Spoiled Bitches

The shitty EDM filling the club was almost loud enough to mask the cries of the numerous women being fucked. But for every bitch being pounded into the club floor, three more were dancing as sluttily as they could, trying to get noticed. As I weaved my way through the crowd, I was being grinded against nonstop, pussies and asses and tits thrust in front of me. I ignored them for the most part, passing out a few slaps or gropes here and there.

Two blonde bitches caught my eye, dancing near the edge of the floor. They were beautiful, tanned and with hourglass figures. They stood apart from the rest of the sluts in the club not because of their beauty, a universal trait, but because of how they dressed and acted.

They were in booty shorts and tight tops; clothes that might have been considered slutty anywhere else, but were positively prudish in Segia. And they danced not with **** lewdness, but casually, like they were just having fun. Naturally, I couldn’t allow this.

I approached them from behind, latching a hand onto each of their asses. “It seems that you two sluts need a little instruction,” I told their surprised faces as they turned around to look at me. “Your clothes don’t properly reflect your status, or your purpose in life.”

Their shock quickly morphed into outrage. “Do you know who we are?” The bigger-titted one exclaimed. “We’re Marquis Sanguono's sisters! You can’t just touch us like some common sluts!”

I merely laughed at them. Despite their words, my hands remained firmly latched to their asscheeks. I retorted, “Do you know who I am, whores? I’m Leonardo Segeste.” I saw the fear reach their eyes at my words. It was soon followed by soft gasps and moans, as my nimble fingers pushed aside their shorts and panties, slipping into their pussies. “But even if I wasn’t, even if I was some random bum off the street, it wouldn’t matter. You should have been jumping head over heels to service me in any way I required. You should have been trying to entice me to come fuck you. Just because your brother’s generous enough to let you mooch off of him, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be serving your purpose as fucktoys.”

The two girls looked at me nervously, moaning louder and louder as I began to fingerfuck their cunts. I scoffed, saying, “I should call Marquis. He and I are good friends. He should know better than to peddle his influence to give his sisters special privileges.” Marquis, the man who managed most of the **** trade and many of the nightclubs in the city, including the one I was currently at, was in fact my loyal subordinate. I owned all the businesses he ran, again including this one.

I removed my finger from the girl on the right, causing an involuntary whine of disappointment, to pull my phone out of my pocket. As I FaceTimed Marquis, the girls were positively quaking. He answered from the hot tub on the balcony of his penthouse. Two girls in micro bikinis were leaning on his shoulders, and a third head bobbing up and down underwater was visible at the edge of the frame.

“Hey Leo, what’s up?” He asked casually. He was my good friend, as well as my employee.

I smiled. “Hey Marquis, I’m at Megazonic.”

“Your first time since you got back, I guess? I hope everything’s to your liking.”

“Actually,” I said, “Some bitches are being troublesome. Your sisters, in fact.”

“Which ones?” He asked. I remembered that his father had had quite a few, as was the norm in Segia.

I held out the phone, bringing the two terrified bitches into the frame. He looked at them angrily. “Margaret. Lily. What have you been doing to anger Mr. Segeste?”

They looked at each other nervously, but neither spoke up. I told him, “They were out here dancing like grandmas in their prude clothes. And when I came over and fondled them, they actually had the nerve to tell me off! Said I couldn’t grope them, because they were your sisters!”

Marquis only grew angrier. “You sluts think you’re any better than a back-alley whore?! You’re just as much a walking sex object as any bitch! And I can’t believe you’d try to use my name to avoid your responsibilities! I’m cutting you off.” The two sluts looked almost close to tears at this point. The one who I was fingerfucking came to a humiliating orgasm under her brother’s furious gaze. Turning away from his whore of a sister, he said, “Leo, sorry about all that. I’ll be sure to discipline them. Maybe a year or two in Oldtown will do them some good. Feel free to use or punish them however you see fit, as well. Heh, not that you needed my permission.”

“Thanks, Marquis. See you around.”

He waved, and I saw his hand go to one of his sluts’ tits as I hung up. “Well, girls. You heard the man. Now get out of those clothes,” I told them with a command.

Reluctantly, they stripped out of their prudish outfits, baring their assets. I watched them remove their shorts, showing off their lacy white panties. “Matching. How cute. I’ll be keeping those,” I said as I ripped them straight off, giving the girls a flash of a wedgie. I tucked the pairs in my pocket as I whipped out my massive, half-hard schlong.

“You,” I gestured to the one with the fatter tits. Margaret, I thought. “Suck on my balls. And you, come over here and hotdog my dick with that fat ass of yours.”

Still ****, but unwilling to disobey me, they followed my commands. Margaret got onto her knees, tentatively tracing her tongue across my fat nuts. I chuckled at the **** moan that escaped her, as she absorbed my hyper-masculine musk and taste. A bitch could never resist. Lily, meanwhile, turned around and presented me with her heart-shaped cheeks. I spread them, rubbing my cock along her dripping cunt. Despite her ass’s attempts to swallow my girth, it simply couldn’t envelop my thick shaft. The top inches of my cock also stuck out from her crack, dripping dollops of precum onto her back.

I started thrusting more vigorously to the pounding bass. Margaret, fully latched onto one of my balls at this point, struggled to keep up. Soaking in the environment, the **** moans of the two bitches in front of me, and the much less **** moans of all the other sluts getting fucked on the dance floor, I reflected that this was quite the start to my new world. A world where women knew their proper place.

Soon enough, the two whores joined together in a cry of ecstasy, as they simultaneously reached their peaks. I pulled back from Lily’s ass. Margaret I allowed to continue her task. I rubbed my cockhead on Lily’s soaking pussy, still enjoying the slobbering cunt on my balls. This prompted a **** groan through her post-orgasmic state. Even as her cunt lips tried to latch onto my dick, and pull it in deeper, I still merely continued to tease her.

“Please, sir!” She seemed to have recovered the ability to speak. “Please fuck this cunt! She is sorry for being an arrogant stuck-up bitch. Please grant this worthless whore the honor of pleasing your godly cock! She’ll do ANYTHING! PLEASE!!!”

Despite the slut’s incessant begging, I pulled back, kicking the other bitch away from my sack. “You think you deserve my cock, you dumb sluts? Any other bitch in this club would have begged on bended knee to be groped by me.”

I stared at them expectantly. They took the hint, each getting on their knees before me. Looking up at me with equal measures of fear and lust, Margaret said, “Our bodies are yours, please use them as you see fit!”

“Oh, I will.”

I shoved my massive dick into her readily available throat. I didn’t spare any ****, vigorously pounding into her mouth without any regard for her. She was just a hole from which I could gain my relief. She came all over the club floor immediately.

I facefucked her relentlessly, both hands in her silky blond hair. Her makeup steadily deteriorated, making her look even more like the worthless whore she was. Finally, I held myself balls-deep in her throat. It was not something most girls could manage on their own, but I had no trouble pushing past their gag-reflexes and hesitations to fill up their esophaguses. Indeed, Margaret’s throat was bulging as my massive cock filled it up. It wasn’t the only thing that was bulging; her eyes were nearly popping out of her skull as she struggled for breath, and her face was purple. Even through her suffocation, she was orgasming near-continuously. Finally, with one last earth-shattering climax, her eyes rolled back into her head, and she passed out.

I immediately moved on to her sister, who had squirmed with desperation as she watched my treatment of her sister. Her mouth proved just as willing, and her throat just as moldable to my cock. I used her with the same wild abandon, soon ruining her face, and fucking her into an orgasmic stupor. When she finally passed out as well, I moved back to Margaret, who had recovered somewhat.

By the time I was done with the girls, leaving them completely drained and passed out on the dancefloor, covered in cum, with my buttplugs in their asses, I was sure they would be much more receptive to any man’s advances. I was helpful like that.

I walked off in search of some other sluts to occupy myself with.