Demon World’s Brothel - Demon World's Brothel – Chapter 86

In the courtyard in front of us, Charak’s impressive demon meat plunged into the womanhood of the human girl. He had her pinned against a tree, one leg in his hand, spreading her open as she stood on the free leg. She had one hand on his shoulder, while the second was grabbing a branch to maintain her balance as he entered inside her.

“Aggghnnnn…” she moaned as his dick spread her open to the limit her small body could handle.

Charak let out a grunt as he started to thrust into her. From my hidden spot behind some bushes, I went to leave again. Even if I couldn’t leave the alley, I didn’t have to remain in the courtyard for this. However, as soon as I tried to move away, Rhea’s hand only tightened even more on my arm. My eyebrow raised as I noticed her hand had slipped under her skirt, and was moving in a particularly suspicious way. I felt like I was being dragged into someone else’s sex game here.

I looked back to the scene in the courtyard. It was difficult to ignore the moaning sounds of sex. I remembered what Rhea said about this place being a living area for the brothel’s whores. Didn’t that mean that any one of these windows could have people who could hear and watch what the pair were doing? They might as well be doing it in the middle of the street.

That’s when Rhea’s hand went down my arm and then grabbed my hand. Before I realized what she was doing, she had plunged my hand up her dress. I could feel the moist heat coming from her nether regions. Although I had no interest in watching Charak bang woman, I had to admit that it was difficult to keep my excitement under control. A tent started to form in my pants as my finger touched the back of Rhea’s hand, which was undoubtedly moving in fingering motions.

Her wet, sticky fingers grabbed my hand and then pushed it against her warm lips. I could feel her hairy slit already wet and engorged. She wasn’t wearing any panties, but that wasn’t abnormal in her profession. With her other hand, once she made sure mine was up her skirt, it went between my legs and grabbed the tentpole in my pants. Her fingers started skillfully rubbing my pants.

I had to admit that Rhea was an expert. We had only spent a brief hour together while I was previously inebriated, but her skills had been top-notch. Even Elizabeth came a step short of Rhea when it came to talent, although Elizabeth’s sinful body more than made up for anything she lacked in skill.

My previous reservations seemed to collapse as I fell into the moment. My fingers plunged into her wet recesses, and she leaned her head against my shoulder, her voice panting only a few inches from my ear.

In the courtyard, Charak appeared to lack any reservations, pounding into the poor girl like she was an inflatable sex doll. She must have been a masochist though, as she didn’t hold her moaning back at all. Occasional moans were coming from the brothel to my side, but they were mostly a quiet grunt as a demon came.

Few demons that attended Sal’s Brothel cared about female satisfaction, and the women who were being abused and used gained nothing from faking it, so the brothel didn’t often produce the sounds of female orgasms. A woman might cry out from pain or discomfort from time to time, but it was nothing compared to the pleasurable sounds coming from this girl’s mouth. They permeated the courtyard, and strangely, seemed to revitalize the brothel.

Even a demon had to admit that the sound of a woman moaning triggered a response in them. If that wasn’t the case, I decided that it needed to be. I’d encourage the girls to moan and act more aroused. It was just good business to consider auditory stimuli to further enhance the experience.

If it wasn’t the moans of Charak’s girl being pounded, it was the soft whimpers of Rhea as I fingered her that were causing me to lose control. Rhea’s hands continued to rub the tent in my pants, and it was getting unbearable. My fingers became a flurry in her wet pussy.

She let out a small whimper and then pulled my hand out of her.

“Please…” Rhea whispered. “If you keep going, I’m going to…”

She was cut off by a loud cry of release from the courtyard. It sounded like Charak had finally reached the conclusion of his violent pounding. He had both of her legs in his arms, and was holding her up with his hands squeezing each ass cheek. She was nearly bent in half between him and the tree, her heels on his shoulders and her hands desperately clinging to a branch. Her eyes were rolled up in her head and she looked to be incapable of thinking as wave after wave of pleasure filled her brain.

At the same time, Rhea began to convulse, and I felt sticky fluids leak all over my hands as she bit my ear to keep from moaning. Her body convulsed and orgasmed in my hands as Charak finished filling up his little girlfriend. When he pulled out, excess cum squirted out of her pussy with a gush. She couldn’t hold it in as bent as she was. He helped her regain her feet, and then the pair kissed romantically.

Eventually, they broke their kiss, a long string of saliva holding them together. She wiped her mouth and put her summer dress back on, not even minding the fluids leaking down her legs.

“It… might be a while before I can see you again,” she admitted.

“R-really?”

She looked up at him and gave a sad smile. “I’ll do the same sign as last time when we can meet.”

“O-okay!” He straightened, a happy expression on his face. “I’ll wait for you. And I’ll definitely free you soon.”

“I’d like that.” She looked down, and then without another word, she skittered back into one of the buildings, disappearing in the shadows.

Charak stared in the direction she went for quite some time. However, he eventually sighed and turned to leave. He only reached the alley when he jumped. Turning to the side, he saw me standing there. I had my arms crossed and a serious expression on my face.

“Boss… what are you doing here?”

“You were acting strange…” I stopped for a moment. “So, I followed you.”

He lowered his head. “I’m sorry. I should have told you. I met Breanna when you took me to Sal’s that night… and ever since, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I visited her a few more times, and I eventually realized I was in love. Even more surprising, she loves me back. I won’t abandon her!”

“It’s okay. I understand.” I responded, sweating quite a bit.

Charak looked like he was about to say more, but then he blinked. “You understand?”

“I made no rule that you couldn’t date other women, even from rival organizations,” I responded. “What you do with your personal life is your own.”

“Then…”

“You’ll get your raise… and you’re welcome to free her from whatever contracts she has… you have… ahhhhggnnn… my support.” I tightened my teeth to get the last part out.

“Are you okay, boss?” Charak asked.

I glanced down, where hidden behind the bush, Rhea finally spit out my dick which she had milked dry. After cumming, she had attacked my dick like a ravenous animal, and I had no choice but to talk to Charak as she sucked my dick behind cover. I gave her a glare, and she merely stuck out her tongue at me. As she crawled away, I gave her behind a swift kick.

“I’m fine! It’s just cold back here,” I said. “Let’s go!”

I gestured with my hand, and once Charak nodded and turned, I quickly put my softening pecker back into my pants before following him. It seemed like Rhea had been telling the truth. The brothel was closing, and just as it did, the guards went in to report, giving us an opportunity to slip away.

I still didn’t know what to think of the mysterious hostess under Sal. Was she truly on my side? I still wasn’t sure, but I had a feeling I’d be finding out soon enough.