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Thread: Supply and Demand ( Sanoci x Xanaphia)

Conscious askew by the lust fuming from supple moist lips and dread sinking its literal claws from the abhorrent aftermath that just transpired in a flash. Mesmerizing were the droplets of saliva dressing his fully erected manhood, admittedly flooded with pleasure momentarily with the tensing of her muscles through this collision. Undeterred by the foreplay as pain radiated his form was the thought of imminent danger. Blacking out, chest bludgeoned by the impact as oxygen fought the urge to return to the mercenary. Lightly imprinted to the steering wheel in all likelihood explained the blood leaking from his sore head, either concussed or driven back by the audacious maneuver which aligned to the predicament they faced. Smoke amassed, noise seemingly amplified by the cries of Desiree. Disoriented and absorbing the fumes, Vas Xenos rose to assess the damages inflicted. It did not compare to the mutilated mess drenched on the car, a mutant based on its image or what could be interpreted from his estimation. Composed barely, what amounted to hardened nerves due towards his life experiences versus his naive passenger. Knowing this couldn't be helped, body aching as dirt covered boots shuffled to the epicenter of the wreckage. We got a mutie I reckon, nothing can do but thank the anarchy we are not him. Rash and definitely apathetic in delivery, Vas begun the process of inquiring personally of the type of inventory this now mangled carcass could possess to benefit them for the trouble with his dick still muggy and rigid. It only distress the woman further and be deemed desensitizing to request her wondrous lips to suck him off after such havoc. Inspecting the vehicle, his expression grew dim staring angrily at the carnage. Why in the heavens and hells did he allowed this gorgeous babe to bare her lovely lips on his dick and not pull over immediately. FUCK, FUCK, WHY TO THE ABYSS!!!!???? Bad news, the spark plugs are damaged and worse this thing made sure to have leakage to the gas storage!
Thread: Supply and Demand ( Sanoci x Xanaphia)

Desiree shrunk against herself at Vas outburst. He didnt seem to be blaming her, but she couldnt help but feel guilty. She distracted him, and while she might one day look back at this and laugh, or feel some pride that her cock-sucking skills caused an accident, for now she felt embarrassed. What are we going to do? She asked softly, trepidation on the edge of her voice. Can you fix it? She continued, hoping the answer was yes, but fearing it was no. He explained that the parts were broken and required replacements. She had been convinced that the journey through the waste would be a simple one, but hardly a day out of Sanctorium and they already had a major problem. Where would we even get the replacements? she asked softly, rubbing her shoulder as she did. They couldnt go back to Sanctorium. Not after he was caught in bed with her. Not after her father put a price on his head. Not after she stole a suitcase full of gold bars and a car from her father. They had to push forward, no matter what. For nearly an hour under the midday sun they sweated, trying to get a grip on their situation. They didnt even have an idea where to push the car to, much less the energy to actually do so. Just as things looked their worst, another vehicle came up on the horizon. A beat to hell truck, so dusty and faded it was impossible to know what color it might have been. Desiree stuck close to Vas as it pulled up to them, and a thin, middle aged man steeped out. He looked over them both, and looked over the car, before looking her over again. This your car? Desiree nodded, wrapping her arms around Vas. For protection or to signify that she was his, she couldnt say. Ill buy it for parts, He offered, running his fingers over the hood. We need it. Do you know where we can get it fixed? She asked, finding some courage she didnt know she possessed. I probably have the parts to fix it, but it will cost ya, He proposed, looking her up and down. We can pay, she insisted, unable to shake the feeling he was gawking at her. It wasnt a comfortable feeling. No one in Sanctorium would openly leer at her. But she couldnt get on with her fathers reputation out here. Well, Ill give you a tow then. Names Marrek, he introduced, inviting Desiree a spot next to him in the front of his truck.
Thread: Supply and Demand ( Sanoci x Xanaphia)

We'll figure it out....and I do not think I wield the skills to fix this relic! Sanctorium counted its blessing with partially intact automobiles, undoubtedly just an omission to extinguish from the common filth making up mostly of the desperate. The Parishes and other by association to its foundation feasibly laid claim to the mechanical masterpieces which were virtually impossible to replicate, simply remodel or update in design. The distress was all that lingered, pants tightened from stiffness not yet alleviated from her fervent mouth drifting just a few seconds from the road. Though not expressed sincerely, Desiree's ability to tame his snake and trigger a car crash held its humor. Replacements!!?? Not in an area that has yet to hear about that tempted bounty of your father's . Dawning on Vas Xenos excluding the scorching rays were solutions binding them opportunities for survival, heat reflecting off harshly to drench the mercenary in what felt approximately to a puddle of sweat. Gawking at the stranded beauty had its merit, one she potentially ignored though others pinpointed it early. Astonishing him was the coincidental arrival of someone in a vehicle of their own. Before brandishing any comprehensible reply he bear witness to the sheltered Desiree addressed the stranger, seemingly a scavenger on the basis of his attire. Perhaps his antics drew more depth to her character, concetration on that shifting the moment payment was uttered with leering eyes at her despite her embrace signaling whom she belonged to. Conflicted arose like his forsaken boner, prohibited from returning to the closest equivalent of civilization around these barren parts. Eyes narrowed at the man, teeth crackling with a few notably missing and enveloped in grease and dirt. Instincts screamed at him like an addiction fighting through cold turkey, knowing the symbolism of what payment would mean in this scenario. Glancing at Desiree, he knew she trusted him and part of him felt like dying within for the mere thought of sharing this rare beauty in any context. Gulping up the courage, a heavy sign left his lips before speaking to the man for the first time. What kind of payment are we talking? If the price is not ridiculous, we can negotiate the terms., he muttered foreseeing his payment was not going to be in its typical currency, yet needed insurance by hearing his offer first.
Thread: Supply and Demand ( Sanoci x Xanaphia)

Not sure you are in much of a place to negotiate terms, are ya boy? Marrek condescended to Vas, Youre lucky I came up on ya, and not some outlaws. They would have already killed ya, and fucked your girl six ways from Sunday. What are you gonna do? Wait around for someone with reasonable prices to come save your ass? We can pay, Desiree insisted once more, a chill running down her spine at the mention of bandits raping her. She might not have liked the way he said it, but everything Marrek said was true. They couldnt afford to be picky right now. She clung to Vas as Marrek hooked up the car to his truck. Git on in, Marrek invited as he got back in his truck. Desiree gave Vas hand a squeeze before getting in, settling in next to Marrek. She tried to avoid touching him as much as possible, but sandwiched in between the two men it was difficult. Marreks hand reached between her legs, to shift gears, calloused fingers brushing against her bares legs in the process. Desiree stiffen at the gesture, not vocalizing her discomfort, but not hiding it either. What brings you two out here to tha wastes? Just getting a fresh start, Desiree said simply, preferring not to elaborate. Marrek laughed and coughed from laughing before he calmed down. There wasnt much more conversation before they reached his scrapyard, littered with parts and a couple hallowed out shells of what were once cars. He pulled the car over to the dingy, cluttered garage and and looked over the hood and underneath. Looks like you need three spark plugs and a new fuel pump, He appraised, wiping greasy fingers on a greasy towel. How much will that cost us? Desiree asked, fidgeting at her hair. Well, two clips for each spark plug, five for the fuel pump, another five for installation, and two for the tow. So 18 in all, Marrek counted off. Clips? A magazine of 9mm bullets. Or I can go 6 boxes of 12 gauge shots, if you got those. Marrek explained. Bullets? We dont have any bullets, Desiree protested. I thought you said you could pay? Marrek retorted, a slight anger in his voice. I have gold. Is a bar or two enough? Desiree offered. I aint got no use for gold out here girlie. Bullets, or we could barter, but you gotta make it worthwhile. Marrek leered at her again, beady eyes drinking in her body once more. We have supplies Desiree choked out, avoid his lustful eyes. I got enough supplies her girl. I need something a bit more valuable.
Thread: Supply and Demand ( Sanoci x Xanaphia)

Desiree visably tense as Vas spelled out Marreks offer, feeling the older man appraise her like a piece of meat. You cant be serious, She asked Vas, as he told her to go along. This was something special that they had shard, something she had given him alone. And now he was going give it away to the first man they passed in the wastes? But Vas didnt answer her, Just spoke the man, setting parameters for her to trade her body to this man. I cantfuck this guy, She begged Vas, clinging to his shirt. Hey, in that case Ill take the car as payment for towing you guys here, and let you pull your supplies out. Not sure how far youll get without one though, Marrek suggested, sensing Desiree disapproval. Vas eyes held no answers or comfort, just a grim acceptance of what was to come. Desiree turned back to Marrek, her heart sinking and her stomach twisting in knots. Fine, she snapped out, fighting back tears. Marrek lead her into the derelict dwelling, absolutely covered in a layer of grime, to the point Desiree believe this man seeped it out his skin. He turned towards Vas, You want to watch? Make sure I dont do anything debauched to your girl? Regardless, he turned his attention towards Desiree, walking a full circle around her, grubby hand groping at her ample ass. take it all off. Unable to meet his eyes, she obeyed. Pulling her shirt up over her head, slipping her short down around her ankles. Clad in simple white cotton panties and bra. Marrek stood behind her now, fingers gliding over her shoulders and into the cups of her bra, squeezing and mauling at her feel breasts. She could feel his hardness prodding her ass, and the pressure made her sick to her stomach. All of it, He reminded her, pinched her nipples until they were erect in his fingers. Nervously her thumbed hooked into her panties, and she rolled them down her hips, adding them to the puddle of her clothing on the floor. Finally she worked at her bra, pulling it off as his hands continued to fondle her. Ready for me? He asked, breathing in the scent of her hair, before pushing her down onto hands and knees.
Thread: Supply and Demand ( Sanoci x Xanaphia)

Apathetic and cold in his stare at the wrenched bastard, sicken to his core to be coarse to such standards immediately but the cost were hefty and escape was a necessity to ever pry themselves out of this miserable corner of the world. He has foreseen it in past adventures, a few regions left where trouble has yet to be met by him by proxy. I'll watch, know you cannot relieve yourself in her. Payment is forfeit if you do, scavenger. Fine, very fine indeed. Worth a rocket if you ask me! , perverse incitement rolled off his boorish tongue almost mimicking the grime profusely decorating these dwellings of his. Vying for control over emotions, overwhelming her physically were tempting, yet the thuggish man egregious observation of the two meant potential bodily harm though he issued no reply towards the man and reoriented concentration on Desiree. Absent of the impurities of this environment foretold she belonged to someone of significance, devoid of poor nutrition and in physical shape. Plump and gorgeous in all her glory, digits efficacious on her erected nipples with an ascending growth pressing against her during his attentive rough foreplay. Split seconds passed before payment was seized, Marrek basked in the scenery of her bare ass inches away from his crouch currently in a prone position. Burrowing deeply into that unsullied crack was a temptation, but presumed this counted under elicit grounds for breaching this verbal agreement. Belt and trousers expelled under him, echoing in her ear perhaps if deem traumatic enough. Operating with equipment conceived as mediocre with the exception of the dirt and grime partially bathed. Its rusted lining probably was no dirty hands grappling her, hands fastened on her voluptuous hips. Pristine, clean and very alluring...it hardened him incredibly. Waves of enthusiasm washed over the slimy scavenger, guiding his head to her slit. Steady in his aim, Marrek gradually plunged into her folds until meeting the hilt. The aging man froze, never witnessing the vortex of strength her walls would apply onto him.. . FFFFUCCCCKKKK........!!!!!!!!
Thread: Supply and Demand ( Sanoci x Xanaphia)

Hand and knees on the dirty floor, with a man she barely knew unzipping behind her was the first time that Desiree thought that it might have been a mistake to flee Sanctorium with Vas. There wasnt another option, she wasnt even sure they could make back to her home on foot in their condition. The only path available to them was forward, and it unfortunately passed through Marreks scrap yard. Desiree squeezed her eyes shut as she felt Marreks greasy hands gripping her hips. At least she didnt have to look at the man while he did this to hurt. Perhaps if she tried hard enough, she could pretend it was just Vas taking her. But there was no affection, no arousal, no joy in this union. She grunted out as he forced himself in her, her tight channel unyielding to the unwelcome intruder. Still, it only took a few strokes for her body to adjust to him, providing the lubrication that would prevent damage. Quick, shallow thrusts continued, Desiree crying out with each one, trying her damnedest to hold back the tears. Fucking Vas was magical, everything she dreamt sex could be. Fucking Marrek was full of shame, made her feel impossibly dirty. She hated herself to going through with it, hated Vas for letting it happen, hated Marrek for doing it. Each pleasured cry that Marrek made seem to make the whole ordeal owrse, know that this man was getting off on her discomfort. It didnt last long, not nearly as long as her times with Vas, but it felt longer as it continued. Soon his fingers dug into her things and his cock exited her slit. Hot streams painted her ass and back, accompanied by Marreks estastic moans. She tensed as each rope splash against her skin, willing herself not to vomit from the vile scene. Once he unleash every last drop on her, he zipped, and spanked her ass. So worth it, He joked. Can I have a shower? Desiree asked, sitting on her knees. Shower? The fuck you think this is? Theres a bucket around her somewhere, you can pull up some well water, Marrek explained, before pulling Vas aside. You looking to unload her? Ill pay a hundred boxes of .22 cartridges and two rifles for her. Its a good deal.
Thread: Supply and Demand ( Sanoci x Xanaphia)

Animosity festered, tensing over the abominable transgression portrayed in eyes view with the grisly notion all became a reality thanks by accepting the practical application to defuse the situation and profit from it in the expense of others. Vas Xenos profession was quite self-explanatory on morality, consummate professionals of sorts whom valued their well beings and at times engaged in activities of ill repute for success or gain. Eyes bulged, streaks of red literally bloodshot obsessive over the discomfort of allowing such and worse sullying that beauty whom he alone got to cultivate sexually. Each flat, hurried thrust emphasized by inexperience or infatuation rather than passion stricken a nerve from her expression. Signaling his thrilled finish with some discipline broke the sickening suspense, an unwilling eyewitness to her distraught moment probably feeling betrayed. You looking to unload her? Ill pay a hundred boxes of .22 cartridges and two rifles for her. Its a good deal. Bargaining an exotic beauty like her, one whose value would degrade overtime in the waste made this a commendable endeavor at escaping this vile region with some new accessorizes and wealth on top of everything. A blank stare traced over the presence of Desiree, a sumptuous specimen whose worth and pristine beauty would eventually fade. Realism set in, knowing the troubles behind dragging her along for the ride. Bounty hunters capitalizing on their relationship, a woman who would ignorantly get them into hazardous predicament borne from isolation, and lastly those vying in the legions to sink their pricks into her oasises. Looking serene despite the disgust stirring, Marrek was right and her value was ruined by him. I accept those terms, just get my ride finished!
Thread: Supply and Demand ( Sanoci x Xanaphia)

Desiree stood in the hallway, trying to get a grasp on what had just happened, what Vas had let happen to her. She could still feel Marreks filth on and in her. A few silent tears rolled down her cheeks, as she tried to be strong. Vas would want her to be strong. But in the other room, she heard Marrek make an offer for her, as if she were just a thing that could be purchased. She hoped Vas would kill the man, then and there, car be damned. But her hopes were dashed with nine words. I accept those terms, just get my ride finished! Her heart sunk. She had been sold. By the man she loved, the man she gave herself to. A man she had fled her gilded and comfortable cage to be with. She had stolen from her father to be with him, spitting in the face of 17 years of care and concern. It hadnt even been 2 days since they fled Sanctorium. What had she done? Marrek got right to work on the car, knowing the soon he got rid of Vas, the soon he could enjoy his now found toy again. Maybe break in that virgin ass, claim every inch of her body for himself. It took a couple hours, and the sun was setting as he finished. So he loaded up the guns and ammo he paid for Desiree, and withdrew her stuff, eager to see what the pretty young girl had to wear. If he even let her wear any of it. Your car is fixed, and you have your payment. Marrek announced to Vas, greasy arms crossed over his chest. Did you want to say one last farewell to the girl?
Thread: Supply and Demand ( Sanoci x Xanaphia)

Numbing affection by derogatory words and dormant concentration on an once cherished treasure that he proclaimed frantically and excessively under passionate embraces of sex as one of a kind. Imminent were the dangers which she could be weaponized against him, paraded as something bounteous to sweep from his arms with his body transformed into a nameless carcass in the debris. Sanctorium, he partially wished the bridge was not severed so hastily for the employment opportunity in this appalling section of the world. Surveying the nefarious expressions at the victory he reaped in all likelihood felt like an execution sentence to Desiree. Time barely held the relevance it did back in the age of Greatness from what few stories were collected by those with first hand accounts of the calamity which followed with being bathed in radioactive fire. With exception of singular assignments or treading into a critical time limit could one honestly worry themselves unless it involves the shifting of day into night. Vas acknowledged the barbarous treatment awaiting this naive woman, one whom needed a reality check should she ever truly survive passed the comforts of her past life it seemed. Speaking of the transferring of day to night, the grizzled mercenary realized the sun soon would be absent from his presence like the beautiful woman whose trust he barely earned and more so prayed upon insecurities. Did you want to say one last farewell to the girl? Words held significance and none stung worse than asking him such words. To address Desiree would earn the type of damnation already feeding into his subconscious. Empathy now or even demonstrating remorse would be a slap to her face. Firmly shaking his head no, Vas Xenos slowly spread the distance between them. Certainly words from her lips would stab at him, cries crumbling the shield of apathy. All of this was for his rewards for the troublesome quirks of sex and perhaps love brought him. Sliding open the car door, Vas needed to admit the handiwork of Marrek was top notch. With the ignition reving about boisterously, he droze off to the horizon with his eyes accidentally glazing at the rear view mirror now centered on Desiree. Damnit it all to the abyss.
Thread: Supply and Demand ( Sanoci x Xanaphia)

Marrek looked in on the girl, who had holed herself up in his home and cried the entire afternoon. She wasnt as cute with bloodshot eyes and tear streaked cheeks, but she was still hot enough to get bent over and fucked hard. You good for anything else other than getting fucked? You cook or clean or anything? Marrek asked, getting a sense for her worth. Even if she was a terrible maid he could fuck her brains out each day until he was bored of her, and then sell her to some bandits. Im not property, you piece of shit, Desiree spat back at him. Your boyfriend thought so. Didnt take much for him to sell you to me, Marrek explained, and Desiree cringed at the truth of his words. So, are you going to be a good little slut and suck me off, or do I have hold you down and break in that ass? Desiree shrank into herself at his threats, feeling a fresh batch of tears threaten to flood her face. Vas thinks he can sell her off? No, she would have her fucking revenge. You can get much more than you paid for me, if you return me to my father. Leader of Sanctorium, Bruno Parish, Desiree explained, hoping this man valued money more than he valued her body. Marreks eyes went wide at the explanation. She was suddenly worth ten times what he had paid for her. He could easily trade her back to her father for a nice car or thousands of boxes of ammo. Not to mention the powerful enemies the man had made, who would pay handsomely to take their revenge out on Parishs pretty little daughter. Suddenly it made sense why they had such a nice car, so much gold and supplies, and no sense out in the wastes. Alright, get some rest. We will head into Sanctorium tomorrow. Marrek offered. No need to fuck the girl and again and have her father skin him alive for the insult.