Master of Lust

Chapter - 138

Rick swung open the door with a dramatic bang, holding the tray filled with alcohol and drugs clutched tightly in his hand. His intention was to confront Roy, but what he stumbled upon was a scene that left him utterly stunned. The tray in his hands almost slipped away, spilling the alcohol and drugs, as he took in the shocking sight before him.

The room was a total madness pit, a crazy scene that made Rick seriously reconsider some of his life choices. Smoke, a mix of cigarette and vape clouds, practically punched him in the face as he walked in. It was like a sizzling concoction of smells competing for attention.

Around a dozen people were crammed into the place, all wrapped up in this wild, hedonistic display. It wasn't just your regular chaos – it was a full-blown carnival of indulgence.

The smell was so strong it hit Rick like a freight train. He stood there, eyes wide, taking in the whole debauchery unraveling before him.

All those in the room were tangled up in an orgy that could give the wildest fantasies a run for their money. Bodies were just going nuts, a crazy dance of pleasure. Moans and the sound of skin smacking together created this bizarre symphony in the air.

On beds scattered around, the girls lay with their asses up in the air, and the guys were riding the enthusiasm train like there was no tomorrow. It was like a scene out of a wild dream or a not-so-family-friendly carnival, but there they were, living it up in all its chaotic glory.

With their asses pointed upward, the rhythmic sounds of bodies colliding creating an almost surreal soundtrack. Naked bodies intertwined, riding the waves of ecstasy like crazed rabbits in a mating ritual.

In the midst of the madness, Roy stood out. He was at the center of the room, locked in a passionate embrace with a naked girl. The girl lay beneath him, their bodies moving with unrestrained vigor

Roy had a wild look in his eyes, with his cock moving inside the girl's pussy, Rick could see Roy thrusting vigorously, grunting every time he pushed his cock inside the girl. Their bodies moved with fervor, His balls slapping against the girls pussy the room filled with slapping sounds of their bodies.

But what caught Rick off guard was the additional layer of intensity – a boy embraced Roy from behind, their lips locked in a frenetic kiss and the boy's hands roaming freely over Roy's body.

Rick's eyes widened, a mixture of shock and disbelief washing over him. The room seemed to pulsate with the intensity of the scene unfolding before his eyes. He cursed under his breath, struggling to comprehend the sheer audacity of the situation.

"What the…" Rick cursed under his breath. His voice barely audible over all the moaning and grunting of pleasure surrounding him. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the spectacle, the tray in his hand forgotten for a moment.

Rick stood frozen in his spot, the shock of the wild scene unfolding in front of him slowly giving way to a surreal sense of horror. The room, filled with writhing bodies and the thick haze of smoke, seemed like a decadent nightmare that defied all reason. The shock and disbelief held him in place for a moment, unsure of how to react to the unexpected revelation.

It took Rick a few breaths to regain his composure, but as he did, his eyes met Roy's. The moment of recognition on Roy's face was unmistakable. The intense make-out session with the boy came to an abrupt halt as Roy broke the kiss, squinting through the haze to get a clearer view of the uninvited guest.

Roy's brow furrowed in a drunken frown as he tried to process the unexpected intrusion. "Who the fuck are you, and what the hell are you doing here?" he slurred, his eyes struggling to focus on Rick.

Rick, still holding the tray filled with alcohol and drugs, couldn't help but revel in the chaos he had unintentionally unleashed. He smirked as Roy cursed, seemingly too inebriated to recognize him. The irony wasn't lost on Rick – Roy, the orchestrator of this debaucherous gathering, now flustered by an unexpected visitor.

Roy's blurry gaze squinted even further as he attempted to focus on Rick. "You, hurry up and close that damn door. And where's the fucking drug? Move it!" Roy's tone conveyed a sense of urgency, his irritation escalating.

Roy's irritation escalated as he saw the tray in Rick's hands. "Hurry up you idiot! And bring me that drug. Pronto!"

Rick's smile widened as he began to play along with the charade. With deliberate slowness, he closed the door behind him, taking measured steps toward Roy. The room, a kaleidoscope of entangled limbs and hedonistic fervor, seemed oblivious to Rick's presence.

Roy, still caught in a haze of intoxication, failed to register Rick's face. The urgency and irritation in Roy's voice only fueled Rick's amusement. He took a moment to savor the chaos, the surrealness of the situation hitting him like a tidal wave.

As he approached Roy, the room's occupants were too engrossed in their own pleasures to pay any attention to the unassuming interloper. Rick marveled at the fact that he could be a fly on the wall, witnessing the debauchery without being noticed.

Rick, still smiling, slowly approached Roy, navigating through the tangled bodies of the orgy. The room was a cacophony of moans, laughs, and the occasional slap of flesh on flesh. Roy's request for the drug only added to the bizarre nature of the encounter.

Roy, oblivious to Rick's true identity, gestured impatiently for the drugs. "Hurry up, you fucking moron! I don't have all night."

Rick chuckled inwardly, reveling in the irony. "Sure thing, boss. Here you go." He handed the tray to Roy, who eagerly took it without a second glance.

Roy's attention quickly shifted back to the ongoing spectacle in the room. "Now, get lost. We're in the middle of something here.

Roy, now armed with the bottle of rum and a packet of drugs from the tray, didn't waste any time in expressing his desire for Rick to leave. His movements were harsh, his words even harsher, as he gestured for Rick to vacate the room.

Rick, unfazed, took a step back, observing the chaotic scene unfolding before him. Roy, clearly inebriated, his body wobbling under the influence of alcohol, wasted no time in cracking open the bottle of rum with a force that suggested a desperate need for escape.

Wasting no time, Roy put the bottle in his mouth, drinking directly from the bottle.

As the liquid amber poured down his throat in one continuous gulp, the burn leaving a trail of heat in its wake. Watching the audacity with Roy gulped the Rum, Rick couldn't help but feel a twinge of burn in his own throat. Just witnessing it made Rick feel the goosebumps.

The party raged on, the room pulsating with an intoxicating mix of music, moans, and the heady scent of smell. Roy took a big mouthful of Rum before tossing the bottle on the bed as he licked his lips in satisfaction.

The room seemed to spin as Roy, with shaky fingers now attempting to tear open the sachet of drugs.

Roy, now lost in the haze of indulgence, attempted to open the sachet of drugs with trembling fingers. Each failed attempt only fueled his frustration, and Rick found himself caught between amusement and concern.

After a few fumbling tries, Roy finally managed to tear the sachet open, and the white powder scattered across the bed. The white powder coated not only Roy's shaky hands but also the naked back and ass of the girl in front of him. The room was filled with a potent mixture of arousal and chemical stimulation.

Roy, like a man possessed, in a manner leaned forward with the hunger of a starving beggar stumbling upon a long-awaited meal,dived forward, as he put his hand over her bare ass cheeks and buried his face between between her ass cheeks.

His tongue darted out, licking and sniffing the spilled drug from the girl's naked asshole. The unexpected act sent a shiver down Rick's spine, a mix of shock and disbelief. Roy began licking and sniffing like a hungry dog, not caring if Rick was still there or not watching him.

The white powder had covered the girl's whole backside, from her back to her asshole. And Roy was in no mood to leave a single trace of his white powder.

"Ahh!!" The girl, seemingly unperturbed by the unconventional turn of events, moaned in response to Roy's vigorous actions. Her body trembled, and she clutched the sheets beneath her, lost in the throes of ecstasy. Rick couldn't help but cringe at the spectacle, unsure whether to intervene or retreat from the surreal scene.

But there was no doubt that scene in front of him however cringe and unsavory it was. Rick could feel the boner in his pants get hard. It was like the best seat in a live-action porn where every fetish was being satisfied.

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