Look, I declined this deal at first. It's not something I wanted, and your family insisted very much. If you are not going to honor it, fine. Just leave."
 
Maria frowned, and picked the chair up, slouching down in it. She knew that she had no choice but to listen to the man. He was very influential, and could ruin the lives of her and her family if she didn't obey him, and they needed the money he was paying. She frowned, and looked up at him, but didn't meet his eyes. She pulled the straps on the camisole she was wearing down over her shoulders, and her covered breasts tumbled out of her shirt. she quickly covered her bra with one arm, while the other began unbuttoning her tight jeans. Once they were unbottoned she looked to the side, her cheeks blushing a bright red. She huffed defiantly, she had to obey the man, but didn't have to like it.

"If I'm not here to cook or clean, why am I here?" she asked, still not meeting his eyes.
 
"You are not here to make questions, that's for sure." Victor said as he turned his eyes from the laptop to the girl in from of him. "But there is no reason I can't be cordial with you. You are here to serve me in many ways, and that includes been my sexual slave. Does that upsets you?"
He looked carefuly as the girl undressed. She really was everything he expected, and he was unexpectedly anxious to see her naked body and start playing with her.
“That´s taking too long. You have your orders. Take everything off".
 
"of course that upsets me!" maria replied indignantly. "but it doesn't seem like Ive much of a choice here, huh?" she stood suddenly, and in one motion tore off both her bra and panties. All that was left was her camisole, which was bunched up under her breasts, and her cute purple socks which covered her feet. Her jeans and torn underwear lay in a heap below her. She had had enough. She stood proudly, legs at shoulders width apart, and hands on her hips. Her chest puffed out slightly, showing of her breasts.

"is this what you want? Is this what you wanted to see? Do my tits make your little perverted cock hard" she asked mockingly.
 
"Do you want to know if my cock is hard?" he smiled. Victor kind of liked her attitude. It would make everything more fun. At least for a while. "Come over here and check for yourself. "

Victor did not answered her, but it really was what he wanted to see. Her body was amazing, exactly what he was looking for. He was pleased.

"I don't really like your name. I think I'm gonna call you "pet" for now, until I come up with a better name for you. Now, get on all fours, like a good pet, crawl over here and check if my cock is hard."
 
"See? It really is hard. You were right! What a smart pet." He said, and stretching his arm, reached her head and petted her.

It was quite entertaining, playing with the girl. Making her uncomfortable, blushing, but not being able to disobey. Victor was liking it much more than he thought he would. He was also much more excited than he anticipated. The power, the submission, and of course, her looks. It was all better than he expected.

"Now, as you can imagine, it's getting very uncomfortable, having my hard cock compressed inside this pants."

Victor smiled, looked at the girl sited on the floor in front of him, and completed: "Set it loose. Open my buckle, open my pants, and help my cock out of the underwear. But, like a good pet, you cannot use your hands. Do it with your mouth."
 
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Maria spat. She was about to refuse, but realized she had no real choice in the matter. She sighed heavily, and crawled over to him, placing her face near his lap. She dainty bit around the belt, trying to get a good hold. Eventually she pulled the belt apart, and it clanked to the floor.
She tried not to touch around his penis, but accidentally brushed against his hard member. She shuddered in disgust.

After several minutes of trying, Maria was unable to unbuttoned his pants. She sat back, and crossed her arms. "I can't do this." she complained, looking up
 
Victor waited patiently, silent, as the girl tried to open his pants with little effort and a disgusted face.
"Well that's disappointing."

Victor finished what the girl couldn't and exposed his own cock. His big penis was rock hard and pointed up as soon as it was released. He got up and grabbed Maria by her hair, harshly. "I would allow you to suck my cock, but now I cannot trust you will put any effort into it, so I will have to do it myself".
He shoved his hard cock in her mouth, all the way, poking the back of her mouth, and kept stroking, hard, fucking her mouth, giving her little chance for reacting. After a couple minutes of hard face fuck, he stopped, avoiding to cum. Victor pushed the girl, who felt sited on the floor, and got back to his chair.
"We need to have more trust, I can't do everything myself. An untrustworthy dog is useless. Will you try harder on your next task? Will you put on an effort?"
 
Maria coughed hard, from the unexpected face fucking. After a minute or so, she looked up. She was unsure of what to say, if she told him she would do better, then he would punish her harshly if she failed, but saying nothing would be even worse. She finally nodded, hoping that would be enough. She dreaded what he would do next. She stared at his cock warily.
 
Maria would learn her place, sooner or later. It didn't matter. The process would be fun to Victor either way.

"You don't seem happy. I'm not a bad owner, I take good care of all my toys. I will do you a favor, even though you don't really deserve it."

Victor stopped talking and took a deep breath. He just loved Maria's anxious expression.

"Lay on your back and masturbate, make yourself wet. Unless, of course, you'd rather have me pound your dry pussy." He watched her again, her surprise and disgusted face, but before she could say anything, he continued, "But first, thank me. Say thanks to your master for allowing you to masturbate. You can't start before you say it."
 
Maria thought for a moment. The idea of pleasuring herself in front of him was disgusting, but then she imagined him lying on top of her humping and raping her dry, and she shuddered. "thank you, master." she spat, before flipping over.

She brushed her thumb against her clit, and traced the outside of her lips. She tried her hardest not to enjoy it. She slowly pushed two fingers inside, while she played with her clit. She checked to see if Victor was watching.
 
Victor was watching very interested. He gave her some time to please herself and get wet. Her attitude still upset him a little, but that didn’t affect his excitement, and he remained hard as she played with herself.

After some time, he got up and approached her. He kept his clothes on, only his pants were opened and his cock was exposed. He crouched before her, grabbed her legs and held them raised, wide open, her feet in the air, and placed his cock’s head at her entrance. In one push, he penetrated her fully, adjusted his hip, and started pounding.

“Keep masturbating, touching your clit. I never told you to stop.”

She was tight and wet, and her facial expressions and moans were delicious.

“Now be a good whore and tell me how much you love to be fucked by your master. Say it like you mean it!”
 
"It isn't rape if you're enjoying it." Victor replied, before grabbing her hair from behind her head, to hold her close, and kept pounding her hard. Her big breast bouncing with every stroke.

"I gave you an order!! You won't disobey me, I own you. Say it.! Tell me you love it! Tell me you love my cock and to be fucked by it like a good horny whore."

Still holding her hair, and her face high, with his free hand Victor slapped her face.
"Say it now!!" He shouted.
 
The hard slap shocked maria, and her cheek stung where he slapped her. "I love it!" she yelled, more out of surprise, than passion. She stopped trying to pull away, she lay stiff beneath her owner, unresponsive as he ravaged and used her hole. The only evidence that she was in pleasure, we're the soft, breathy moans that escaped her parted lips, and the occasino all twitch if her leg.
 
The girl was enjoying, even if just a little bit. Victor could tell, but she still resisted, fighting her own feeling, her own body, pretending to hate it out of spite. That's not acceptable behavior for a sex slave.

Victor kept fucking her, feeling her wet pussy compressing his hard cock while hearing her suppressed moans.

"That's not nearly good enough." He slapped her face again."Make me believe. Say how much you love it. Mean it." Victor increased the speed and strength of his pelvic movements, fucking her harder and deeper. "You will keep trying until you make me believe. Tell me you love my cock. Tell me you love to be used. Beg for more". One more slap, harder than before.
 
"I... please.... give me more of your cock." she whimpered quietly. He was too much, and she was already near orgasm. She usually took a while to come but the man's animalistic rape of her was too much to handle. She grabbed her thighs in both hands, leaving large white marks. Her moans grew louder and more passionate.
 
With one hand still holding Maria's hair for leverage, Victor started using his other hand to massage her clit with his thumb. Encouraged by her moans he just kept pounding, fucking her hard. He knew she wouldn't last much longer.

"When I give you an order, you will obey, and you will love to be used and fucked by your owner. Like it or not."

Victor will keep his pace and the clit massage until Maria comes.
 
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