Thread: Useless Femboy Companion [dani_honey & midnite_run]

Leaving Romi a cock-drunken mess, Maher returned to his quarters and geared up for the task ahead. He donned his heavy armor, a combination of plate and chainmail that made him nigh invulnerable to most damage. The entire outfit was too heavy for most people, weighing them down so much itd be impossible to fight. However, Mahers herculean strength and stamina allowed him to move in it with alarming ease. He strapped to his side his signature mace, a brutally flanged blunt object that left broken skulls and legs in its wake. Striding back out towards the ships gangway, he regrouped with the rest of his motley crew. Grazz was there, an old acquaintenace of Maher and nuisance as much as he was invaluable. Grazz knew every drug den in the city and whenever Maher felt in the mood to raid one of them, Grazz could point him in the right direction. You plan on pissin and moanin the whole time, Persia? Maher grunted as he shifted around his armor, his face an contemptous sneer. He never could tire of how exasperated Persia was at Romis very presence the boy was a walking fat-assed reminder of Maher dumping her like garbage on the side of the road. The sadist in him like to make sure Romis screamed every filthy expletive Maher could think of whenever she bunked near the two and had to listen to Maher bust his boipussy wide open. As if the very conversation signaled him, Romi sauntered up towards the group accompanied by the rhythmic clacking of his fuck me heels. The wide-hipped femboi snuggled up against Mahers leg, the fact that his head only reached up to Mahers waist illustrating the shocking size difference. Mahers hand immediately pawed and squeezed the faggots fat ass, giving it a vicious slap that cracked like a gunshot and left a massive red handprint on the fleshy cheek. Find yourself some used-up whore on the island, Grazz. Maher growled towards his old friend, his eyes narrowing with a faint aura of murderous intent. As if to drive his ownership home, he grabbed Romis hair and pulled his head back before kissing him. It wasnt the chaste and loving kiss one expected between two lovers, but a lustful and sloppy affair. Theres was a smacking of lips and one could see the way Mahers thick and long tongue dominated Romis. One gigantic hand slipped in between Romis ass cheeks and prodded at the tight pucker of his asshole, as if warning him that he would be opening that tight hole soon. When he pulled away, Maher let some of his own saliva drip into Romis still open mouth. It was a show of pure dominance, like an lion savaging an small doe. This is my bitch. Aint that right, babe? Maher grinned and asked Romi, knowing full well that the three months he spent breaking in Romi had the fag in love with him. The dark-skinned enforcer licked the side of Romis face possessively. Mahers eyes narrowed at the drugs Grazz kicked up. Pearl Dust was a hot commodity and even Maher was an occasional user, usually when on a drunken sex bender with Romi. He usually left the deals and negotiations upto Grazz he was just there to beat in heads when needed. Yall yammerin when we could be moving this damn product. Hate workin with kids. That gravely voice belonged to Born, a grizzled old vet and Mahers mentor. While Maher was still bigger than the old man, Born was a giant, a scarred bundle of muscle mass with an eyepatch and a shaved head. A seasoned veteran and former soldier, hed seen more battles than most of the group combined. It was him that turned Maher from a undisciplined brawler into a walking war machine. He was the only man whom Maher treated with anything resembling respect. Lets get this show movin, ya whelps. Old man only got so much tolerance for hearin yall bicker. Born picks up the last crate as easily as one picks up a discarded sheet of paper, hauling it onto one massive shoulder. Maher nodded and lifted Romi up with alarming ease, propping onto one massive shoulder, before trudging towards the tower. The sight was something, a massive ebony skinned man carrying this cornfed pawg, giving one of the cheeks a kiss.