The devil's handiwork [continued thread for guccisuits]

[idolhands]

[Welp, this is it. She's going to have sex for money. Rise briefly considers that yes, this is the point of no return, and now she's going to unmistakably be a whore; time seems to slow as he coaxes her to raise her hips and guides that thick flesh to her entrance.

The first thing the Doctor might notice is that she's tight. She's only ever had one lover before him, and he was a teenage boy. So Rise feels stretched, feels like he's pushing everything inside her upwards and outwards, and she gasps audibly.] Oh-- oh my god. It's... oh. [So it's very slow going, despite how wet she is.]

[When he's a few inches in, she tosses her head back onto his shoulder, her breaths heavy now.] Not... not at all at once. Back and forth, please... [She wonders if he'll be upset at the request, but he's very big and she's very tight, and she'd rather not be ripped open on her first night.]

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[idolhands]

[She shudders when he strokes her cunt again, her folds still wet and sticky with her juices and his come.] I'm... not sure. You're really huge, and I'm a virgin there, so...

M-Maybe if you didn't go all the way in? [He clearly wants to, and she wants that money.]

[drdick]

Hm. [ Is the only response he gives, not really answering, just acknowledging her suggestion and considering it.

Without warning, he withdraws both hands and rises to his feet, tucking his cock into his pants and then zipping himself up. ]

Come on. Let's head to the bedroom.

[idolhands]

Huh? [She's surprised, when he stops touching her, when those wandering fingers leave her behind and crotch. She glances over her shoulder at him, unsure... but he's paying her to obey him, isn't he?] Sure. I mean-- I mean, yes, Doctor~.

[Christ, her legs are wobbling after that fucking. She shouldn't still have these heels on, but she imagines he likes how it looks.]

[drdick]

[ Luckily for Rise, she won't have to walk in those heels. Christian is astute enough to notice that she is standing unsteadily -- an invitation for him to unexpectedly sweep her off her feet, carrying her in his arms as if she were his bride. Again, she is a tiny petite thing compared to him, so it's a simple task for him to carry her as they make their way to the bedroom, where a spacious bed, covered with fine silk sheets and covers, awaits them.

Christian leans down and lays her on the bed, kissing her, almost affectionately, on the forehead before standing upright. Without breaking eye contact, he starts to undress, throwing each article of clothing aside as he gauges her reaction. Dr. Troy takes great pride in his appearance, and it shows: for someone in his forties, he's in pretty good shape, perfectly groomed and trimmed, and his skin is appealingly tanned.

Once he's done and completely nude, he commands: ]

Get on all fours.

[idolhands]

[She squeaks again as he sweeps her into his arms, reflexively throwing her hands up and around his shoulders for support. It's almost romantic like this, she thinks, even as she considers that this is a man who'd brutally fucked her for money, treating her like property. She lets her eyes flutter closed when he kisses her forehead, but opens them when he hears him beginning to undress.

She's very much appreciating the eye candy, Christian. He's a very handsome man, and once more she thinks that if it weren't for the terrifyingly large cock she'd have picked the best possible client for her first night.

She nods obediently, getting on all fours on the bed, her ass facing him.]

[guccisuits]

[ Christian spares a moment to admire the sight of her prone form, then shifts his attention to the nightstand. Opening it, he reaches inside and confidently tosses a handful of condoms onto the bed, right beside Rise. He's still planning to cum inside her ass, of course, but the condoms will be used when he's fucking her and switching between her holes.

The rubbers, however, aren't the only thing he pulls out -- there is also a small packet, containing a small amount of white powder. A hedonist through and through, Dr. Troy gets on top of the bed and sits on his knees behind Rise, opening the packet. ]

Don't move. [ Christian tells her, expecting complete obedience as he drizzles a bit of cocaine onto her backside. He dips his head and unhesitantly snorts the entire line of powder off her ass in one go, immediately backing away afterwards. ]

Goddamn, that's good shit... [ He remarks in approval, laughing, inhaling sharply through his nostrils and then pinching the bridge of his nose. It only takes a few seconds for him to feel that familiar rush of pure bliss as it courses through his body, his brain, improving his focus, and his dick, which is already hardening and engorging with blood.

With a broad grin, he reaches over and dangles the packet in front of her, enticing. ]

Want some, baby?

[idolhands]

[She can't really see what he's doing from her position on the bed on all fours, other than that he's tossing some things on the bed behind her. But he told her not to move, and so she doesn't, even as she feel something gently placed on her rear--

--and then shivers as he leans down and sniffs. Holy shit, did he just do a line of coke off her ass?

And now he's offering it to her? Rise stammers, her face growing hot.] U-um, I've-- I mean that is, I haven't, so... so I don't know if I'd... I-I probably shouldn't!

[With all the stuff they've done together tonight, being offered coke is the one that's made her the most nervous. Sex is one thing, but hard drugs?

Are you getting the sense that she might be kind of new to this, Doctor?]

[drdick]

[ The answer is a resounding "yes". Dr. Troy is already operating under the assumption that Rise is an amateur -- that this is her first time whoring herself out for money. The evidence is there: her incredibly cheap initial pricing at $120 an hour, her general inexperience when it comes to taking dick, and now her actually being flustered at the offer of coke. No seasoned prostitute would ever decline such a generous offer.

Hence why Christian is willing to fuck her bareback. He figures that it's low risk, and he intends to take as much advantage of her as he can -- including pressuring her into drugs. ]

Come on. [ Suddenly and playfully, he seizes her arm and flips her onto her back, shifting on top of her. He leans in and presses his mouth over hers in a slow, soft kiss, which is repeated several times in the course of the following coaxing: ]

It's just coke. You have nothing to worry about. I won't let anything bad happen to you. [ His words, in contrast to the rough fucking he gave her just moments prior, are sweet, patient, and sound sincere. Inwardly, however, his mind is racing from the coke, and he is thinking, 'Just hurry up and take some, you dumb bitch.' ] You can trust me. I'm a doctor, remember?

[ He gives her one last firm, lingering kiss on the lips before pulling away, leaning back on his knees. His hand is extended to her, the packet of coke in his open palm. ]

Just snort a line, or rub some into your gums. It'll be fun, I promise.

[idolhands]

[And she hasn't even graduated high school yet, Doctor. What an opportunity, eh?

She's completely taken aback by the change in his demeanor as he flips her over onto her back, the kisses soft and completely unlike the way he'd been handling her earlier. But he's trying to convince her to do that and...

...okay, she guesses he is a doctor. And he wants her to do this, and he's paying her a lot of money, so...

...she forces a smile.] Well, if the Doctor orders it...!

[She pours some of the packet onto her palm, arranges it into a little line, and then moves down, snorting it up in one long inhale. It tickles the inside of her nose.

What the hell is this going to do to her?]

[drdick]

Good girl. [ Smiling, Christian praises Rise yet again for her obedience, taking the remaining cocaine and setting it aside. Now that they're both under the influence of illicit drugs, the doctor decides to willingly succumb to his urges. Cocaine always tends to make him very impatient and very horny, so he wastes no time in taking what he wants.

Sitting in front of Rise, he grabs both of her legs and quickly removes her heels, leaving them on the floor by the bed, so that he can set her dainty ankles down on his broad shoulders. He pulls her so that the lower half of her body is closer to his own, his huge erection jutting out between his legs and its bulbous head pressing right up against her pink cunt.

Without hesitation, he thrusts into her and sheathes himself to the hilt once more, relishing the way her pussy sucks him in and squeezes tight, the pleasure provided being amplified by the cocaine in his system. ]

Good-- so fucking good! [ Dr. Troy shamelessly exclaims, groaning and moaning, strong hips pistoning back and forth as he starts fucking her deep and hard. ]

[idolhands]

[She's too preoccupied and worried about what the drug's going to do to her that she almost doesn't notice when it actually happens, her pupils dilating and her pulse quickening. Euphoria, that's the only word that can describe it; it's euphoria and suddenly she's not worried about the drugs or prostituting herself out for sex anymore because holy hell, she feels fantastic.

She feels fantastic when he all but shoves her against the bed and pulls her ankles over his shoulders. She feels fantastic when he puts himself against her entrance and buries his length in her; it stretches her to the breaking point again, but her squeal is one of pleasure because it feels fantastic.] D, Doctor--!

[No other words make it out of her lips, only wordless gasps and moans of ecstasy every time he slams into her.]

[guccisuits]

[ Dr. Troy, too, is feeling pretty damn fantastic. The drugs are in full effect now, and as a result, Christian is giving it his absolute all, ramming his big dick in and out of Rise's little cunt with all the vigor and energy of a man half his age.

Naturally, the dirty talk continues, though it starts out as a blissful litany of ohs and yeahs and fucks, each word punctuated by grunting and groaning and slapping of skin against skin, flesh against flesh. ]

Oh yeah ... that's it... [ He's sweating, his eyes are closed, his hands are gripping her legs as he pounds her pussy, and his coke-addled mind is racing with many, many thoughts -- materialistic, narcissistic thoughts. Having a constant need for validation, the good doctor, even while in the midst of fucking, takes the time to validate himself with the following reminders: he's totally dominating a cute young Asian chick, in a five-star hotel in the Roppongi Hills, high on the coke he scored from the dealer in the hip, expensive nightclub he went to last night, where he fucked some European supermodel in the ladies room.

'I'm a successful plastic surgeon,' he reminds himself, grinning like the smug bastard he is, licking his lips, 'who makes over a million a year. I live in an expensive condo in South Beach, and I'm banging chicks who are young enough to be my daughter.

I'm -- a -- god -- damn -- juggernaut!' ]

-- Fuck yeah! [ His eyes open and he stares down at the brunette underneath him, leaning forward and testing her flexibility. ] Give me that pussy, baby! Give me that pussy!

[idolhands]

[This feels amazing. Rise almost doesn't even care that she's being stretched to the brim and that she'll probably be sore for days, because right now it just feels fantastic; the weight, the friction, the thrusts that go up and up and up.

She's not very sure how to 'give him' her pussy, but she tries to meet him with her hips every time he slams into her. He will discover, however, that she's very flexible and easily moves her hips back with him. Perhaps she was a dancer?]