The Fighter Within

Carter's Play Toy

True to Carter's words, he began to move some of his clothes into Claire's closet she once shared with Daniel. Out of fear of him throwing away Daniel's things, she packed them up in boxes and hid them in the attic. Silly maybe, but she was not ready to fully remove his memory from their home. Claire lost her freedom after that night with Carter, she could only go where Carter allowed and only with the people he allowed. Carter even placed a GPS tracker inside Claire's car. However, Claire did not know about it. Carter didn't spend every night with Claire. That would take away his fun with women, who would gladly enjoy the rough s*x that Carter was into. So, true to Carter fashion, while Claire was at work one evening, Carter went to the warehouse where all the mafia men went when they needed to distress, as they called it. Carter had his usual, a curvy red head with too much make-up and majority naked. She sat on the bed patiently waiting for Carter to do his will to her. Unlike Claire, the red head liked everything Carter did to her even though it was painful. "Master what brings you to me this evening?" said the red head. Carter wasted no time and grabbed her by the hair, forcing her down on her knees and taking in a full mouth of his d**k. The difference was that with Claire the roughness made her cry and nervious. With this chick, she enjoyed it, she gladly took any s****l attention Carter gave her and that is why she was his favorite. Now I know what you're thinking, this is a form of s*x trafficking, but these women were specifically willing to join the mafia to keep the men entertained or whatever they decided. These women were very taking care of and had top-tier medical care along with almost anything they wanted. Most of these women did not want a true 9-5 job, and being a prostitute on the street was not a way to live, so they came here.

Carter f****d the red head's mouth so hard she started to lose her balance on her knees, but he didn't care. Carter was a monster in the bedroom and out on the street. He had a reputation for being a massive asshole with no feelings, which is why no one understood why he was so interested in Claire. Claire is a kind and gentle soul who would give her life for her children. Carter wouldn't take a bullet for anyone. In fact, he is the type to shoot someone just for annoying him. Carter releases all his pre c*m in the red head's mouth and feels relieved, but he is not finished with her. "Get up," Carter says to the red head and her points her to the sofa chair. Carter sits down and removes his pants, shoes, and shirt, while the red head smiles in excitement and grabs a condom for Carter. The red head walks over towards Carter, swinging her hips in front of him. "f**k me like your life depends on it." Carter says in a husky voice to her while placing the condom on his d**k. Carter slaps her ass so hard it leaves a handprint on her ass, then he grabs her hips and slams her body down on his d**k in such a fast and rough motion that the red head screams. That's how Carter likes it, rough and hard. "Oh my God Carter!" She screams as she bounces on him. Carter is so pleased with her movements that he rewards her by grabbing her breasts and sucking them. "Keep going, I didn't say stop." Carter tells her between sucking her breasts and biting them. Carter bites the red head's breast hard enough to leave teeth imprints on her, but she doesn't care the s*x is too good for her to care. Carter has had enough of the red head's motions and now wants to take control of the situation. "Get on all fours now!" Carter demands after the red head has caught her breath. Once the red head was in place, Carter wasted no time slamming his d**k inside her. "Oh f**k yes!" Carter said in a husky voice. This makes the red head scream in approval. Carter slaps her ass once more as he pumps in and out of her. Carter grabs a fist full of her long red head and yanks her head to face him. She moans in approval of everything he does to her and Carter smiles in approval. Carter is so rough with his hand in her hair that the red head starts to get a headache. "f**k scream my name b***h!" Carter yells as he pounds into her harder and harder. "CARTER. s**t!" the red head screams. Everyone who comes to the warehouse is well aware of what happens here and all the rooms, which are built like hotel-style rooms, are sound-proof, so anyone outside a room can not hear what is being done in the room next to them. Carter cums inside the condom he slid on before they started. Carter slaps the red head's one final time before getting up and heading to the shower. She moans in response to his action.

Carter is known in the mafia as a playboy. He only wants something to play with, but the reality of him setting down and creating a family is not likely. Most of the women in the mafia know this, and they are fine with it. When events or important meetings happen, Carter usually takes the red head or another chick he has a s****l relationship with because those women know how to behave in a setting like that. Men in the mafia just want something to look at that doesn't speak and women like the red head know how to do just that. Carter finishes his shower in about 15 minutes. He really only needs to get the s*x smell off of him, so Claire doesn't find out. Not that he cares at this point, but he does it. Reaching for his phone, he sees a message from Dom, who he sent to watch Claire while she was working. "That little b***h!" Carter said, reading the message on his screen. Carter puts on his jacket and leaves without saying anything to the red head and that is just how their relationship works. Carter comes, he f***s then leaves. Simple just how he likes it. Carter speeds down the road to the bar that Claire works at. He doesn't even pay action to the surrounding traffic, but he doesn't have to. The mafia pay off the local sheriff's office. So no one in the mafia can ever really get into trouble. Claire, however, is about to feel the wrath of Carter, and she doesn't even know why.