VIII- Regie's

Hanso laid all the toys. While Hendry sets the camera and the proper lightings, the drug is slowly taking effect.

"This is the best fap material."

The applied lube on the two girls and inserted a rotating bunny vibrator on each of them. The bunny ears tickles their clitorial area and the vibrator is bulit with a rotating shaft plus the veinous details that tickles their G-spot. They also inserted anal bullets on them both. There were nipple clamps too, the boys cannot afford themselves to be in the video because they will sell it to a famous porn website soon. That's their source of income by the way.

Chloe's muscles stiffened and and she starts to lift her ass up. On the other side of the bed, Kristina tries to conceal the orgasm and her pussy grinds slowly against the sheets, her face turned beet red. Her breasts shakes as the tension in her ovaries hypes up. The feminine fluid building up inside her uterus and any moment, if she puts her defense down, she'll orgasm.

Chloe and Kristina shrieked to the frequency of almost moaning like bitches craving for more cum.

"So long, ladies." The boys said and went out. Leaving them drugged, untied, unclothed and the door an inch open.

"Damien, ae by any chance smitten by Jeon?"

Damien didn't bother to look at him.

"Do you still need me?" Regie asked for the last time.

"What is with that drama?" Damien said bluntly.

"Nothing." Regie said, leaving the room.

Regie took a walk. The place is quite and no busy cars are running around the streets.

"I hope you learned your lesson, boss." A voice at the back of a garbage bin.

"Your emotion is clouding your judgement, brother. Big Boss is impatient and one day, if you're job isn't done yet people may find your head here." The man said, kicking the garbage pile.

"Do not mistake me for someone so incompetent."

"Poor, Regie. You are meant to be Damien's rival. Not his unpaid sex slave."

Regie grabbed Louie's collar. But Louie's reflex is are beyond compare. Hi fist landed a sharp blow to Regie's lip.

"I told you, job first before pleasure." Alexa told him while pouring the cognac on his glass.

Regie didn't answer. He emptied his glass.

"Mm, I thought you were on a field trip." Alexa poured more on his glass.

Regie emptied his glass again. And Alexa poured him more.

"Many people looks up to you and the more you get tangled with Damien, the more risk is at stake."

"Talk!" Alexa gave him the bottle to let him regil himself.

"I'm tired." Regie walked out of the club. His vision blurring the street lanes and the faces of the people he meets.

Someone with a white sheet of hair came to him and hugged him. Then he passed out. His senses leaving him entirely.

"Poor boy, he must've been so wasted." The guy said.

He called for his driver and lifts Regie inside the car. Regie can smell rich leather on his seat. The music played is a lullaby fo his alcohol stricken mind.

"Love me instead." Regie talked in his unconscious sleep.

"Sir, where is the destination?"

"To my mansion."

"Which mansion sir?"

"In the island."