Survival Of The Game

What The Heck?

Jack approached the exit and as he left, he saw a lady being chained down to be f****d by a man. The buyer who bought her for the night.

Mike's business is a type of s*x club business where he hires girls to satisfy guys with high hormones secretion in their blood. The ladies sell themselves for the night to their buyers.

Sometimes one would be bought by three guys, making it group s*x. They would f**k her till they were satisfied which usually takes about 2-3hours.

As he was stepping out, he heard the loud moan of a lady being f****d and used forcefully. Three huge men grabbed her legs and tied them up to a pole. Her breast was tied up as they spread her legs widely.

She was being f****d from every side. From her p***y to her ass. With their immense pressure, she moan out loudly.

Some of the ladies prefer group s*x and being f****d forcefully. It is a complete turn-on for them.

Jack successfully came out without being lured or turned on.

After getting the money, he was bouncing off the walls. First person on his list was Ella. Making sure she goes back to school.

Jack arrived home, as he began giving a joyful signal from the road, waving his cap and smiling. His face beaming with happiness.

“Hey bro, what's up?,” Ella asked curiously as she stepped out to get something only to see her brother radiating.

"Hey, it's nothing sis. Get ready you are going back to school tomorrow."

Dropping the paperbag on the ground she leapt and hugged him. "Really?," Her eyebrows horizontally raised and wrinkles appeared on her forehead as her jaw slack in suprise.

"Yes, so go and prepare your things," he responded.

"And yeah..." he called out as she was about to rush to her room.

"The vendor won't disturb you anymore. I already settled the bills."

"Hmmm..." she nodded.

"Wait bro, where did you get so much money from? How did you get the money?," she creased, thinking of how.

"Hey, Ella that's not your business . Ain't you going back to school anymore?" He asked abruptly.

"Sure I want to, but... Bro just be fine" she lectured before she headed to her room.

Walking into her small rectangular shaped room, she took out her uniform to iron. Although she washed it the very day she was driven away from school by her wicked principal.

After taking Ella's school fee payments from the fund, he calculated the remaining money and realized that the money left isn't enough to last them for even a week.

Cause he already paid the bills. He still needed to get lot of things like foodstuffs. He felt suffocated staying in the room so he stood up to leave the house.

“Ella, I'll be back! I just want to get something,” he told her. As he walked out with no place in mind, he passed the betting store. He stood and looked at the betting arena.

Though he bets in the past but that was only when he has the money to do so. He felt his pocket and thought that if he bets with this remaining money, he might lose and regret betting. So he just turned around and left.

He was about to walk back to his house when there was nothing to do and nowhere to go, but he suddenly caught sight of a girl crying beside the lonely roadside. A little young boy is beside her obviously trying to console her.

They are surrounded with few shabby looking bags. Jack knows he should probably ignore and walk home but something about the girl wouldn't let him just leave them.

He walked to her and bent down in front of her. Looking at her, he realized she is not as young as he thought. She should probably only be a year or two years younger than him.

“Hey miss, are you okay?,” he asked her.

“Do I look like I'm okay?,” she retorted making him swallow his words at the bossy tone she used to reply him. She has quite a sharp tongue.

Jack, what do you expect her to say? You saw someone crying and you are asking if she's okay. Of course she's not okay.

“Let me try again since you didn't take the first question well. I wanted to say miss, what's wrong? Why are you crying?,” he asked her.

Jane finally looked up at him. Her wet face looking delicate and small. She stared at him warily wondering if she should tell him the main reason why she's crying or not.

Before she could answer, her little brother already spoke up,“That wicked woman threw us out of the house.” He said with such serious, angry face that looked quite adorable.

Jack suppressed the urge to laugh. “Which wicked woman?,” he asked, trying to touch the boy but his sister blocked him from touching the boy as she looked at him with a guarded look.

She turned to reprimand her brother,“Joe, what did I always tell you? Don't talk to people you don't know?” She completely ignored the fact that Jack is right in front of her.

“But Jane, this mister looks nice,” her brother answered and Jack looked at her. So her name is Jane.

“They all look nice. You never know what evil thoughts they have in mind,” she told him. Jack couldn't help but chuckle quietly. Is she referring to him? Why does he feel like she is talking from experience?

And he is right cause she is indeed talking from experience. Jack didn't want to waste anymore time because Ella might start to worry of where he had gone so he dipped his hands into her pocket hoping to give them out of the little money he has left.

What he didn't expect was that he actually brought out most of the money with him and when he finally realized, it was too late. Jane looked at the money notes the guy dropped and stared at his departing figure.

What the heck? Do they look like beggars?