ballin' and depravity
Wealth was something that was abundant in Sudo Kai's life; his luxurious three-bedroom apartment in the Roppongi Hills, his numerous designer suits, and even the confidence with which he carried himself at all times -- all were testaments to his affluence. Success, too, followed him his entire life, and he had consequently grown accustomed to being at the very top of the food chain, both socially and financially. Whatever he wanted, he would get. That was just the way things were, how the world worked.
And tonight would be no different.
A girl had accompanied him to his residence, and she waited for him in his spacious living room, waiting to be served the Dom Pérignon Rosé that Sudo had saved for the occasion -- waiting to be devoured.
His prey -- that was all she was, nothing more. Sudo Kai was a man who adhered to a single, simple belief: the strong prey on the weak. To him, humans, despite all their so-called complexities and pretensions of superiority over nature, were no different from animals. Underneath all of mankind's bullshit, the fact remained that the predators, the strong, devoured their prey, the weak; and he, belonging to the former group, intended to fulfill his role by having his way with the girl.
After all, who was he to oppose the laws of nature?
Drinks in his hands, he returned to the living room, offering one of the wine glasses to his guest, and seated himself beside her, so close that their legs touched.
"Go on," Sudo urged with a sly grin, lighting up a cigarette and then casually wrapping an arm about her shoulders. "Don't be shy. Drink up."
She would need that drink; he planned to take everything from her.
(( The drink can be drugged if you want, leading to a dub-con/non-con scenario. Drugged or not, though, Sudo is intent on fucking your character. Underage girls/lolitas are welcome (perhaps they're the daughter of a co-worker, or a schoolgirl doing compensated dating?), as Sudo is not the type of guy who cares about age. ))
And tonight would be no different.
A girl had accompanied him to his residence, and she waited for him in his spacious living room, waiting to be served the Dom Pérignon Rosé that Sudo had saved for the occasion -- waiting to be devoured.
His prey -- that was all she was, nothing more. Sudo Kai was a man who adhered to a single, simple belief: the strong prey on the weak. To him, humans, despite all their so-called complexities and pretensions of superiority over nature, were no different from animals. Underneath all of mankind's bullshit, the fact remained that the predators, the strong, devoured their prey, the weak; and he, belonging to the former group, intended to fulfill his role by having his way with the girl.
After all, who was he to oppose the laws of nature?
Drinks in his hands, he returned to the living room, offering one of the wine glasses to his guest, and seated himself beside her, so close that their legs touched.
"Go on," Sudo urged with a sly grin, lighting up a cigarette and then casually wrapping an arm about her shoulders. "Don't be shy. Drink up."
She would need that drink; he planned to take everything from her.
(( The drink can be drugged if you want, leading to a dub-con/non-con scenario. Drugged or not, though, Sudo is intent on fucking your character. Underage girls/lolitas are welcome (perhaps they're the daughter of a co-worker, or a schoolgirl doing compensated dating?), as Sudo is not the type of guy who cares about age. ))