“You need to get **** on that bitch. Sleeping with your friends, fucking everyone behind your back. It’s time for payback.”

With each passing moment you get angrier. He’s right. You need ****. “So how do I get ****?”

He laughs. “I know a little ritual that will help. It will cost your soul, but I promise you, you’ll taste sweet vengeance.”

The soul comment puzzles you, but you are too angry to focus on it. “When can we do it?”

“Give me an hour, kid. I promise you won’t regret it. In the meantime, Hannah will take care of you.”

Hannah grins. “Follow me.”

She takes you into a conference room.

She poses sexily, thrusting our impressive breasts. “Want to fuck while we wait?”

You aren’t sure you’re quite recovered from the elevator, and your expression shows it,

Hannah giggles and throws you a small bottle. “Drink this, it’s like super-Viagra.”

You pop off the top. It is a thick black liquid. You smell it. The odor is bland. You down the drink. It is both salty and sweet. You can almost feel you cock and balls swelling.

You want Hannah.

You cross the room, sliding off your pants.

As Hannah sees your cock she licks her lips and goes ‘Ooo’.

You rip off her shirt, buttons flying.

“Fuck me!”

You pull off her pants, push her to the wall and penetrate her.

As you push deep into her, she rasps. “Harder! Fuck me, harder!”

You slam into her as hard as you can, making a rhythmic slapping sound.

You maintain a heart pounding pace, as she moans.

You cum. You cum some more. Your cum dribbles down her leg.

“Mm, that was delicious.”

Charles enters.

“Sorry, boss. We had some time to kill.”

Charles laughs. “I expected as much. Well Nick are you ready to begin the path of ****?”