Samia woke before the man the next morning. He’d fucked her last night, and she still didn’t know his name. She thought about slipping out silently, but for some reason, she was drawn to his cock again.
She wanted to taste his cum, and swallow it.
How had she become such a cock-sucking whore?
She got under the covers, wrapping her lips around his flaccid cock and the man stirred, groaning with pleasure. She loved the taste and feeling of it. She’d become such a cocksucker after all those blowjobs back in Vernia.
"Slurp."
The man groaned louder, his body tensing as Samia's lips and tongue worked their magic. It turned out she was an expert at giving great head. She made her tongue hard, licking around the tip, then sucking deep without the urge to gag.
"Gulp."
As she swallowed his cum, Samia felt a sense of satisfaction wash over her. She had used her skills to get what she needed, and now she could make her way towards the Shadow Blades with a clearer mind and a warm, full stomach.
Once she had finished, Samia pulled away from the man, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She looked at him, still lying in bed, his eyes half-closed and his face relaxed.
She got out of bed, quickly dressed, and gathered her belongings. She didn't want to linger any longer than she had to.
As she made her way out of the cramped basement room, she passed by the man, still asleep in the bed. She didn't bother to thank him or even look at him again. She had what she needed, and that was all that mattered.
Samia slipped out of the tavern, blending into the crowd on the busy street. She didn't know where she was going next, but she knew one thing for sure: she was getting closer to the Shadow Blades, and they would never see her coming.
As she walked, Samia couldn't help but feel a sense of desperation and longing. She had sold herself to a stranger in a dirty tavern, and now she would have to do it again, and again, until she caught up to the Shadow Blades.
But she refused to let her guard down, even for a moment.
Samia continued on her journey, her heart heavy with the weight of her past and the path she had chosen. But she refused to let it break her. She would catch up to the Shadow Blades, and when she did, she would make them pay for what they had done to her.
And in the meantime, she would continue to use her mouth to get what she needed. It was a bitter pill to swallow, but it was the only way she knew how to survive.
As she walked down the crowded streets, Samia looked around at the people going about their daily lives. They were oblivious to her pain, to her struggles. But she knew that she was not alone. There were others like her, others who had been **** to make difficult choices in order to survive.
And as she walked, she took strength from them, from their resilience and their determination.
