Chapter 633: This is the new price - r18

"Nooo....."

Valeria made a sound somewhere between a gasp and a whimper, her hands clenching into the velvet sofa cushions.

"So here’s the new price," Julian continued, his fingers tracing along her exposed slit. "I’m going to take you right here, right now, in front of all these people. And you’re going to let me. You’re going to submit completely. And in exchange..."

He pulled out a pouch and tossed it onto the table beside them. It landed with a heavy clink.

"That’s twenty gold," Julian said. "More than you’d make in half a year. But you earn it by giving me exactly what I want, exactly how I want it, with no more protests or attempts to control the situation."

Valeria stared at the pouch. Twenty gold. That was... that was extraordinary. That was life-changing money.

But to earn it like this, in front of everyone...

"I..." she started but trailed off as Julian’s finger pushed inside her, finding her embarrassingly wet despite her objections.

"Your body has already decided," Julian observed, pumping his finger slowly. "It doesn’t care about your reputation or your professional protocols. It just wants to be filled, to be used, to be satisfied."

He added a second finger, and Valeria’s hips pushed back involuntarily, seeking more.

"Twenty gold," Julian repeated. "To let me take you here and now. To let everyone watch as you surrender completely. To accept that tonight, you’re not the one in control—I am."

Valeria’s breathing was ragged, her mind at war with her body. The professional side screamed that this was wrong, but her body... gods, her body was screaming for him to continue, to stop talking and just take her already.

And twenty gold...

"Do we have a deal?" Julian asked, pulling his fingers out. "Or should I take my money and my interest elsewhere?"

Around them, the lounge had gone completely silent. Everyone was watching now, waiting to see how this would play out.

Several of the other workers were staring with a mixture of shock and envy. The clients looked fascinated, some clearly aroused by the display. Even Josh, the waiter, had stopped pretending to work and was openly watching from across the room.

Valeria closed her eyes.

Twenty gold.

For one night of humiliation.

For letting this stranger dominate her publicly.

Her hands relaxed slightly on the sofa cushions.

"Yes," she whispered, so quietly it was almost inaudible.

"Louder," Julian commanded. "Everyone should hear your agreement."

Valeria’s face burned hotter, but she forced her voice to carry.

"Yes," she said more clearly. "We have a deal. Twenty gold. You can... you can take me here. However you want." `

"Good girl," Julian murmured, and despite everything, those words sent a pulse of pleasure through Valeria’s core.

She heard the sound of fabric rustling and suddenly felt something thick pressing against her entrance.

"Everyone’s watching," Julian said, loud enough for nearby tables to hear. "They’re going to see exactly how thoroughly I use you. And tomorrow, when you see them again, they’ll remember this moment. Remember seeing you bent over and taken like a common whore."

His words should have been devastating, but combined with the pressure of his cock beginning to push inside her, they somehow only heightened Valeria’s arousal.

"Please," she heard herself whimper, no longer even sure what she was begging for.

Julian gripped her hips firmly and thrust forward, burying himself completely inside her in one smooth motion.

"Ahhhh... wai— wait." Valeria cried out.

He was big. Bigger than she’d expected. And hard as steel, stretching her in ways that bordered on pain.

"Everyone heard that," Julian whispered, beginning to move with slow thrusts. "They know exactly how good this feels for you."

His pace increased, and his hips slapped against her ass with sounds that were obscenely loud in the quiet room. Each thrust drove Valeria forward slightly, her breasts threatening to spill completely out of her corset with the motion.

She tried to stay quiet and tried to maintain some dignity, but it was impossible. Julian’s cock hit something inside her with each stroke, something that made sparks shoot through her nervous system.

"That’s it," Julian encouraged, one hand leaving her hip to tangle in her long dark hair, pulling her head back slightly. "Let them hear you. Let them know how thoroughly you’re being used."

Across the room, one of the clients had pulled one of the other workers onto his lap, clearly aroused by the display and unable to wait for privacy. Another couple had disappeared into one of the curtained cabins.

The public display had transformed the atmosphere of the entire lounge.

Julian’s free hand reached around her body, finding her clit and applying pressure. The dual stimulation was overwhelming.

"No, no, not yet," Valeria gasped, recognizing the signs of approaching orgasm. "Too soon, I can’t—"

"You can," Julian countered, his rhythm increasing further. "You will. Right here, right now, in front of all these people. You’re going to cum on my cock while they watch."

"Please," Valeria whimpered, though whether she was begging him to stop or to continue wasn’t clear even to herself.

The pressure built impossibly higher, her entire body tensing, pleasure coiling tighter and tighter in her core.

"Cum," Julian commanded, his voice firm and absolute. "Now."

And impossibly, as if her body recognized his authority and obeyed without consultation with her mind, Valeria came.

The orgasm ripped through her with devastating intensity, making her cry out loudly enough that even people on other floors probably heard. Her inner walls clenched rhythmically around Julian’s cock, her whole body shaking with the force of her release.

Through the haze of pleasure, she was distantly aware of the reactions around the room—gasps, murmurs, a few scattered applause, and the sounds of others giving in to their own arousal inspired by the display.

However, Julian didn’t slow down and didn’t give her any recovery time. He just continued his relentless pace, driving her through the orgasm and immediately toward another peak.

"No, too much, I can’t—" Valeria babbled, overwhelmed by sensation.

"You can," Julian repeated. "And you will. Again and again. Until I’m satisfied. That was the deal, wasn’t it? However I want?"

His hand released her hair only to deliver a sharp slap to her ass.

Valeria sobbed from the pain. She had never been taken like this, never been so thoroughly dominated.