Page 15

RAHIM

"T he bitch wants to play games, let's let her play." Mr. Kingly looked over to Rahim who stared at his screen.

The lovely lady wearing a teal dress sat at one of the slots as if she didn't have a care in the world. Rahim couldn't front. She was pretty as a mothafucka, so he couldn't wait to get a hold of her.

Rahim's role was much different from the other siblings.

He was what one would consider an escort, but of course it came with the demise of a Kingly.

Rahim wasn't one for killing. He wasn't the hood nigga like Tasim. He was more of a ladies’ man that handled the financial assets.

He exuded confidence and charm, and his chiseled features along with his piercing eyes commanded attention.

His tailored suits accentuated his broad shoulders, and his smile could light up a room.

With all the sophistication in the world he also possessed a mysterious elegance.

"Have you checked in on Kasim?" Mr. Kingly asked, still watching the lady on camera.

"Nah. He still with the winner?"

"Yeah. There's only a few days left. Don't look like she's budging. Can you believe a dusty hood bitch like her hasn't fallen for the bait? "

"Damn, not Kasim." Rahim chuckled because all the ladies fell for him.

There were only a few women who actually chose the money, and he was sure it was because of Kasim's attitude.

"You know, I don't know what the ladies see in that weird ass child of mine, but they fall for him."

Both Rahim and his father chuckled. It made Rahim think of his brother's demeanor, and he couldn't understand why either.

Kasim was mean as hell and lived like a damn caveman or some sort.

He didn't socialize or leave the room for that matter.

It was too much pussy in the world for a nigga to be locked up in a dungeon.

But this was how Kasim chose to live. On certain occasions when Kasim would step out of his dark place, tons of women would inquire about him. Kasim ignored them. No matter where they went. Rather a party for Mr. Kingly, walking down the halls, women fanned out over his strange brother.

"I know you can pull this off. She looks easy." Mr. Kingly shoulder bumped Rahim, bringing him from his thoughts.

He looked at the lady once more who sat in the lobby looking peculiar. She looked like easy bait he could snag which wasn't hard due to his charming looks.

With one single head nod, Rahim got right to the job before the lady left the establishment.

He made his way down the hall and onto the elevator.

Just as the doors closed, a text had come through his phone.

He opened the message and couldn't do anything but stare at the screen.

It was a picture of Rosalia's pussy as her neatly painted nails spread her lips open.

The message read we miss you with a smiley face.

Rosalia was one of his father’s colleagues that he had accompanied to a social event.

She paid top dollar for a piece of Rahim and had been hooked ever since.

She'd pull him into rooms the moment her old man turned his back just to suck him off.

She was laced with good head and pussy that snapped back even after four children.

Without responding, he pushed the phone back into his suit coat and stepped off the elevator.

He bypassed a few guards and headed toward the slots where the beautiful lady sat.

Instead of pulling the latch on the slot, she had her face buried into her cellular phone.

Rahim walked up on the lady, causing her to look up.

"Shouldn't you be focused on winning." Rahim smiled.

"Oh. Ugh." She tried to speak, stumbling over her words. "I'm texting a friend to pick me up. Too many drinks." She smiled back embarrassed.

"Well, here at the Kingly Dynasty, it’s a good thing we have etiquette. We can get you a ride if need be. That way you can drink as much as you chose and enjoy yourself."

"Oh, yeah? Well, aren't you such a gentleman?"

"I get that a lot." Rahim flashed her a sexy smile. "Are you alone?"

"Yes. I just wanted to . . ."

"That's your business. However, I'll make sure you get to where you need to be."

"Thank you."

"I'm Rahim Kingly." Rahim extended his hand.

"So you're one of the men responsible for getting me drunk. Is this what y’all do to all the ladies?"

"Only the chosen ones," he responded, and it was just something about the words chosen ones .

Shit sounded creepy as hell.

"Oh, is that so? Well, you make sure I get home. I’m Kindal by the way.”

"You got that sexy. For now, enjoy yourself." Rahim pulled out his key card and slid it into the slot. It credited her ten games.

"Thank you." She smiled widely and pulled the handle. On the first try, the machine began ringing abruptly. She didn't know what was going on but the three 7’s on the machine began to flash. “What does this mean?” she asked with excitement.

“It means you're a winner.”

“Is that so? Thanks to you,” she flirted. “So how do I collect? I gotta get out of here soon.”

“You have to come with me.” Rahim motioned, catching the eager look in her eyes.

Had this been any other occasion, she would have given off “ho.” Rahim knew this wasn’t the case because there was a motive behind it.

As Rahim offered his arm to the beauty, a hint of a smile played on his lips. They stepped out of the nightlife that pulsed around them. He guided her through the crowded casino with purpose; his eyes never left her slim thick frame.

"Congratulations," he spoke, his voice low and smooth.

“Thank you.”

Taking the elevator up to a spectral place, Rahim was ready to devour her. With a subtle gesture, they stepped into the luxurious room. She began looking around because this were definitely not a place to collect winnings.

The female companion made a mental note of everything that surrounded her. From the moment they stepped onto the elevator, the floor they exited, and the room they had entered.

The room was on a rooftop equipped with a bar that overlooked the skyline. Rahim led her to a secluded table where champagne chilled in an ice bucket as if it awaited their arrival.

Rahim wasted no time pouring them a drink then set it down in front of her. They both began drinking while making small talk. She was pleased with the entire layout of the room and couldn't front. It was very upscale.

“What’s in there?” she asked curiously, noticing a purple dim light.

“See for yourself.” He sipped his drink as he watched her lift from her seat.

She headed to the door and took a peek inside. She wasn’t sure if she was seeing things, but she knew she couldn’t be hallucinating. There was a bed where the purple light shined above, and in the far right corner there appeared to be masks, chains, and whips.

Rahim watched as her eyes lit up just before she was ready to ask questions. Her pupils began to dilate, and a sudden sense of worry-free nature washed over her. It was like she feared nothing. She was actually in a happy place with a tingle that had taken over her entire body.

“Why do I feel . . .” She tried to speak as Rahim’s index finger trailed her shoulder blade.

When she slightly jumped, he knew then the effects of the Ecstasy pill had kicked in.

“You feel good. Now let me make you feel better.” He pulled her into the room over to the purple light. He stared into her eyes as she hesitantly took a seat on the bed.

Rahim pulled the mask from the dresser drawer and watched her briefly before putting it on.

“I don’t know about this,” Kindal spoke, but Rahim quickly shushed her by gliding his hand down her spine.

This sent an electric wave throughout Kindal’s entire body.

She wasn’t sure if she was supposed to like it, but something about the night was turning her on.

She hadn’t had this much excitement in years, so there was a thrill that enticed her.

Because her husband stayed on-site for his four days of work, Kindal toyed with her pussy while occupying herself with a good erotica book.

Her kitty was deprived. Her sex life was deprived. Her excitement was deprived by his tiredness. Now here she was, being exploited by a complete stranger. Her correct state of mind told her to get up, but the dripping cat between her legs disabled her.

After putting the blindfold securely on her face, he instructed her to lay back. He wasted no time sliding her dress up and peeling her panties off.

“What are you gonna do to me?” She held onto her panties, pussy burning with confusion.

“I’m gonna suck on this pussy until you cumm on every part of my face. Be my slut tonight. Forget about the world. Forget about your problems. Let me make you feel good and you just be my secret slut,” Rahim uttered into the mask, making sure to brush his soft lips against the blade of her cheek.

“Freak me like there ain't no one left on this fuckin' Earth

Talk your shit and rough me up, come buss open the shirt

She said, "Slut me out, oh, slut me out, " I'll put your ass to work

Put your ass to work, I'm sure gon' put your ass to work . . .”

Rahim parted Kindal’s legs as kwn "Worst Behavior" played from the corner speakers. He could hear the heavy breathing escaping her lips, and she could feel the intensity building. He wrapped her legs around his neck as he bent down to take a nice, long sniff of her pussy.

When he didn’t smell anything out of the ordinary, he was satisfied. He placed his entire mouth onto her clitoris, moving his tongue in perfect sync. The world around them melted away, leaving only the sensation of a Kingly devouring a stranger's pussy.

The blindfold secured her eyes; her other senses heightened.

She felt his warm breath blowing into her pussy lips, and soft moans began humming into the thick air.

Every touch, every movement, every part of the way he ate her pussy seemed amplified.

The way her body began to react made Rahim smile, knowing this was just the beginning.

For Kindal, it was the forbidden thrill that sparked a fire within her.

She tried to resist, to push him away, but her body betrayed her, causing her to melt into his touch.

The danger of being caught by her husband only added to the excitement.

Infidelity was something that didn't play a part in her marriage.

Her heart raced as the sucking of her clitoris deepened.

Despite the warnings screaming in her mind, she couldn't help but feel the rush of pleasure, by the forbidden desire.

Rahim's eyes locked onto hers, and she was drawn in like bees to honey. The world around them faded into the background as Rahim continued to devour her pussy. The moment was a forbidden attraction that would leave Kindal woozy and Rahim feeling accomplished.

For over two hours, Rahim sucked her pussy and spit into her asshole, causing his dick to grow so much harder.

From time to time, he would let her take a sip of liquor to keep her buzzed off the pill.

Each time, he would dive back into her pussy with hunger.

She tasted like elvish honey which was the most expensive honey in the world.

He got a thrill from her slight resistance, but the way he ate the lining nearly out of her pussy sent a vault inside of her.

The danger of discovery only intensified the experience. Each moment with her was precious and definitely stolen pleasure. A slight smile spread across his face when he felt her legs begin to vibrate. He began to count down in his mind until cumm came splashing from her pussy.

Her moans turned into screams as she squirmed because he wouldn't unlock his lips from her swollen clit.

Once he was satisfied, he pulled back and that same accomplished grin showcased on his face.

It was like she was staring into the eyes of a sexual devil.

The way he had taken her complete soul was inhumane.

Rahim helped Kindal lift from the table then helped her slide into her clothing. She could barely stand because her legs felt like noodles. Once she was fully dressed, he looked at her shameful face and flashed a handsome smile.

"I love pork."

“What do you mean?"

"I mean, the fact that you're a pig. I can smell it on you, Kindal.

" He released a devilish laugh as she gasped.

"Now run and tell your colleagues that you got the best head in a lifetime from a Kingly.

Come back again and I might give you some of this dick.

" Again, he smiled, exposing her true identity.

Kindal was beyond embarrassed. So embarrassed she ran full speed to the door and it opened immediately. Kindal didn't bother looking back because she needed to get far the fuck away from him.