The Way of a Demon Lord

242  The Pink Willows *

I am getting my second dose of COVID vaccine tomorrow. So, the update rates 'might' get a little messed up. Hopefully, the degree of side effects will not exceed that of the first dose. If it stays within that level, the release rate will stay the same. Fingers crossed.Stay tuned! Enjoy!******The Pink Willows.The brothel bloomed out of nowhere after the fall of the Grand Pearl. Even the latter's previous competitors, who had quite a big base of regular customers could not stop the black horse's sudden rise.In a matter of couple of months, the whorehouse which once had the size of that of a small shop now ranked amongst the biggest structures in the entire cit

y. It would even put the now extinct Grand Pearl to shame.But what was greater than the territorial size of the establishment was its service. The rooms were top-notch, the girls ranked amongst the best in the entire region- scouted and 'bought' from the other brothels, the environment was great, and most importantly- it became a hotspot for the nobles, both higher ones and lower ones alike.The stellar reputation spread beyond the walls of the city, prompting customers from the neighbouring regions.The madam of the establishment, now known as the Queen of the entire red light district, led a comfortable life. She left all the financial duties to Eustace and f

ocused on using the girls to gather information.She would only serve the biggest of fishes with her own body, using her charm to suck in all the confidential information she could. She had to do some other tasks as well, like serving her lady, Elise and of course, reporting to her boss."Greetings, boss." The madam, Samira Nadal curtsied. She was wearing a tight light pink dress, one that emphasised her massive jugs and butt. The slit in her dress revealed both of her motherly legs.Adrian removed his hood and sat at the edge of the bed. It was midnight and he had some work to do here tonight."If you required my services, you could have just called." He slid of

f stage shoulder straps of her dress. It fell to the ground, exposing her busty melons and trimmed crotch. She was not wearing anything underneath."I have something to do here. Hence I came myself. Irene is here as well."Samira who was ambling towards Adrian suddenly halted in her tracks. She squinted. "She is here as well?""Yes." Adrian replied. "She wanted to have a walk around the building. She will be here soon."Samira relaxed. That ice lady seemed like an innocent child to her. She worried every time Irene came close to the red light district. But if she was here with them, there was nothing to worry about. Besides, the lady could hold her own.She knelt before Adrian and pulled down his pants. His dick sprang up."What service would you like, boss?" She smiled."I would have really liked an all-nighter with you. But unfortunately, I don't have the time today." He pointed at her breasts."Don't worry, boss. You can have me anytime you want." She cupped her breasts and pulled them apart. She spat at her cleavage, and began to rub her breasts together, properly lubricating them.Once it was over, she sandwiched Adrian's standing rod with the melons and began to move them up and down- massaging his erection.She put the head of his shaft inside her mouth and began to swirl her tongue around it. Two minutes into the s

ession, the door behind suddenly creaked open. She did not care, and continued with her job. She was a whore anyway. So what is someone caught her in the act. Moreover, she did not sense any reaction from him. If he was fine with it, then all was fine.Besides, she could not sense the presence of the newcomer. So, it was definitely Irene. And she was right.Irene, being the good student she was, sat on one of the lavish couches in the room and began to observe.After a few seconds, she looked down and cupped her own breasts before pushing them against each other. Of all the things she had seen women doing with him, she was sure she could do everything- except th

is one. Her breasts were large. But compared to those chunks of meat of the madam, they were- lacking. But she did not feel envy, jealousy, regret or such- she was unable to.Adrian, who had been observing her smirked."You can do it." He cheered."I can?" She let go off her breasts. If he said that she can, maybe she actually could. So, she threw the thoughts to the back of her mind.Samira continued to use her breasts and stroke his cock. Both of her cheeks were caved in as she sucked on his penis, waiting for his delicious semen to fill her mouth. And it happened.Adrian dumped his hot fluids inside her. The veteran did not stop rubbing his cock at all as she took all of his liquids inside her mouth and swallowed all of it down with one gulp."Irene." He turned to the spectator. "Help her."She nodded and stood up. She positioned herself behind Samira and sat down. She inserted two of her fingers inside the madam's dripping cunt."Mhmmm!" The whore widened

 her eyes. She began to moan out loud as she increased the pace of her movements, serving him with renewed fervour. After a few minutes, she squirted out her fluids with a loud moan, drenching Irene's hand. Adrian ejaculated at the same time.Samira drank all of the load again. She wanted to continue, but Adrian gestured her to stop.She moved away and turned to Irene. "Thank you." She smiled and took Irene's drenched hand. Irene did not resist.Samira cleaned her own cum off the hand with her tongue and drank all of it.Adrian stood up and pulled his pants up. "Stay here, don't go of her identity would want to stay at least half a mile away."Lady Ishtar?" The flying bulls leader, 13:55

Marco, frowned. "Were you paid with the task as well?""Just know that my target this time is the out. Send an order to all the girls secretly- to stay inside a room."Samira, who w

as in the midst of clothing herself, frowned. "What's happening?""The Black Skulls and the Flying Bulls are planning to assault the Pink Willows tonight."She gasped as she took a step back. Her eyes almost popped out. "This- we must summon.""We can't let them know of our strength. Besides, it's unnecessary."She took in a deep breath and barely clothed herself. "I will send the order." She went to the desk and put her palm on the circle.Adrian turned to Irene. "Let's go."******Not far from the Pink Willows, lied the Drunken Oasis. It was also a grand whorehouse. But it had always been overshadowed by the Grand Pearl, and now- the Pink Willows. Unlike the bustl

ing red light district, which had just began to grow livelier- this establishment was closed.Inside the main hall, half a dozen of figures gathered.One of them was a large bald man with a tanned skin, standing at almost seven feet tall. And the one standing a few meters away was nowhere close to the behemoth's size. But the aura he emitted was more menacing and dangerous than the former. He had blond hair and yellow eyes, and his build was nothing more than average.Both of them were leaders from their respective syndicates, dispatched with a squad to jointly take down the Pink Willows.The bald man turned to the yellow eyed man. "Is that all? Three men?" He sn

orted."Are you asking me? Or yourself?" The blond haired man replied nonchalantly."We are the Black Skulls." The bald man laughed smugly. "Each of our men are stronger than your average everyday pussies.""It was your Black Skulls who faced all the losses till now. You even lost the Pearl- your biggest source of money and information." The blond haired man mocked. "We are just merciful enough to lend you a hand.""Hmph! You are just afraid." The big man scoffed. "You know that you will be the next target. Hence, you hid behind our backs."The smaller man wanted to say something, but suddenly- he stopped, and turned to another direction. "Come out."A bewitching c

huckle came out from behind one of the pillars. "As expected of Marco the Cautious. Your sensory abilities are degrees above those on the same level." A seductive middle aged woman, who was wearing extremely revealing black clothes cat-walked out. Her proportions and the sight of her bare skin would give any man the urge to pin her down and ravage her on the spot. But those who knew of her identity would want to stay at least half a mile away."Lady Ishtar?" The flying bulls leader, Marco, frowned. "Were you paid with the task as well?""Just know that my target this time is the same as that of yours. I am a cautious person myself." She gave Marco a seductive glance as she walked to them. "My success rate would increase if I join you.""Tsk." The big man clicked his tongue. "Why don't you just leave this freelancing job of yours and join us. You should be honoured. The boss wants you as your woman.""No thanks." The woman smiled. "I am the best at what I do. And the thing happens to be assassinations, not bedding men.""We will leave this chat for later." Marco frowned. "It's time."All of them left the building and sneaked to the Pink Willows. They charged past the ongoing crowd and entered the residence.Before they could even have a good look of the interior, two hooded figured came out of nowhere and blocked their way.One of them stood forward."Welcome."