SEDUCING HADES: Betraying the System (GL/LGBTQ)

"Goodness!" Paula squealed.

"Red is definitely your colour, Marcella," she complimented as she assessed the mesh dress that clung tightly to my curves.

"You're really going to turn some heads and make big money for my mistress," Paula said as she scurried out of the room.

I looked at my reflection in the large mirror. I felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach- what had become of me?

"Dahlia River, rejected mate, reincarnated murderer turned whore," I sighed..

From the large mirror, I could see swarming shadows forming at the corner of the room.

"Not again," I fumed as the bane of my existence began to take form from the dark shadows.

"What do you want?" I barked.

He stood still, an enraged look plastered on his perfect face.

"Where were you when all those things happened to me? I had to kill a man all by myself," I screamed at him.

"Good to see you too, Kitten," he grinned as he devoured me with his eyes.

"Fuck you," I spat.

"Soon, Kitten," he smirked.

I wanted to smack that smirk off his face but that would probably leave me without arms or turn the pervert on.

"Why are you here?" I said, seething with anger.

"We had a deal, Dahlia," he said as he moved away from the walls.

"You're mine and nobody can touch what's mine."

I rolled my eyes and turned back to the mirror.

He moved closer- close enough for our skins to fuse.

I paid him no heed and continued to fix my hair.

My indifference must have angered him as he soon wrapped his hand around my neck and pulled me closer to him.

"I will kill every goddamm soul in this building if I have to. Don't test me, Dahlia," he sneered.

"I'm not your property. I accepted your bloody mission and I haven't failed yet," I fired back.

"You're mine. Every single inch of you belongs to me. You let another man touch you and he dies," Hades warned as he tightened his grip on my throat.

"Watch me, you sick pervert," I taunted.

The door flung open and Paula looked at me in confusion.

"Who were you talking to?" She asked as she scanned the room with her eyes.

"No one," I replied hastily.

"I swear I heard you talking," she argued.

"I was talking to myself," I retorted.

"Okay?" She said with concern. "There's finally a gentleman for you. You need to attend to him before one of these other thirsty whores."

"I'll be out in a minute," I replied.

"You wouldn't dare," Hades growled.

"Have fun watching me," I teased before running out of the room.

I swear I could hear Hades' angry growl following me around the house.

I arrived at the living room and searched for my guest.

Fingers crossed he wouldn't be above 40 or be some curious teenager or sex deprived monster from the woods.

I followed Paula's signal and found my guest seated on one of the couches.

He was maybe in his late 30s with shiny black hair and an enchanting smile.

It made me wonder what such a perfect man was doing in a whore house.

"Marcella, you look better than I imagined," he greeted warmly as he extended his hand to me.

"Thank you," I giggled as I settled into his lap.

From the corner of my eye, I could see the bane of my existence- red and a few minutes from exploding.

He deserved it and I loved how frustrated he looked, it made me feel powerful.

"Let's get things started," I said in my most seductive voice and I felt his manhood harden.

I led him into one of the regular rooms and my tormentor followed us.

"What an ass?" I cussed under my breath.

"Don't test me, Dahlia," he growled.

His threats were worthless, and if need be, I would push him till he lost his mind.

"Sit here," I said as I pushed him into the small bed.

He tried to pull me onto his lap but I brushed him off.

"You're feisty," he whispered as I wrapper my legs around his waist.

"Dahlia!" Hades' thundered.

His frustration was enough to boost my confidence.

I pulled my guest closer and planted soft kisses on his lips.

He tried to deepen the kiss but I pulled away.

This was my game not his.

I got off of him and got on my knees.

"This wasn't included in what I paid for," the man pointed out.

"I know, love. Consider it my treat," I winked as I began to undo his belt.

He shivered at my touch, squirming and shaking whenever my fingers grazed the mountain that had formed in his pants.

I unzipped his pants and freed his throbbing manhood. The top glistened with precum and the veins became more and more visible each second.

I shut my eyes tightly as I wrapped my fingers around his shaft. It fit perfectly in my palm and the fluid on the tip worked perfectly well as lubrication for my palm.

"Oh fuck!" He moaned loudly as I worked my hands up and down his shaft.

For somebody that had never touched a man, I was a professional at this.

I grabbed his balls and cupped them in my hand before wrapping my lips around his cock..

He squirmed and moaned as I bobbed my head up and down.

I kept my eyes fixed on Hades as I sucked and slurped my guest's large cock.

"You can have all my money.. fuck!" He moaned as I let the tip of his dick hit the back of my throat.

I combined my mouth and hands, a trick the other girls had taught me, and he almost passed out from pleasure.

I bobbed my head slowly while my hands moved quickly below my lips.

"I'm going to marry you," my guest moaned loudly as he dug his fingers into my hair.

His comment must have set my tormentor off the edge because he had become red in the face and had his fists tightly balled up that they had turned pale.

I took in more inches of my guests cock and it triggered my gag reflex causing my mouth to release more fluid..

His cock was completely coated in saliva and it made it easier to bare with the odd taste.

"Go faster!" He groaned as he pushed my head down.

I increased my pace and in no time, I had him trashing around as he became overwhelmed by pleasure.

His balls tightened and he sent shots of hot liquid flying into the back of my throat.

I quickly pulled away, allowing the rest land on my face.

"Good girl," he moaned as the last bits flew onto my chest.

I kept my eyes fixed on Hades, making sure he took in the sight of me being a whore for someone else and not him.

My guest left a large tip and he promised to return soon with more money.

I stayed back and wiped my face with the hem of my dress.

My mouth tasted stale from and I had a huge cum stain on my dress.

"I warned you, Dahlia," Hades growled from his corner. "He's never coming back here."

"I hope you enjoyed the show?" I taunted.

He hissed and slammed my body into the hard wall.

Wind got knocked out of lungs and the taste of blood filled my mouth from mistakenly biting my tongue.

"You call that a show?" He snarled. "He's a weak man. A bloody coward."

"Fuck off," I spat.

"I should teach you a lesson," he growled. "I should fuck that pretty mouth of yours until you lose your ability to talk".....