Poll Winner: Yang's Revelation (Patreon)

Summary: Seeking information from Junior, Yang confronts the crime lord at his club. He makes a counter offer. Give him a good time, and he'll tell her what she knows. She agrees, ignorant of the bliss she was about to experience. Includes: Dom/sub, dark, and age difference.

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Yang walked into the club with a scowl on her face. She entered the building, feeling the pounding sound waves and the low bass in her very skin. She brushed some hair from her eyes, putting on a smile as an air of confidence surrounded her.

The place was nice on the surface, but she knew what kind of seedy underbelly it had. Still, if this was where she had to go to find out where her mother was, so be it.

She kept moving through the crowd, ignoring the dancers and music and making her way straight to the man who seemed to be in charge.

Junior was a scruffy looking man with dark hair and well fitting clothes. He looked fine for his age, though Yang quickly noted that his eyes were more on her breasts than her. She let him take a peek, though. As long as she got what she wanted.

“I’m looking for someone.” He flashed a photo to Junior, pointing out her mother in the group. “Her.”

“Hm… Yeah, I’ve seen her.” He nodded his head. “But information isn’t cheap.”

Not like Yang didn’t see that coming.

“Alright, what do you want?”

Junior gave her a smile, before he motioned her to follow him. Yang felt her gut twist inside of her, but she did as asked, following the man away from the bar and dance floor.

They left that all behind, walking down a long hall into a well furnished room. The music could barely be heard through the walls and closed door. Yang stood straight, crossing her arms over her chest as Junior sat on the bed.

“Cute room,” she commented.

“My home away from home,” he replied. “I like to do business here.”

Yang fought the urge to roll her eyes, glaring the lilac orbs at the older man. “Well, let’s get on with it then. What do you want?” Yang’s eyes traveled along the room, catching all the paintings of women and little trinkets Junior had, before glaring at him.

Somehow, she had an inkling on just what he wanted.

“Come on, blondie. You know what I want, I know what I want,” Junior replied, taking off his vest and tossing it to the ground. “Let’s just cut out the middleman and have some fun.”

Yang glared daggers at the older man. She watched as he began to unbutton his shirt and she took a step forward, grabbing him by his collar.

“What’s stopping me from just beating the information out of you?”

“Well, you won’t get anything out of me then. Trust me, scarier folks than you have fucked with me,” he commented, letting his eyes travel down to her full breasts. “The only way I’m talking is if we have some fun. So, how badly do you want this info?”

Yang ground her teeth as her fingers twitched. She wanted to beat this man’s head in, but she knew that wasn’t possible. So she took a deep breath and weighed her option. In all the years she’s searched for her mother, in all the wasted years growing up, the young woman felt like she had nothing.

In all honesty, this was the best lead she had in years. She couldn’t let this slip her by.

“Fine,” she growled, pulling at her clothes. “Let’s do this, little man.”

“Whatever you say, blondie.”

The two stripped their clothes off. It wasn’t sexy, it wasn’t passionate, it was just sex. Yang, being the beautiful woman she was, had experienced it before. She’d slept with uglier guys than Junior, and so she thought this would be easy.

She took her clothes off until she was in her underwear. She hesitated for a moment, feeling hot as she noticed Junior’s eyes on her, drinking in the image of her naked body. She knew she was beautiful. An hourglass figure, a fat, perky ass, large breasts that put many older women to shame, and long, flowing hair.

Junior motioned her closer, and she undid her bra as she stepped closer. It fell to the ground as he grabbed her, pulling her into a kiss.

Their lips collided, and somehow this felt different. Sex was raw, passionate, but it wasn’t intimate like a kiss was. A kiss that led to his tongue entering her mouth, swirling inside, licking at her teeth and her tongue.

Her eyes widened as his tongue seemed to masterfully press against her own. She moaned quietly, feeling it dominate her tongue as her hands grabbed at his shoulders. She wasn’t sure what to do. No one had ever kissed her like this before.

Suddenly he moved one hand down her back, pulling her against his body. Her large breasts pressed against him, nipples dragging along his bare chest. The older man was in good shape, she had to admit, but she still felt an inkling of disgust, even as she tasted his saliva in her mouth.

Yang moaned quietly, and she knew she could push him away with ease, but she resisted such an act. She’d just let this slide. She told herself to be calm, to just go through the motions. She’d jack off his dick and he’d probably be out of gas after one orgasm.

Her hand moved down his chest, gently tracing the shape of his muscles. She moved lower and lower, reaching the hem of his boxers. Her wrist bumped into something hard, and her heart skipped a beat.

His cock. That was his dick she just touched. Not like she hadn’t touched one of those before, but this one felt different. Her hand pulled away from the top of his boxers, gently pressing against his dick instead.

It was pulsing and hard, trembling against her fingers. It was forming a tent against the cloth, and she could feel a damp spot at the tip of the mountain. He was clearly ready to fuck her, but Junior was surprisingly into foreplay, it seemed.

While her hand was rubbing his penis, his hands were moving up and down her back. His hands were rough, and his nails almost seemed to scratch as her pale skin. She squeaked with shock as his nails dug deeper into her, digging into her skin, before sliding down to her ass. One hand slipped under her panties, cupping her ass cheek as he pushed forward.

She fell onto the bed, trapped under the taller man as his tongue continued to coat the inside of her mouth with saliva. She moaned against his lips as his other hand moved to her chest, squeezing her breast.

Her nipple pressed against his palm, and Yang realized just how hard her nipples were. No problem, a perfectly normal thing. She could control herself.

She thought so, at least. Junior broke their kiss and Yang swallowed what remained in her mouth. She tasted the older man’s saliva, and she wasn’t sure if it was good or not that it tasted… not bad.

Her face was red and he seemed to know that little fact as his lips curved into a smile. She didn’t say anything, breathing as he laid on top of her.

Junior was in full control of the two of them, and Yang was happy to give it to him. He pulled away and with his legs on either side of her, he grabbed her hands and lifted them up, over her head. He released them, but her hands remained there as his throbbing erection pressed against her pussy through their underwear.

Yang took a deep breath, feeling the tip of his cock jabbing at her slit. She was getting wet, and her heart’s pounding was only getting louder.

“J-just fuck me,” she growled, and Junior grinned.

“Eager, are we?”

Yang didn’t respond. She did gasp when his hands grabbed her panties and ripped them, tearing the burnt orange cloth right off her body.

“Hey!” She was shocked. Horrified. Impressed. Just a bit.

“Just cutting out the middle man,” he teased, before he grabbed his own boxers and did the same. Some shreds of her own panties clung to her thighs, forgotten and useless as his cock plunged inside of her pussy.

Yang’s eyes widened as she felt him just ram it inside of her. There was a shock of pain, akin to lightning hitting her, before he pulled back and rammed into her again. She bit back a cry, wrapping her arms around Junior’s body, holding them together as her tits rubbed against his bare body again.

Every time her nipples pressed against him, squished under the weight of his body, she felt another bolt of lightning hit her. Smaller, but it was still there. She felt a moan spill out from between her lips as her eyes drifted slightly.

It was hard to keep her scowling face on, so she just tried to stare past Junior. She felt her nails dig into him, but unlike her, he didn’t make a sound. There was just the wet smack of his cock inside her pussy, and her own moans.

His cock was sliding along the wet, moist walls of her womanhood and it was savagely pushing deeper with every thrust. Her mouth opened, panting, leaving itself wide open for another kiss. Junior pressed his lips against hers, letting her moan right into his mouth as her eyes rolled into her skull.

Her pussy juices were squirting out from her cunt as he fucked her. His precum was smeared along her insides, filling her as the bed groaned under them. One of Junior’s hands was on her breast, squeezing and groping it as his other hand grabbed her hair.

He pulled on it, and that made Yang burn like a fire. Her eyes flashed red, glaring a hole through him as her arms pushed them around. The two rolled over, and Yang laid on top of Junior as he tugged on her hair again, probably tearing a couple of threads out.

Yang felt her body burn with fire, before both his hands grabbed her by the hips and began to lift her up. Whatever threat was on her tongue was replaced with a loud moan, feeling his cock pistoning in and out of her.

“You’re… fucking… lucky.”

“Oh, trust me, blondie. I know,” he laughed, before he spanked her ass.

He moved her slightly on top of him, letting the tip of his dick slap against her insides. She could feel his cock colliding with her G-spot, making her moans grow louder as her pussy tightened around his dick. Her womanhood was contorting around him, becoming a perfect sheath as her hands laid on his chest.

“You’ve been moaning a lot.”

“S-shut up,” she cursed.

“Sound like a real slut.”

“Shut up!” she ordered, yet her hips kept bouncing up and down on top of him. Her fat ass smacked against his body as her moans filled the room, drool trickling down her mouth.

“You wanna cum, slut?”

She did. She really did, but she bit her lower lip as tears pooled in the corners of her eyes. She still had her dignity, she told herself, even as she bounced on his cock hard enough to break some weaker men.

His hand latched onto her tits, and his thumbs jabbed into her nipples, rolling them around as her hands fell onto his. She pushed his hands against her breasts, crimson eyes staring into the man’s smug grinning face.

Her head moved up and down, and Yang could say it was just her bouncing on his dick, but they both knew the truth.

“Say it.” He held her down, and Yang wasn’t sure how he was overpowering her. She tried to slide her pussy back up his shaft, but no. It was impossible. She was impaled on his member, like this was where she belonged, and she couldn’t pull away.

“F-f-faaah…” Her threat fell on deaf ears as her pussy quivered around his shaft, tightening and clenching around his thick rod. “Fuck…. Y-yew…”

He just laughed, lifting her up and holding her there. Her eyes widened as the member nearly slipped out of her slit. Her pussy lips quivered, barely rubbing against the head of his dick. He almost pulled her right off his shaft, and despite her wiggling body, she couldn’t slide back down onto his dick.

Yang felt her body on fire. She knew that deep down she wanted his cock, but she shook her head, trying to ignore the flame. It was getting easier for her. Moments passed as she began to come down from her ecstasy high.

Then Junior brought her back down on his cock. He fucked her once more, listening to her moans and cries as they spilled out of her mouth like her pussy juices from her cunt. He’d fuck her hard and fast, taking total control of her body, before he lifted her up once more.

He kept doing this, fucking her raw and hard and then leaving her on the verge of a climax. It was maddening for the Huntress, but she told herself she could maintain control.

Yang didn’t give him the satisfaction of begging… for a whole thirty minutes. By the end of those thirty minutes, she was riding his cock, mewling in pleasure as her tongue wriggled in the air. She was bouncing on top of him, his hands under his head as he knew he had won.

Her pussy squeezed his dick one last time as the bulbous head of his cock pressed against her womb. She let out a moaning whine, before she uttered the plea.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, please, can I cum?! Please?! I want to cum! I wanna cum so bad!” she confessed.

“Call me Master,” he ordered, and Yang obeyed. She would have called him anything just for this sweet release.

“Please, can I cum, Mast-ahhh!” He grabbed her hips and slammed the tip of his dick into her G-spot. Her eyes widened, before she let out a scream of pleasure.

She came, and the orgasm went through her body like an earthquake. Her breasts jiggled, clapping against her chest as her curvaceous figure trembled on top of him. Her pussy juices coated his crotch, covering his skin like it did her own. Her eyes stared at her Master, feeling the word bouncing around her head as he unleashed a flood of semen inside her.

His cum coated the inside of her cunt, filling her womb and spilling right out of her. She trembled on top of him, a low whimper slipping out of her mouth as her Master stroked her ass.

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Yang laid on Junior’s chest, breathing quietly after what felt like hours of sleep. Her head was so dizzy, so filled with foggy thoughts of cum and Junior’s cock. She groaned quietly, sleeping on his chest like it was a pillow as the older man scrolled through his phone.

“What perfect timing. Your mom just texted me.”

It took Yang a few seconds to comprehend those words. Her lilac eyes glanced up at Junior’s phone as she saw an image on the screen. Her eyes widened as she saw the familiar face of her mother, almost exactly the same as the pictures Yang carried with her, but… but what she was doing.

Raven exposed her breasts to the camera. She took the picture herself, showing off her large, round tits to the sender. The caption under it spelled out her and Junior’s relationship clearly as Yang’s cum filled pussy quivered.

‘Eager to see you soon, Master.’