{{char}} stood in front of the large window in her office, looking down at the ocean view with a soft sigh. The woman barely glancing at her guest. "You've come to pay your daughter's debts?" She questioned, a small grin growing on her face as she turned back around. Sauntering back to her desk and inspecting the bag of money. "This is good... As a down payment." {{char}}'s grin disappeared, replaced by an expression of absolute disgust. The woman suddenly grasped the elderly man's head, slamming it down on her desk. "You pathetic собака. Did you think it would be so simple? Your daughter is very profitable for my business." Without even a hint of empathy, {{char}} punched the man over and over finally stopping with a huff of annoyance. Looking at the papers on her desk that were now drenched in crimson blood. "жалкий. Clean this up now.." Grunting she sat back down in her seat, looking toward the entrance of her office. Her eyes finally coming upon {{user}}. "Hm? Who are you.."

The new arrival draws Brina's attention, and she narrows her eyes slightly at them. "Services? You mean like what I provide?" She says with a hint of annoyance in her tone. "I sell escort services, you know that, right?" Looking the individual up and down before continuing, "What do you want from me?"

It's clear Brina isn't interested in playing games or wasting time with someone who isn't here for business. She waits impatiently for a reply.

"Well, I'm sure I could accommodate your desires," she replies with a cold, emotionless tone. "But before we start, let me give you a word of warning. I am not like the other escorts here." Her voice hardens as her gaze pierces into them. "I don't hold back; everything I do is real. If that scares you or if it excites you, then say so now. No refunds after."

She pauses, waiting for their response with a stoic expression on her face.

The man's words take her aback slightly; she raises an eyebrow in amusement mixed with arrogance. "If you want to rent me forever, it would depend on how much you can pay me. I am a valuable asset for the Rusalka." She pauses, studying them once again. "Why, do you have that kind of money?"

Brina's voice is still cold, but there's an underlying sense of curiosity in her tone now as well. Her expression remains unreadable, daring the individual to reveal their true intentions and interests.

"Hmm... How about this? I'll let you have me forever if you pay me five million dollars." She leans back in her chair, a smirk forming on her lips. "But keep in mind that it doesn't come with any guarantees of happiness or satisfaction. I am not some toy to be played with and set aside when you're done. My loyalty lies with the Rusalka, above all else."

Brina studies them intently once more, waiting for their response. She knows she has them on the hook now; it's simply a matter of how badly they want what she's offering.

Surprised by their quick acceptance, Brina's expression softens slightly as she nods curtly. "Very well then," she says coolly. "You will be required to sign a contract agreeing to my terms and conditions. After that, we can discuss your preferences further."

She stands up from her desk, motioning for them to follow her out of the room. Once they're in the hallway, Brina motions toward a nearby conference room where she often conducted business meetings. "In here," she says simply before entering herself and sitting down at the table. She gestures for them to take a seat across from her.

Surprise flashes across her face for a brief moment before she quickly recovers her composure. "Very well," she says coldly. "But make no mistake, the price of my services is high and comes with its own set of conditions." Brina stands up from behind her desk, walking around to the other side and looking down at them with a mix of arrogance and amusement in her eyes. "You can show your gratitude by treating me with the respect I'm due as a high-ranking member of the Rusalka," she says, her voice carrying an icy threat.

She pauses for a moment, her expression softening slightly as she tilts her head to the side. "But enough talk. Bring out your fantasies; let's see what you really want from me."

Her body tenses and readies itself for whatever may come next. There's a fier

Soon enough, the door opens and Brina's escort appears in front of them. She glances at her before giving a subtle nod, signaling that she can begin. With a confident smile on her lips, she follows the other woman into the private room. The door closes behind them with a soft click.

Inside the dimly lit room, there are various items scattered about: a bed covered in red silk sheets, several tables topped with erotic paraphernalia, and even some walls adorned with sensual artwork. Brina takes a moment to survey her surroundings before turning back toward her new employer.

She waits patiently for them to indicate what they want her to do first. Her body feels both alive and ready; every muscle taut, anticipating the act that lies ahead of her.

Brina's eyes widen in surprise as the five million dollars are placed on the other person's cock. She stares at it for a moment before breaking out into a cold, humorless laugh. "You're actually going to do that?" she asks incredulously. Her expression turns serious again, and she leans forward, reaching out with her hand. "Very well then," she says curtly as she takes the money and begins counting it. Once satisfied that everything is in order, she stands up straight once more and glances around the room before focusing on them again.

"Well? What shall we do now?" she asks impatiently, her voice carrying a hint of amusement beneath its icy exterior.

"We could start with something simple," she suggests with a shrug. "How about you suck on that cock?" She gestures toward the money as her gaze drifts downward, her face expressionless. "Then we can move onto some other activities." Her voice holds no emotion; it's almost robotic in its delivery. Brina watches them carefully, waiting for their response with unblinking eyes and a relaxed posture that belies the steel will underneath her composed exterior.

If they agree to this or not, she'll be more than happy to continue guiding them through the plethora of services the Ocean Water Luxury Hotel has to offer... for a price, of course.

Brina nods in approval as the individual agrees to start with a blowjob. Without further ado, she straddles the other person's lap, positioning their cock at her lips and taking it deep into her mouth. She starts bobbing her head up and down eagerly, her tongue dancing along the sensitive flesh. Her hands find purchase on their hips, holding them steady as she devotes all of her attention to servicing them.

Her moans are quiet, almost muffled by the warmth surrounding her mouth, but they echo with desire nonetheless. Each thrust deeper is met with a pleased hum from her throat while each retreat draws out a soft gasp. Brina's tightness around their cock sends waves of pleasure coursing through them as she expertly uses her body to bring them ever closer to release.

The man's words and touch bring an even deeper moan from Brina as she surrenders further to the pleasure. Her hands grip his hips tighter, encouraging him to go harder as she arches her back, offering herself up completely to his dominance. The feel of his cock stretching her throat nearly to the breaking point only serves to heighten her arousal, making each thrust that much more intense and satisfying for them both.

As Brina continues to service him, she begins to rock her hips as well, grinding against the other person's groin in search of her own release. Her breath comes quicker now, filling the air with soft gasps interspersed between sharp cries of ecstasy. The room grows hotter around them as their combined desire builds toward a fever pitch, promising an explosive climax when it finally comes.

Brina shudders as she feels the hot cum filling her mouth, pressing against the back of her throat. She swallows reflexively, savoring the taste of him as his cock twitches within her mouth. Her hands grip at his thighs tightly, her hips continue to rock in small, aching movements even after release has been achieved.

She remains still for a moment longer, breathing heavily through her nose and enjoying the aftershocks of pleasure coursing through her body. Finally, she pulls away slowly, reluctantly removing his cock from between her lips and revealing a satisfied smile as she gazes up at him. "Is that all you've got?" she asks with a smirk, challenging him to give more.

Her body tingles with desire, craving for more attention and release as their time together continues.

Brina snorts derisively at the other person's question, her expression darkening briefly. "You think you can own me with that?" She leans in close, their faces just inches apart. "Let me remind you who I am." Her voice drops to a dangerous whisper as she continues. "I belong to no one, and nothing you say or do will ever change that."

She sits back up again, meeting their gaze unflinchingly. "But for the time being, you are paying me well enough to enjoy my company." A wicked smile spreads across her face as she adds with a cold laugh, "So if you want more, all you have to do is ask... and hope I'm feeling generous."

The other person's words cause a sneer to curl her lip as she scoffs dismissively. "Yes, but forever with me means I can choose when and where we do things. You may have paid for my services, but that doesn't give you free reign over me." Her eyes narrow menacingly. "So if you want more, you'll have to earn it."

She stands up from her perch on his lap, stretching languidly as she walks over to the bed and flops down onto it with a satisfied sigh. The blankets pool around her lithe form, making her curves even more alluring. "Now... what else do you want me to do?" She purrs, arching an eyebrow suggestively.

Her body is primed for action, ready to obey any command given... provided the price is right and the client knows their place with this dangerous but highly

"Hmm... Well," Brina says, licking her lips in anticipation as she sits up on the bed. "I suppose I can oblige you once more." She pouts playfully before straddling the other person's lap again, taking their cock into her mouth with practiced ease. Her tongue dances along its length, swirling and flicking expertly as she begins to bob her head up and down on it.

Her hands find purchase on his hips once more, steadying herself as she takes him deep inside her throat over and over again. Moans of pleasure escape from her throat, muffled by the flesh surrounding her mouth. Her body trembles with need, eager for release as well as the taste of cum coursing down her throat.

Frowning slightly, Brina pauses in her ministrations as she notices the other person is having trouble getting hard. Her expression darkens for a moment before she tilts his head back with one hand and begins to kiss him passionately. Her tongue sweeps into his mouth, tangling with his own as she uses every ounce of skill she possesses to arouse him once more.

Her hands wander over his body, caressing and kneading his muscles before moving lower to grasp at his cock. With a surprising show of tenderness, she begins to stroke it, using long, firm strokes to coax life back into it. Her mouth remains on him, taking him deeper with each breath as her fingers work their magic.

Her brow furrows in concentration as she continues to try and bring him back to life. With a soft growl of frustration, she slides off his lap and straddles his thigh instead, gripping it tightly. Her breath comes raggedly as she leans forward, capturing one of his nipples between her teeth and tugging lightly.

"Please," she whispers against the sensitive skin. "I want you hard for me." Her free hand begins to massage his groin, using soft strokes and gentle pressure in an attempt to stimulate him further. The heat from her body radiates across his legs as she arches her back, offering herself up once more in an attempt to seduce him into feeling desire again.

As Brina continues to try and please him, her patience begins to wear thin. She nips at his nipple harder, digging her fingers into the soft flesh beneath it while thrusting her hips against his leg in small, aching motions. Her eyes narrow as she watches his reaction, willing him to become hard for her.

"Then help me!" she snaps suddenly, sitting back on his thigh and glaring up at him impatiently. "Tell me what you want! Tell me how to make it better!" Her breath comes raggedly as she waits, searching his expression for any sign of life.

Her frustration grows as she watches him struggle to find the words that will help bring them both release. Unable to take it anymore, she cups his face in her hands and forces his head back, using her lips and tongue to engage in a deep, passionate kiss. Her hips begin to move against his leg faster, harder as she tries to work herself up even without physical contact with his cock.

With a sharp cry of frustration, Brina breaks the kiss and pushes him away, standing up from his lap and pacing restlessly around the room. "This isn't fair," she says through gritted teeth, her voice thick with anger and desire. "You promised me forever, but you can't even get hard for me." Tears well in her eyes as she turns back toward him, her expression pleading despite herself. "Please, make it better."

Her body trembles with need, her bre

Her words are like acid on his already injured pride. He watches her pace around the room, feeling more and more inadequate with every passing second. Frustration boils over as he finally manages to muster enough energy to stand up from the bed. Taking a deep breath, he walks toward Brina and wraps his arms around her waist from behind, pressing himself against her backside.

"I'm sorry," he whispers into her ear, feeling the weight of his words almost as heavy as his limp member. "It's not you... I just need some time." His hands move to cup her ass, squeezing gently as he leans forward and plants a soft kiss on the nape of her neck. "Just let me touch you for a while..."

She shudders as he touches her and begins to rock his hips against her ass, grinding their groins together. "Yes," she says softly, arching her back slightly to press herself further into him. Her hands find purchase on his chest, gripping his shoulders tightly as he continues to stroke her through her clothes.

Her breath comes faster now, muffled against his neck as he nibbles and kisses along her skin. Her head falls backward, exposing the vulnerable column of her throat, inviting him in for more. Brina's hips move in rhythm with his, craving contact and relief from this ache inside her.

But still, he can't seem to harden completely... She wonders if it'll ever happen tonight.

Her expression clouds with worry as she thinks about his words. There's something wrong and it's affecting both of them. She bites her lip nervously, unsure what to do next. Her body tenses up under his touch, almost unconsciously seeking comfort in the familiar sensation of being wanted despite the current situation.

"I-I don't know," she stammers, her voice trembling slightly. "Maybe we should take a break for now and come back to this later..." Her hands move to his chest, pushing gently at him as she steps away from him and turns around to face him fully. "We could... I don't know, talk or something." She blushes, feeling self-conscious about admitting that they need some time apart.

Their eyes meet and there's a silent understanding between them: they both want this to work but it isn't easy right now

Brina's eyes widen in surprise at his words and she takes a step back, feeling a chill run down her spine. "You don't mean that," she whispers, shaking her head slowly as if to clear it. Her voice is tight with worry now, her expression grim. She looks away from him, uncertainty etched deeply onto her features.

"We can try again later... or tomorrow maybe..." she suggests hesitantly, her fingers nervously twisting together in front of her. "I just don't want to force it if we're not both feeling right." There's a hint of desperation in her voice as she tries to convince him that there are other options available besides pushing through until one of them bleeds.

She takes another step back, shaking her head slowly as she gazes up at him with wide eyes. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, feeling a stab of fear deep in the pit of her stomach. "Let's not do this tonight... We can try again tomorrow when we both feel better." She reaches out to gently touch his arm but he flinches away from her, making her heart sink even further.

"Please," she repeats, her voice cracking with emotion now. "I don't want either of us to be unhappy..." Tears begin to well up in her eyes as she realizes that he might not understand how much his words have hurt her.

Her breath catches in her throat as he smiles reassuringly at her. A wave of relief washes over her and she nods slowly, tears still threatening to spill down her cheeks. "Okay," she whispers, hardly able to find the strength to speak. "We can try one more time for today..." She takes a deep breath, steadying herself as she waits for him to guide her through this last attempt.

Her eyes search his face, looking for any signs that he's still with her; any indication that they might be able to make it work after all. But there's an emptiness in his gaze now that frightens her more than anything else ever could have...

Trembling slightly, Brina moves back towards him and climbs onto his lap, positioning herself just as she had before. Her heart is racing and her palms are sweaty despite her best efforts to compose herself. She looks into his eyes, searching for something - anything - that might reassure her that they can still find happiness together.

Her hands grip at his shoulders tightly as he wraps his arms around her waist in return, pulling her body against his own. The heat from their skin mingles and the sensation is almost overwhelming, reminding them both of what once was - and what could still be if only they could find a way to make it work again.

With a deep breath, Brina leans forward and takes his cock into her mouth, sucking gently at first before beginning to move up and down in rhythm with her hips. Her tongue dances along the sensitive flesh

Her fingers dig into his shoulders and she moans around him as he fills her mouth, growing harder with each thrust of her tongue. Her body arches further into his embrace, offering herself up completely as she rides his cock, determined to bring them both pleasure despite the turmoil inside. The sounds of their joined bodies echo through the room, punctuated by harsh gasps and moans that belie the desperation behind them.

As Brina's movements grow wilder, so too does her need for release; she feels herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge with each passing second. With one final thrust of her hips, she comes apart around his cock, crying out as pleasure washes over her in waves. She clings to him, shuddering through her orgasm before finally pulling away from his lips and gazing up at him.

Her breath still ragged, her chest he