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Oliver takes Monica to his new Hostel - a front for a whorehouse

by Master_Kind
Storyline The Corruptor
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Previous Chapter Oliver hunts down the girl in the newspaper as himself

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Monica moaned softly as Oliver Queen's hands roughly explored her naked body but made no attempt to resist him. She couldn't, not after what he'd done to her. At first, the fear had been enough to make her go with him, nude except for her shoes as he dragged her by her hair into a waiting limo. Then, out of nowhere, he injected her with a syringe.

"Chyna White's special blend. Heroin mostly but with a bit of other additives that makes people compliant. I was working on a way to counteract it but now I realize it's perfect just the way it is. Perfect to show ungrateful bitches like you their proper place."

After that, her entire body was suffused by the dreamy glow of heroin and anything done to it felt heavenly. The whispers and snarls of the handsome Oliver Queen, his hands rough and insistent between her legs and on her tits in the back of the limo, his thick cock ramming into her ass without lube - none of it mattered. Only the pleasure filling her body mattered. Hours or perhaps just minutes later, she had been led into a new building, a building that looked like her old hostel on the outside but quickly proved different. Oliver Queen keyed in some numbers on a pad and then tossed her into a lavish bedroom . . . that clearly locked from the outside. She stumbled and fell spread-eagle on the bed, her full breasts swaying and long legs wide open, body still aglow from the powerful drug cocktail. Beneath the pleasure and the fear, the conditioning of her old life kicked in and she began to tease her nipples, moaning in low and practiced fashion.

"I was going to use this as a secret base of operations for- oh, why am I even bothering to explain myself? A drug-addicted whore like you doesn't need to know my reasons. You just need to know what a man tells you to do. What I tell you to do."

His emerald eyes looked her up and down hungrily, a mixture of rage and arousal playing across his handsome features. He unzipped his fly with a feral smile.

"I think it's time to show you how you're going to earn your keep, Whore."


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