Chapter 2 The Passionate K night 1 (2/2)

She was wearing heavy makeup, and was nothing special to look at. Her body was somewhat malnourished and the cheap perfume she wore tickled his nose. He didn't really expect much from a cheap prostitute, but this one was even less than he had anticipated.

A thought came to him as he looked at her with pity, This poor soul, she is probably just happy someone came.

He had every intention of saving her from this life of poverty and shame.

The prostitute lifted her hands to the man's face, ”won't you take off these wrappings so I can see your handsome face?”

The man took her hands in his and brought it to his side, placing her arm around his waist.

”There is no need for that right now, why don't you take off your clothes and lie down on the bed,” the man instructed her with a firm, but calm voice.

The woman gave him a demure smile and tried her best to seductively remove her clothing. She then laid down on the bed in a provocative manner, legs outstretched, revealing her well-trimmed groin. She teasingly played with her labia while moaning and stretching her neck.

The man began undressing, taking off his cloak, loosening his belt, and removing his pants and finally his shirt. He was naked from the neck down, with only the cloth wrappings still visible on his face. The prostitute made sure to visibly ogle his manhood which was surprisingly not yet erect. This did not dissuade her however.

”See how wet you're making me? Hurry over here baby, I will show you how good I am with my mouth,” the prostitute lightly bit her lip in anticipation while calling the man over to her.

He walked over to her and stood over the bed she was laying on. He stood directly over her body. The prostitute sat up on all fours and attempted to bring her mouth to his phallus, but the man stopped her.

”Do you wish to see my face?” he asked her.

She was a little surprised that he stopped her, but only momentarily. She recovered and gave him a coy smile, ”I would love to see your handsome face baby.”

”Then lay down on your back.”

The naked woman laid down on the bed as the man had instructed her. She wasn't expecting the man to get on the bed as well, but it didn't bother her. He kneeled on the bed with her legs between his, and he began to unwrap the cloth on his head. The cloth wrappings seemed to consist of multiple pieces.

The woman let out a slight gasp. The man was far more handsome than she had expected and her heart began to beat even faster. She could barely look at him at first out of shock, but she smiled, happy at her good fortune meeting such a handsome and well-endowed man.

”I hope you don't mind, I have a… certain fetish.”

The prostitute gave no reaction to the man's words, many of the clients who frequented the brothel had one strange fetish or another. These women's lives were not really their own, so anything was allowed in this place. All the prostitutes here could do was hope the client wasn't too violent. Prostitutes had even been killed by clients. Anything was allowed, but if a client was too violent or killed one of the prostitutes, they would have to pay an additional fee.

She really hoped he wasn't the violent type.