Aria choked and gasped as she woke up from what she was sure was the most brutal beating and rape she's had this century courtesy of anyone other than Adagio. She'd been left lying on the floor of her hotel room and could still both taste the blood and semen in her mouth and feel the dull aches in her mouth, pussy, and ass from where he'd used her. And her nipples from the violent milking she'd endured. She could also smell the various fluids involved in what had just occurred. The former Siren didn't know if the pain was from her newfound frailty or the result of having encountered a shockingly strong human. She looked around the room, seeing the way it'd been torn up in the process of her misadventure, largely from her body either impacting or being shoved up against the various objects in it.
The middle sister of the Dazzlings managed to push herself up to a kneeling position, and a few minutes after doing so her vision cleared enough for her to start seeing smaller things such as the room clock, the keys to the car she stole on the way here, and... her phone! That was a very important thing to have in this situation, she thought as she stood to go get it, then was interrupted by the immediate urge to go to the bathroom and throw up. This body handles trauma about as well as it does swimming... she thought bitterly when her mind cleared enough to have such thoughts.
After rinsing her mouth out in the sink, Aria looked at herself in the mirror. The semen on her face had long since dried, as had the streaks her tears had made of her eyeliner. She was pretty sure her face at the moment was the very image of "raped the bitch out of her" and realized what she had to do. Running as quickly as she could manage without making herself puke again, she grabbed her phone, brought it back to the bathroom, and took a selfie. She was going to wash up soon and she wanted to have this evidence later.
It was at this point that Aria remembered that smartphones could also access the internet and started to use it to pull up the information she needed, but then she decided she'd be better served just using her laptop. She made her way back to the room's desk and slumped in it, pushing the portable computer far enough away that she could use it without her breasts getting in the way, and got to work. Once she found the site, she started making her post.
[4/5 Stars]
Guy was hot af and built like a tank.
Cock was great. The strangle/throatfuck combo might threaten my career, but it was the best part of the performance.
He was too GENTLE though, especially with my ass and I'm pretty sure I'll be able to walk tomorrow instead of the week I was promised. I want a revisit or a refund.
And... sent! Aria closed her laptop and stood up to take a shower. She was going to really work to get the smell of man out of her if she was going to avoid making Adagio insecure enough to try to "prove" anything or forcibly reassert her dominance like every other time Aria had any fun. The second-born absolutely loved being on the receiving end of rough sex where anything like "no" was an invitation to get rougher. But only with men, and Adagio doing it was as gross as it was humiliating. They were sisters for crying out loud! She didn't understand why Adagio didn't just stick to doing Sonata, who made no secret of wanting it. Honestly, the two of them made her sick.
The company she sent her complaint to was fast and had already sent their response by the time she'd gotten back out of the shower. Its contents filled her with first blistering rage, then confusion, then a slow creeping horror.
Dear Miss Blaze,
We're glad to have heard back from you, and that you enjoyed your Valentine's Day Special with our customer service representative. However, due to the fact that we met all of the exceedingly strident requirements put forth in your request, we will not be able to provide you with a refund, and you will have to request your next visit through normal means. He is very busy, after all, with demand for his attention being so high. Also, were it not for the particular nature of your request, we would happily have compensated you for any damages occurred to your person or the property you are responsible for. As things stand, the best we can offer is a 25% discount on our Loyalty Rewards Program if you wish to register for and make use of it. The code is provided in the attachment to this email.
Have a nice day!
-"General" Glinting Edge
Golden Guard Escort Service, LLC
Why that little- Wait... how long ago was Valentine's Day? Aria's eyes bugged out when she saw the current date. This was too much to take in at once, so Aria got dressed, then burrowed around in her bags until she found a pack of cigarettes, grabbed one and took it downstairs to the smoking area outside the lobby. At least, that was her plan until she got to said lobby and was waved down by the concierge who was accompanied by two police officers. Like her, the three of them wore ill-fitting clothes that showed off their figures and seemed liable to be shredded by a stiff breeze or any sudden movements, which were pretty much the norm in this world.
"Hello Miss Blaze! So glad to see you're alive! Whenever we get a visit from that particular... *ahem* specialist, it's always a coin toss whether he leaves behind a woman or a body." the front desk worker chirped in a tone far too cheerful for what she just implied.
"Oh please, she's clearly far too young to be paying a man for that." the blonde cop sniped, clearly (and mercifully) unaware of Aria's actual age. "Hey, did he knock you up? You know you can't use that to rope someone in his line of work into a marriage, right? Those boys have some powerful customers, and I'd hate to think what might happen to you if you inconvenienced them."
"Oh, stop it, Officer Cobbler. You know she won't know if she's pregnant for at least another week, and I'm sure she's not that dumb! Also, Miss, you've reached the end of the time you requested here with us, so if you'd like to continue your stay, you'll have to pay for an extension! Otherwise, please have your things removed from the room by noon!"
Aria nodded, having barely registered what the woman was saying as she warily eyed the cops, who snickered at her like high schoolers who knew her dirty little secret. She reddened as she learned what it felt like to be on the receiving end of that for a change. More, it was so surreal to have them called for her rather than because of her that it was another thing that she'd have to process once she got her full faculties back. She stepped outside and lit up, walking over to lean against the wall under the "No Smoking" sign as she did, even though it was actually further away than the designated smoking area. As the nicotine calmed her nerves, she started to wonder if she might catch her recent visitor on his time off.
Prism... she thought to herself. Did I just fall in love with a hooker? Am I really that pathetic?
