Chapter 20

                                    

                                          
David's POV 
The security man directs my car to the garage and I kill the engine and alight from the car.
I take in the dark sky and the crescent silver moon perched on it. I swallow and turn to give the bouncer my VIP card.
“Welcome boss.” He greets me and hands me back my card.
I’m one of the high-profile men in the States that comes here. Some others like Mafias, several ex-convicts, human traffickers and the rest of them that loves sexual entertainment come here too.
They sometimes become spectators or one of the participants. One thing about this place is that people get to be who they choose to be.
Oh, I didn’t
mention that priests equally come here?
Ahh, they keep their profile low and they usually wear masks. In fact whoever wears masks in the dungeon is a priest, wanting to keep his identity hidden.
My feet begin tracing the way into the large dungeon. I’m yet to arrive at the arena but I’m already hearing some screams and cheers.
Before I step into the wing part of the arena, Theodore, the owner of the dungeon walks up to me.
The man’s wearing a crisp white toga, and he clasps his hands behind him.
He knows I’m one of his biggest customers and also he acknowledges my presence a lot.
“Mr. Truman. What a welcome surprise to see you.” He sputters and stretches his hand to shake me.
His English is flavored with an Eastern European accent because that’s
where he is from. I allow myself a grin and forward my hand to meet his.
“Thank you, Theo. It’s been a while since I showed up.” I say and he smiles.
“I thought you might be busy that’s why
you hadn’t come.”
I nod in agreement. “Yes, yes, I have. Business has been tight. I had to get things put together.”
“That's wonderful. I’m pleased to hear that.” He breathes in. “Actually, tonight is nothing like usual.” He adds.
“Oh…?”
At my confused hum, he says.
“It’s a wager night. A big entertainment that’ll be coming from the actors and spectators.”
That sounds great. Also another means Theo makes thousands of dollars which he maintains the place and pays the workers.
“I like the idea.” I let out.
“Oh, well then. Let’s
get over to the VIP section.”
At that, Theo leads me into the room crowded with men and women of power from all over Europe and America.
The perfume clouding the air speaks of wealth. Various skin colors, ranging from Olive, pale, dark, and brown, all settle on the couch and bleachers.
The VIP section is bathed in neon lights and I can count about fifty men with masks over their faces…priests.
Some men further into the room are smoking, and drinking while watching the show.
Theo gets me a seat in the corner where I’ll be seeing everything as it happens.
Good.
I sit down and he walks away.
In time, a naked man and a woman are ushered into the stage. The man’s cock is thick and looks ready to blow off.
The woman’s wringing her wrists together as if she’s nervous.
“So, my people. The game we'll play tonight is that people will bet over these two. You place money on who you assume will orgasm first.” Theo speaks into the microphone.
He circles them as he's speaking. His hand works on the girl’s engorged nipples, lightly. She vibrates with at his touch. And he moves over to the man, touching his cock.
A low growl emerges from the guy.
“So you can see…they’re on the edge to get off. They’ve been
fed with Viagra. So any seconds from now, they’ll give you the streamers you love watching. The question is who among them will come crashing down from high first?”
Theo plasters a grin on his face as he finishes speaking.
Silent descends in the room until people start raising their hands.
“I bet ten grand that the girl will cum first.” A round belly man with bald hair voices out. He looks like an Irish.
People clap at his bet.
Another person is up, now. “I bet thirteen grand that the guy will cum first.”
The wager continues in the room. Now about twenty men and women have bet the person they think will ease off first.
However, I examine the two and then I know with the harsh line drawn across the guy’s face that he'll blow off first.
As a result of my conclusion, I stand up and then. “I bet thirty grand that the Male will blow off first.
“Awesome. Awesome. Thirty grand sealed.” Theo mutters.
After that, the guy and the girl start a sex fight scene.
They kick off with a kiss, displaying their strengths, and moaning at the same time.
The guy tackles the girl on the floor and sinks his thick fingers inside her but she dodges with a sensual purr.
She topples the guy over and straddles his hips, she grinds her pussy over his cock that’s lying flat against his stomach.
He cusses and caresses her tits. She whimpers, and thrashes as the guy pulls her beneath him in one swing of his arm.
He hunkers low and traps her engorged right nipple in his mouth. He sucks long and hard and shoves himself inside her in the process.
The girl struggles, begging for dominion but the guy has her trapped.
As he dicks her I find myself snarling, images of me dicking Vera in such a manner fill my mind.
I imagine her thighs wide, and me in the center, giving her high strokes of pleasure with my dick.
Shit…this makes me crazy.
I return my eyes to the scene, watching as he continues battering her sex with his dick. Both are groaning but it’s not only them now, the men and women that are watching are also moaning.
By now, some are playing with their sex. Just beside me, the woman there finds her vibrator and starts dipping it into her pants.
I’m gritting hard, watching, vibrating as the guy starts spasming, a howl so deep and arousing escapes his lips.
He holds the girl still as he pushes into her one last time and comes apart with a shudder.
“Oh fuck…I love the way he came with lots and lots of convulsions.” The woman beside me purrs.
She quickly stands up before someone else beats her to it, and spews. “I'm taking him for an hour tonight with the sum of fifty grand.”
“Done!” Theo barks into the microphone and everyone
claps.
The guy and the girl exit the stage and in record time another set of actors comes up.
This time, they’re
two girls. One is red-haired and the other a brunette.
Theo stands behind them, cups their breasts, shaking and checking the weight of it so we all can see.
He cups between their thighs and they visibly shake, the hiss that flies out of their lips fills the air.
“As you already know our terms. Please place your bet on who will come first between these two gorgeous ladies.”
He watches over the crowd as people start calling numbers, choosing between the red haired and brunette.
“I bet the brunette
will cum before the red-haired
with the sum of one hundred and fifty dollars.”
Everyone in the room goes still…but I knew the moment I heard the amount. The moment I heard the voice that it’s him.
“Nathan.” I call and turn behind me to see my all-time buddy, grinning as he watches the scene and then me.
“Being a while, Truman.”
To be continued...