Rage

Chapter 6

Chapter Six

Tara

W hat the fuck is wrong with me? What is this… feeling?

Unable to resist, I sucked on the tip of my pointer finger while slipping into the darkness of this abandoned building. Tasting her pussy on my fingers was intoxicating.

Watching her come completely undone for me in the alley created a shift in my mind… My urges… For the first time in my life, I didn’t have the urge to kill. I had the urge to make her cum for me again.

Shaking it off, I hummed Für Elise in my mind, focusing on the task at hand.

I’ve been following Ro-Ro for months, and memorized his patterns, his interests, his filthy habits. He likes to bring call girls here for an easy lay, and he had a type; me. Slim, athletic, long, dark hair, pierced tits.

Turning into an empty room, I took off my cross body bag, and began adjusting my outfit to better fit his preferences. I had already left my bra at our tent, so I reached into my bag and pulled out my knife. Holding the fabric taut, I sliced a slight cut in the front of my shirt at the bottom seam. With both hands, I ripped it up almost to my breasts, and tied it together, forming a crop top to show off my toned stomach.

My nipple piercings formed small bumps over the fabric of my shirt; subtle but noticeable, which will also work in my favor. Draping my bag back over my chest, I reached up to let my hair down.

Perfect.

Exiting the room, I continued down a dark hallway towards the sounds of at least three male voices. Ro-Ro had a guard shift outside the door of their lab, so I knew he would be alone. Still humming my tune in my mind, I reached into my bag to grip the handle of my knife. I needed the feeling of calm focus it provided.

I’m ready.

Zipping up my bag, I turned the corner, adjusting my stride to swish my hips back and forth, exaggerating the shaking of my hips. We made eye contact, and I flipped my hair over my shoulder, giving him a smirk. He eyed me up and down, adjusting in his seat.

“This is private property, miss. I suggest you leave,” Ro-Ro said, lighting a cigarette.

“I’m sorry for the confusion. Mr. Rowe sent me here a day ahead of schedule than your regular girl. I hope it’s okay with you?” I asked innocently, twirling my hair around my pointer finger and biting my lip shyly.

He took a long drag of his cigarette, exhaling the smoke above his head.

“Mr. Rowe, huh? How generous.”

Lifting my crossbody bag off, I gently let it fall from my fingers on the floor as I approached him slowly. He stared at my breasts as I climbed on top of him, straddling him.

“I’m well aware you’re picky with your girls. But I can guarantee you I’m…” I slid and rocked my hips forward on his lap. “... very good at what I do.”

He inhaled on his cigarette again, his free hand sliding up my thigh. Looking to the side, he placed his cigarette in an ashtray, exhaling the smoke as he turned to face me again. I could feel his cock stiffening in his pants as I continued to circle my hips, grinding into him.

“Let me see those tits, baby,” he groaned, and I started faking my arousal; panting and subtle moaning.

Lifting my top over my head slowly, my breasts bounced as I freed them from the fabric. Immediately, his hands were on me, flicking my piercings with his thumbs.

Images of Alaina getting off in the alley flooded my mind while this asshole played with my nipple piercings.

The way she stayed quiet for me, how insanely wet and juicy her pussy is, how deliciously sweet she is, feeling her walls contract on my fingers…

I moaned louder than I expected to, desperate for a release. Ro’s hands found my hips as he guided my movements, sliding me up and down his length.

“Fuck, baby. Let’s go to my room. I’m not sharing you with these assholes here.”

With a fake, playful giggle, I slid off his lap, pulling my top back on while Ro spoke on his cell phone.

“Hey, Mac. I need you to cover the door for fifteen minutes. Thanks, man.” He pocketed his phone, picking up the remainder of his burning cigarette and inhaled it almost to the filter before snuffing it out.

Mac appeared from around a nearby corner and chuckled when he looked at me.

“I’m not covering you for two hours like last time,” he laughed as I picked up my bag.

“Better make it twenty minutes just to be safe,” Ro said, smacking my ass.

“Whatever, bro. Just get the fuck out of here with her or else you’ll have to share.”

Grabbing my wrist, Ro led me down the hall and I stopped in my tracks, earning a confused look from him.

“So, what if I told you I had a friend waiting outside? In case, you know… You wanted an extra good time?” I gave him a wink, and a sinister smirk formed on his lips.

“You really know what I like, don’t you, baby?”

“Oh, you have no idea,” I purred, shoving him into the wall. He grunted in surprise as I lowered myself to my knees, taking what I wanted. Well, what he thinks I wanted.

Tearing his belt open, I forced his jeans down, yanking his boxer briefs down with them. His dick sprung free, already leaking pre-cum.

“You want me to fuck that pretty little mouth right here where everyone can see? Such a perfect slut for me already,” he growled, pumping himself in long, languid strokes.

Looking up at him innocently, I moaned and nodded my head.

“Open that filthy mouth for daddy.”

Daddy? Really? I chuckled in my mind.

“Yes, daddy,” I forced out, trying not to laugh.

Replacing his hand with mine, I took him deep into my throat, sucking and licking as he reached into my hair, holding me in place.

“Fuck yes, baby, take all this cock. Swallow.”

Swallowing around his tip, he groaned and pulled my head into him. I gagged and coughed, but held my ground, breathing out of my nose.

“Goddamn, baby. Such a perfect little fuck toy for daddy.”

I chuckled in my mind again.

Coughing accidentally because I was holding back a laugh, I played it off and continued to suck him deep down my throat.

Finally releasing my head, he pulled out of my mouth completely, and I sucked in greedy breaths of oxygen. Not waiting for him, I went in for seconds, sucking him hard and deep as I followed the movements of my mouth with my hand. Twisting and pumping him as I sucked made his thighs twitch. Taking him deep in my throat one more time, choking myself, I sucked him hard and slowly released him with a pop.

“Come meet my friend, daddy. Save your cum for her. She needs it so bad,” I whined.

“Let's go. Now,” he ordered, pulling up his pants. I held his hand, leading him to the exit towards where Alaina was hiding in the alley.

Perfect. My plan is working better than I’d expected.