Derik's Luck 01

From TSade

[edit] Introducing Derik

As I watched those full lips sliding down my cock, I leaned back with a smile and sighed.

“This is the good life.”

And it is, life is really, really good.

I felt my cock sliding into the hot depths of the whore’s mouth, watching the bright red lips leaving a smear along my glistening shaft as she pulled up and looked at me with those bright brown eyes of her. I reached down to stroke her hair, but she jerked away, bobbing down until her lips were pressed tightly against the base of my cock.

Oh, fuck, that feels good.

I was just the right length to tickle the back of her throat, and the sensations of her sucking on my entire length into that mouth of hers... well, they were as heaven as you could buy for eighty marks. I let out another sigh of contentment and leaned back against the headboard of the cheap hotel room.

My eyes roamed over the smooth, silky skin of the whore’s backside, blurring slightly as she slid up my shaft to work her lovely mouth around the head. Beyond her heart-shaped ass, I could see her in the mirror. Just a black strip of a thong that I haven’t managed to take off yet, with her swollen lips on both sides of the line down the center. She was shaved, good thing, I think all women should be shaved—nothing nastier than trying to shove your cock into a forest of hair.

Speaking of hair, I looked down to see her nose pressed tightly in the black curls at my base. Shaved men, on the other hand, that is probably the most disgusting thing in the world. Her blond hair, bleached to the point of dying, spread out over my lap. I went to pull a strand from her face and she flinched again. Blushing, I remembered the “no grabbing my head and fucking” rule she repeated more than once while I was paying her.

Oh well, I can live with it. I mean, my cock was buried in her mouth and in a few moments, I’m going to be fucking the hell out of her.

I leaned back.

“Life is good.”

Well, someone may disagree with me. I mean, why did they have to wait until after I finished saying that to kick open the door, slamming it loudly and starling the hell out of me and the blond prostitute?

In the split second that followed, as I tried to focus on the shadows outside the door, I had time to realize two things.

One, it isn’t her pimp because I paid her good money, we’ve only been going at it for about three minutes, and I have the room for the rest of the hour.

Two, blond whore bites down when she is surprised.

“Fuck!”

My voice rang out shrilly as I shove away from her, trying to pull my cock out of her toothy maw. She was doing the same and we managed to pull away from each other. She spun around, her large breasts swinging to smack me in the face as she nearly fell off the bed. They were lovely breasts, so I could forgive that, assuming I could suck on them in a few moments.

My hands grabbed my crotch, feeling around for any damage.

Nothing, good.

I looked down.

No blood, even better. Just a little red near the base; a close thing to say the least. Next time, I’m going to order the room without the slamming door.

Then I remembered the door. Doors don’t normally open up like that on their own. Blinking past the tears—bitten cocks hurt, damn it—I looked at the door as a thriban shoved his way into the door. Now, for those who don’t know what a thriban is, its like a human, but big, smelly, large, and about half the size larger than your typical human. Since I’m on the slender size, it was like an ogre decided to visit me.

“What the fuck is going on?”

The thriban looked at me with his yellowed eyes. His skin shone darkly, kind of a gray that made the shadows of his face deep and evil. Then he stepped aside as a large human entered the room.

At the sight of the leather jacket and dirty blond hair, I clamped my mouth tightly.

Rick.

As in Rick, I Run The Entire Underworld In Town and Don’t Fuck With Me, Thrantas. I stammered as I sat up the best I could, dragging the sheet on the bed over my lap.

“R-Rick!? What are you doing here?”

Rick stepped into the room and you could feel his presence. He had a rugged face, kind of a dark shadow with hair that somehow looked good even though he probably hasn’t watched it in a few days. He also looked like a body-builder, filling his jacket until it creaked with every movement. The floor shook with his footsteps, the heavy, steel-tipped boots shaking the wooden floor as he entered the room.

It was the sound of a very bad thing for Derik.

That’s me, by the way.

He also has a presence, not only as the King of the Underworld, but there is something about him that makes you want to shut up and do whatever he says. I started to open my mouth to say something more, but he just looked at me. His dark blue eyes bore into me, grinding me against the headboard with just his pure charisma and I felt helpless. His eyes snapped away from me, regarding the little hotel room that I ordered by three minutes ago.

Pile of clothes, check.

Naked thief in bed, check.

Nearly naked blond whore in the corner, oh yeah.

His eyes raked over me again, kind of a deep blue that almost looked black. Unlike the dramatic villains in most of the plays, he didn’t have any useful scars or tattoos, just short cut hair and lips that never even twitched above scowl.

His eyes turned from me and I let out a tiny sigh of relief. His eyes focused on the whore who remained on the floor, whimpering softly as she crawled into the corner. The very corner of Rick’s mouth twitched for a moment, then he kicked the door shut.

I realized my heart was pounding rather painfully against my chest and took a deep breath as I found my voice.

“L-Look, Rick, I have another week-”

His eyes snapped on me, piercing me as he glared down at me. I felt a shiver, not only because I owned this man more money that I had on me, but because he could probably break me in half with his hands alone.

“The deadline was last week, Derik.”

Tw... two weeks?

“What do you mean, I own you money on the 7th-”

His voice had a deep rumbling quality to it as he sat down on the end of the bed. The straw mattress sank down heavily and I felt a shiver down my spine. I was naked under this sheet and this man was going to kill me.

“It’s the 17th, idiot.”

I silently counted the days. Let’s see, I did the Silthsdotter job on the 9th, then the...

Aww, fuck.

“Look, Rick-”

“Shut up.”

I snapped my mouth closed to fast I bit the end of my tongue. Rick glared at me as he dug into his pocket. For a moment, I was half afraid that he was going to pull a knife out. Instead, he pulled out a small notebook.

“Look, you own me fifty thousand marks last week.”

Oh, shit, oh shit.

“And I’m not known for being pleasant with people who forget to pay me.”

“Rick-”

His voice cut me down, “Say another word and you’ll be choking on your dick.”

Silence, right.

He flipped open the notebook, right to the page he wanted.

“Now, I know you are a damn good thief, Derik, but you are a fucking idiot. And you are a fucking idiot with my money.”

I almost said something and he looked at me sharply. I remained silent, but I couldn’t pull my eyes away from as those dark eyes pinned me.

“And you’ve done a few good jobs for me in the past, so I am giving you one,” he spat out the word, “more chance. You have three weeks to get my money back, plus interest.”

Interest? Fuck, but you don’t say no to Rick when he’s in your room and you’re naked.

“Understand?”

I nodded. Oh, I understand. Thirty seconds and I’m out of town because there is no way in hell before I-

“And if you run, I’m going to send Bruk here to break your legs and arms before dragging you back.”

Right, three weeks to get his money back. No running. I looked at Bruk, the large ogre that happened to be a thriban. He smiled at me, with the tiny tusks of his mouth peeking up from his lower lip. With deliberate slowness, he cracked his knuckles; it sounded like someone breaking a tree in half.

I shivered, then looked at Rick. Seeing his piercing eyes on me, I couldn’t meet his gaze and looked down at the sheets. He grunted.

“Three weeks, bring what you can, it might save your skin.”

I shivered at the thought, I remember the last time someone owed Rick a large amount of money. You can see it every time you walk past the entrance of his house. The concrete statue that isn’t exactly solid inside. I was there when she was made into that statue and that last scream still gave me nightmares.

He was silent so I gave a hesitantly look up. He was looking over at the prostitute and the corner of his mouth twitched again.

“You done with her?”

I glanced over at the whore. She was staring at me, frightened and terrified. I could see those pretty brown eyes begging to say no, to make Rick go away. I looked over at Rick. The powerful man slowly turned to face me, stealing my breath with those horrible eyes.

“Um... yeah.”

The whore made a squeaking noise as she whimpered, but Rick just grinned at me. His eyes turned back on her and he motioned for her to get closer. She shook her head, crawling even more in the corner. He just sighed and reached over.

She tried to dodge him, but he shoved his fingers into her blond hair and dragged her to the bed, kicking out as he shoved her face right into his crotch. He looked back at me, casual as can be.

“Mind if I fuck her?”

I looked down to see those brown eyes looking at me with a pleading gaze. But, I’ll be damned if I tell Rick no.

“Go ahead, Rick.”

He chuckled, and grabbed her head tightly with both hands.

“Unzip me, whore.”

Tears were welling up in her cheeks as she reached up to his crotch. Her fingers worked at his pants, unbuttoning the fly and pulling his cock out.

Holy fuck!

I know I was a reasonable sized man, but Rick was huge! I mean, like arm of a small child huge, with a swollen head. It was easily twice as long and twice as thick as my own cock.

The whore obviously was surprised as she gasped, the tears running down her cheeks now. She tried to pull away, but he just grabbed her tightly. Musclles surged as he drove her into his crotch. She gasped as he forced his swelling cock into her mouth. She gasped as he yanked her down on it, half of his length disappearing into her tightly stretched lips.

He relaxed slightly, letting her pull off with a gasp, but only gave her a mere moment before yanking her back down.

Rick doesn’t really understand the “no grabbing my head and fucking” rule. Instead, he just started to yank her down, forcing his cock further into her mouth until it seemed to buckle at the back of her throat. Gagging, she struggled against the thickness. Then, there was this audible pop as he suddenly drove her face down into the thick thatch of his pubic hair, her throat bulging with his massive member.

He let out a moan and glanced over at me. His hands held her skull tightly, grinding her down into his base, suffocating her as she struggled. Her hands pounded against his fst as he let out another long sigh, still looking at me.

Slowly, he let her pull off. She gasped for air, drool dribbling down her chin. Rick gave her only a few seconds again before yanking her back down, forcing his cock back into her throat. This time, it only buckled for a second before popping into her throat. He held her down again for a long count before letting her up for air. Then impaled her once again. Hard and brutal, he fucked her mouth until the tears shone on her cheeks. Her makeup ran in black streaks as she gasped for air.

He continued to fuck her, driving her down faster and faster, holding her down longer and longer until finally he let out a grunt and ground down on her, pinning her on his cock as he came inside her. She struggled, her face turning red then almost purple as he finally released a long shuddering sigh.

His rough fingers finally released her and she yanked herself off his cock, choking and gasping for air until cum and drool dripped from her painted lips.

As she started to regain her breath, Rick stood up and grabbed her hair. She let out a shriek of pain as he picked her up and threw her into the bed. Her face hit the sheets, her breasts slapping against my legs. They were soft and I was so looking forward to playing with them, but now... I don’t think I’ll get the chance.

Rick kicked apart her legs and grabbed her thong. She started to push up from the bed when he grabbed her hair, spinning it once around his left hand like reins and slamming forward. I couldn’t see what happened, but her eyes opened widely, bulging as a strangled scream erupted from her mouth.

He drove his massive cock into her with one stroke. I shuddered from the impact with the bed, and with her fingers digging into my legs as she tried to scream again. Rick just drove into her, no foreplay, no nothing but hard, brutal thrusts.

The whore’s mouth opened into a wide “O” as he vented his passions, filling the room with wet slurping noises as he drove into her. I could only watched, pinned by him using her. Then, I realized it wasn’t her pussy he was fucking. Instead, his massive rod was tearing into her ass, plunging into it with hard strokes that were probably ripping her open.

It was a brutal scene, but nothing I could do as he pounded her for close to five minutes before letting out a bellowing grunt. He shoved forward, his muscles bulging as he rammed as much of his inhuman cock into her colon and coming hard inside her. I jerked with each jerk of the whore, knowing that she was responding to the hot jets of cum that filled her.

Rick let out a grunt as he pulled out. The whore slumped forward, whimpering into the bed. His eyes focused back on me, then he reached for me. I tried to dodge, but it was as if the world just seemed to shrink as Rick grabbed my throat. With a wrench, I was pulled out of the bed and thrown to the ground. I managed to scramble to my knees before he grabbed my own long black hair, twisting it like a whore’s reins and pulling me close.

I found myself staring at his cock, huge and massive, dripping with cum. He had balls the size of my fists and I was terrified of it.

Rick leaned down to snarl at me.

“Three weeks, Derik. If you don’t have my money, I’m going to fuck you over like this whore.”

He threw me back against the wall. At the impact, I felt the air driving out of my lungs and stars floating across my vision. His voice floated across my senses as I tried to regain them.

“And I won’t be as gentle.”

Gentle!? He was being gentle?

I could see cum dribbling out of her gaping asshole as she slumped back, sliding on the floor as she stared up at Rick. Black raccoon eyes and tears marked her face as she stared up at Rick. He looked down at her and the corner of his lips twitched.

His gaze focused on me again.

“Where is your money?”

I really didn’t want to answer, but I pointed to my clothes. Bruk lumbered over and pawed through them, pulling out my wallet. I had nearly a thousand marks in there, but the bastard took all of them and handed it to Rick.

Rick counted it for a moment, then actually handed it to the whore. She stared at him with surprise, but her fingers clutched to the bill tightly.

“Services rendered. Talk to Goran and blackball Derik here for at least a month.”

Inside, I seethed, but not in front of Rick. Rick pointed at me and I felt my heart stop.

“Three weeks, Derik, or your ass is mine.”

Somehow, I think being fucked by that cock is going to be the least of my worries.

He walked out, shutting the door behind me. I sat on the floor for a long moment, before getting to my feet. The whore took longer to get up, shuddering as she pressed one hand against her no doubt aching ass. She refused my help to her feet and stared at me with those brown eyes of hers.

I felt helpless, it wasn’t entirely my fault.

“I’m sorry.”

She slapped me.

Hard.