The door closed with a dull thud.
The outside world vanished.
Muffled music.
Dim red lights.
The smell of leather, sweat, and expensive perfume.
Sarah stood frozen, back against the wood.
Her heart hammered too hard.
Yuri advanced slowly.
She slipped off her jacket.
Let it fall.
Her eyes gleamed.
"Undress."
One word.
Just one.
But the pact answered instantly.
A burning heat raced up her spine.
Her arms moved on their own.
T-shirt ripped off.
Jeans shoved down.
Simple black panties, already damp.
Sarah felt the cold air on her breasts.
Her nipples hardened instantly.
Fuck… no.
Yuri studied her.
Slowly.
From head to toe.
"Not bad.
Rougher than I expected.
I like it."
Sarah clenched her teeth.
She wanted to scream.
Hit.
Run.
But her knees buckled when Yuri snapped her fingers.
"On your knees."
She dropped.
The carpet scraped her skin.
Yuri sat on the edge of the couch.
Legs spread.
She hiked up her skirt.
Slid her thong to the side.
"Come."
Sarah crawled.
Every movement sent a shock straight between her thighs.
She reached between Yuri's legs.
The scent was strong.
Musky.
Aroused.
Yuri grabbed her short hair.
Pulled.
"Kiss."
Sarah pressed her lips to the warm skin.
Salty taste.
Sweet.
"Suck."
She obeyed.
Flat tongue.
Long, slow strokes.
Yuri sighed.
Her hips rolled gently.
"Harder."
Sarah sped up.
Sucked the clit between her lips.
Rolled it.
Yuri moaned.
Her fingers tightened.
"Two fingers.
Now."
Sarah slid two fingers inside.
Hot.
Wet.
Tight.
She curled them.
Found the sensitive spot.
Yuri arched her back.
"Yes… fuck… just like that…"
She came fast.
Hard.
A warm rush over Sarah's fingers and chin.
Yuri pushed her back.
Breathed heavily.
Then she smiled.
"Your turn."
She grabbed Sarah by the hair.
Pulled her up.
Pushed her onto the bed.
Sarah fell onto her back.
Legs dangling off the edge.
Yuri climbed on top.
Straddling her stomach.
Her fingers slid down.
Pushed the soaked panties aside.
"Look at you.
You're dripping."
Sarah closed her eyes.
I hate this.
But when Yuri's fingers thrust inside in one motion, she let out a soft cry.
Yuri moved fast.
Thumb on the clit.
Merciless circles.
"You're going to come for me, Sarah.
Thinking about him.
About what you just sold."
Sarah shook her head.
Tears at the corners of her eyes.
"No…"
But her body betrayed her.
The walls clenched.
Pleasure rose like a wave.
She came with a sob.
Body shaking.
Legs trembling.
Yuri pulled her fingers out.
Brought them to Sarah's mouth.
"Clean."
Sarah sucked.
Taste of herself.
Taste of shame.
Yuri leaned down.
Whispered in her ear.
"First month.
Eleven to go."
She stood.
Adjusted her clothes.
"Get dressed.
We're going back to him."
Sarah lay there for a second.
Body still twitching with aftershocks.
Then she forced herself to move.
Every step reminded her of everything.
The wetness between her thighs.
The scent on her face.
The invisible mark of the pact burning under her skin.
Yuri opened the door.
The music crashed back in.
Brutal.
Sarah followed.
And at the far end of the room, Rhym was serving another table.
Polite smile.
Empty eyes.
Sarah's heart clenched.
I did it for you.
But in that moment, she felt dirtier than ever.
Yuri turned to her.
A cruel smile on her lips.
"Ready for the rest?"
Sarah didn't answer.
She already knew the night was only beginning.