Dollhouse
niyol sani
the wasteland
NSFW
niyol sani
the wasteland
NSFW
On one level or another, every interaction was a transaction. Something given, something gained. Niyol preferred the more obvious variety, the kind where everyone involved knew exactly what was being traded and why. Tobacco for spices, meat for rice, goods changed hands and the deal was done. People who pretended to want nothing, they were the worst. What did they want in exchange for the friendship they offered? What would it cost him to accept what they gave?
Even if he weren't Mai's older brother, even if he weren't the only other Sani, he thought he probably would have preferred whores.
Whores were simple. He gave them what they wanted, and they gave him what he wanted. Physical intimacy without emotional requirements, admiration he didn't need to earn. He liked new whores, for the reason that he liked all new things, the intangible feeling of newness that came with the unfamiliar. And he liked expensive whores, because he liked expensive everything, a status symbol on his arm and in his bed.
Still. They couldn't always be the newest, the nicest, if only for convenience's sake. There were no whorehouses in Dinétah; the nearest one outside the borders, they were far from the nicest. But they were adequate and he was willing to settle for that. Dolly's, it was called, and they called the girls dolls. His dolls – and he thought of them as his, the two he always paid for – they weren't quite perfect. Millie was actually a brunette, and she did something horribly wrong with her eyebrows, although he didn't know enough about eyebrows to say what. Emmy matched her hair to her lipstick, and badly, with too much of both.
They were comfortable, anyway, like a ratty old sweater was comfortable. They knew what he liked, and they were willing to adjust if he was in a mood. They didn't complain when they didn't see him for a while, didn't complain if he spent extra to add a third.
He was brushing Millie's hair, now, all down her back with a boar bristle brush he'd bought her just for this reason. Wasted on her, when her hair was fried all to hell and back, but it was the thought that counted. She was sitting in his lap, slotted neatly onto his cock, while Emmy gave long licks to the spot where their bodies met. The base of his cock to Millie's clit while she tried not to move and disrupt his brush. They were very good at this game by now, timing touches so she'd twitch and tighten in a rhythm without his having to move.
When he was done playing with her hair, he wrapped his arms around Millie, let her take the brush from him so he could fondle her breasts. He didn't bother trying to touch Emmy's hair; his hands would wind up trapped. Probably literally filled with bees, that particular hive.
"Let's do the… thing," he said, gesturing vaguely. It was all it took to get them moving, Emmy sitting upright and Millie pulling herself off of him. "Good girls," he said, though he was feeling too lazy to put much conviction in the praise. Emmy positioned herself against the headboard, spread her legs wide; Millie lowered herself, arched her back as she began driving her tongue between Emmy's legs.
His cock was still slick, and Millie was far from a stranger, so it was no work at all to push the head into the tight ring of her ass. She made a muffled sound against Emmy's clit, but it was never quite as nice as the sound she'd made the first time he'd done it.
That was the other nice thing about new whores. Harder to tell when they were lying.
He ran his fingers through blonde hair, wrapped it around and pulled it tight so she'd tighten around him while he pushed deeper. More muffled sounds, but the feeling made Emmy gasp in her stead. It was nice, that way, that every time he rammed back into one girl her tongue would push into the other, fucking a woman with another woman. And whatever Emmy's flaws, her breasts were not one of them, big and bouncing things he was free to squeeze and tug as he pleased.
His hands left Millie's hair so he could squeeze one of Emmy's breasts, push a thumb into her mouth that she sucked without his having to ask. She didn't need to be asked, either, to grab blonde hair and push her face harder into her cunt, like Millie didn't need to be asked to slide her fingers between her legs. A lovely little system they had, though it felt a little predictable.
Their moans got louder, twitching hot and wet and tight around him and grinding their hips toward release he'd gladly take credit for, regardless of his own contribution. He murmured filth that sounded like sweet nothings, thing he'd never have said to a woman who could understand him, and they were always happy to assume he was saying what they wanted to hear. Deeper, harder, until his cock twitched inside her to fill her with his seed.
He rolled over when he was done, not bothering to check if either of them had finished as well. Flattering if they did, but he didn't actually care, not this time. They snuggled up to him, whether they had or they hadn't, sweaty and affectionate and smelling like cheap perfume. "Good girls," he muttered, half asleep.
They weren't. But it wasn't their fault he'd only felt like paying for adequate.
Even if he weren't Mai's older brother, even if he weren't the only other Sani, he thought he probably would have preferred whores.
Whores were simple. He gave them what they wanted, and they gave him what he wanted. Physical intimacy without emotional requirements, admiration he didn't need to earn. He liked new whores, for the reason that he liked all new things, the intangible feeling of newness that came with the unfamiliar. And he liked expensive whores, because he liked expensive everything, a status symbol on his arm and in his bed.
Still. They couldn't always be the newest, the nicest, if only for convenience's sake. There were no whorehouses in Dinétah; the nearest one outside the borders, they were far from the nicest. But they were adequate and he was willing to settle for that. Dolly's, it was called, and they called the girls dolls. His dolls – and he thought of them as his, the two he always paid for – they weren't quite perfect. Millie was actually a brunette, and she did something horribly wrong with her eyebrows, although he didn't know enough about eyebrows to say what. Emmy matched her hair to her lipstick, and badly, with too much of both.
They were comfortable, anyway, like a ratty old sweater was comfortable. They knew what he liked, and they were willing to adjust if he was in a mood. They didn't complain when they didn't see him for a while, didn't complain if he spent extra to add a third.
He was brushing Millie's hair, now, all down her back with a boar bristle brush he'd bought her just for this reason. Wasted on her, when her hair was fried all to hell and back, but it was the thought that counted. She was sitting in his lap, slotted neatly onto his cock, while Emmy gave long licks to the spot where their bodies met. The base of his cock to Millie's clit while she tried not to move and disrupt his brush. They were very good at this game by now, timing touches so she'd twitch and tighten in a rhythm without his having to move.
When he was done playing with her hair, he wrapped his arms around Millie, let her take the brush from him so he could fondle her breasts. He didn't bother trying to touch Emmy's hair; his hands would wind up trapped. Probably literally filled with bees, that particular hive.
"Let's do the… thing," he said, gesturing vaguely. It was all it took to get them moving, Emmy sitting upright and Millie pulling herself off of him. "Good girls," he said, though he was feeling too lazy to put much conviction in the praise. Emmy positioned herself against the headboard, spread her legs wide; Millie lowered herself, arched her back as she began driving her tongue between Emmy's legs.
His cock was still slick, and Millie was far from a stranger, so it was no work at all to push the head into the tight ring of her ass. She made a muffled sound against Emmy's clit, but it was never quite as nice as the sound she'd made the first time he'd done it.
That was the other nice thing about new whores. Harder to tell when they were lying.
He ran his fingers through blonde hair, wrapped it around and pulled it tight so she'd tighten around him while he pushed deeper. More muffled sounds, but the feeling made Emmy gasp in her stead. It was nice, that way, that every time he rammed back into one girl her tongue would push into the other, fucking a woman with another woman. And whatever Emmy's flaws, her breasts were not one of them, big and bouncing things he was free to squeeze and tug as he pleased.
His hands left Millie's hair so he could squeeze one of Emmy's breasts, push a thumb into her mouth that she sucked without his having to ask. She didn't need to be asked, either, to grab blonde hair and push her face harder into her cunt, like Millie didn't need to be asked to slide her fingers between her legs. A lovely little system they had, though it felt a little predictable.
Their moans got louder, twitching hot and wet and tight around him and grinding their hips toward release he'd gladly take credit for, regardless of his own contribution. He murmured filth that sounded like sweet nothings, thing he'd never have said to a woman who could understand him, and they were always happy to assume he was saying what they wanted to hear. Deeper, harder, until his cock twitched inside her to fill her with his seed.
He rolled over when he was done, not bothering to check if either of them had finished as well. Flattering if they did, but he didn't actually care, not this time. They snuggled up to him, whether they had or they hadn't, sweaty and affectionate and smelling like cheap perfume. "Good girls," he muttered, half asleep.
They weren't. But it wasn't their fault he'd only felt like paying for adequate.
The following 1 user Likes Tindome's post: megs
« Next Oldest | Next Newest »
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-07-2014, 12:47 AM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-07-2014, 12:52 AM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-07-2014, 12:59 AM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-07-2014, 01:20 AM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-10-2014, 06:44 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-10-2014, 06:56 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-10-2014, 07:10 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-10-2014, 07:18 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-10-2014, 07:27 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-10-2014, 07:30 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-10-2014, 07:32 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-15-2014, 03:26 AM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-28-2014, 08:16 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 11-28-2014, 08:35 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 12-06-2014, 02:37 AM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 12-08-2014, 12:17 AM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 01-25-2015, 03:43 AM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 05-14-2015, 03:19 AM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 05-17-2015, 07:39 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 05-27-2015, 10:42 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 05-28-2015, 12:44 AM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 05-29-2015, 02:21 AM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 06-05-2015, 09:53 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 06-14-2015, 08:24 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 06-29-2015, 10:04 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 08-07-2015, 02:47 AM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 08-29-2015, 06:09 PM
Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by tindome - 09-25-2015, 09:24 PM
RE: Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by Tindome - 11-23-2015, 10:27 PM
RE: Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by Tindome - 02-03-2016, 09:42 PM
RE: Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by Tindome - 02-23-2016, 09:00 PM
RE: Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by Tindome - 03-09-2016, 05:18 PM
RE: Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by Tindome - 03-23-2017, 04:34 PM
RE: Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by Tindome - 10-23-2019, 10:35 PM
RE: Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by Tindome - 11-04-2019, 09:21 AM
RE: Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by Tindome - 11-06-2019, 10:10 AM
RE: Tindome's Story Corner [Read-Only] - by Tindome - 11-19-2019, 11:26 AM