Encounters

Bad Bitches: 1

The moon set an illuminated scene like a video game while shining a light into the dark alley. Nico walked aggressively with two concealed pistols under her dark cloak. Wisps of ebony hair kissed her cheek as she cautiously approached Brendon taking a piss in the alley.He shook off the excess then turned to discover Nico staring fiercely into his eyes.

“Fuck, you scared me!” he said while taking a stepping back into the brick wall.They locked eyes as Nico moved closer watching his chest move up then down. She brandished a black pistol from her right side then put it under his chin. Eyes closed with one falling tear he begged her not to kill him. Smiling wickedly she cocked the trigger playing Russian roulette with his life. Leaning into his fear, she gently pressed her glossy red lips against his. Trembling as she pulled away his heart started to race again. Not knowing what she would do next, he felt her warm lips to his ear.

“I assigned a job to you, yet you failed;therefore, cum for me.” She put her hand inside his jeans and felt his hard cock. His eyes closed tight then he began to cum. Feeling her hand soaked in cum she pulled from his jeans then licked her fingers. She felt energized by his desire, yet wanted to teach him a lesson in the moment.

“Turn around and face the wall.” She said while pointing the gun directly at his chest. He moved slow while turning to face the red brick wall. She aggressively pushed her curvy body up against his back then whispered into his ear once more.

“When I say bring those bitches to me, you do as I say or next time I will drain you of cum!” Her gun still pointed at him with his hands in the air as if he knew to surrender. Nico smiles while still wielding the gun at him then pulls the trigger. No bullet escapes while he succumbs to the fear of dying as his body slumps to the ground. Although he laid lifelessly, she left him there to recover then went out of the dark alley searching for Donovan.

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