STORIES HAIDA:FORBIDDEN PASSION #chapter 1
☆ Haida’s first day at Nirwana Club was a unique, new experience. She finally understood how to conduct herself in a submissive role when dealing with men she had just met … for at the club, people were interested only in her BODY, not her LOVE. ☆
♡ The Second Day ♡
Because I didn’t want to miss a single moment of seeing what Haida was doing in that room, I fell asleep in the secret chamber. The alarm on my watch woke me up. The soft sound of the alarm, but enough to wake me from my sleep. There is a sense of curiosity and concern about Haida’s condition, but I want to enjoy every scene that happens in her bedroom. Although… when I compare it to Haida in the video recording, I see more extreme sexual acts than what those five young people did last night.
The orgasmic effect obtained from Jhosua and his crew was more intense than what was seen yesterday. What sets it apart for me is that I witnessed the process firsthand yesterday. Honestly … I was shocked.
Finally, I can conclude why Haida fell in love with Jhosua and his crew. Even though she experienced sexual harassment that was beyond comprehension and harsh sexual treatment. They cared for and protected Haida when Haida was powerless.
This is what makes Haida think that it wasn’t really thematic sex. Jhosua’s attitude and gifts, according to my wife, are part of their affection and love for him.
Ah… I don’t want to overthink it. Perhaps you can figure out for yourself why Haida could fall for five people at once, even though, at the same time, she didn’t want to let go of her commitment to me.
Through the glass, I watched as Miss Ani and my wife remained fast asleep. Haida was sleeping soundly, wrapped in a thick blanket. A sweet smile played upon her lips, she was smiling in her sleep. I wondered, what was she dreaming of? … Perhaps she was dreaming of the passion she had experienced the night before.
Beside her, Miss Ani had fallen asleep on the carpeted floor, resting her head on her arm. Ah… she looked just like a mother watching over her child, ensuring her sleep remained undisturbed and standing ready to meet her every need.
My eyes welled up with emotion. All this time, I had viewed the world of prostitution as a cruel place, a realm of trade, a mere exchange of lust for money. Yet… in this moment, I saw another side… a human side to Miss Ani. There was a sense of peace in seeing them together. My wife was safe here, with Miss Ani by her side.
I wanted a cup of hot coffee to warm myself up, as I was feeling cold and exhausted. However, Haida was already awake and sitting up before I could even stand.
She looked confused when she saw Ms. Ani asleep beside her. Ms. Ani woke up as Haida tugged at the blanket, she immediately stood up, fetched a glass of water, and supported Haida so she could sit on the edge of the bed.
“Drink this to refresh yourself, dear. After what you went through last night, you must be utterly exhausted.”
Haida gazed intently into Ms. Ani’s eyes. Her look radiated peace.
“Thank you, Miss… thank you. I’m fine. I must have been sleeping so soundly that I didn’t realize you were keeping me company. Miss… I’m hungry.”
“Oh… alright. I’ll have my assistant bring you some food.”
While the two of them were waiting, Ms. Ani’s phone rang. She glanced briefly at the screen and immediately answered it. She stepped away from Haida and moved closer to the glass separating the bedroom from the secret chamber where I was located. I was in luck,
I could eavesdrop on her conversation.
“Yes, Mr. Toni.”
“…………………….”
“What…? Seventeen people signed up for Haida? If possible, it would be best not to have seventeen people, Sir. Haida is in a weakened state. The last guest yesterday left her completely exhausted. If I may make a suggestion, the guests who signed up for the gangbang or bondage sessions should be scheduled for the very last slots.”
“I’m concerned it might affect Haida’s physical condition while she’s attending to the guests.”
“……………………………”
She nodded, seemingly accepting Mr. Toni’s instructions.
“Yes, Sir…”
Miss Ani immediately gave instructions to the assistants who had arrived to clean the room and prepare the supplies for bathing Haida, they also made sure to provide Haida’s breakfast.
Miss Ani smiled as she watched Haida eating heartily. She then approached Haida and sat on the mat to keep her company while she ate.
“Are you all right, Mrs. Haida?”
“Yes, Miss. What’s wrong?”
“You have a visitor coming at eleven. He is a close friend of Mr. Toni’s from Nigeria. Are you ready to receive him?”
Haida nodded with a smile. She clearly understood the implications of her current job. She had to be ready at any moment whenever a man needed her body.
“Miss, this is for you and your colleagues. Thank you for taking care of me.”
Miss Ani’s assistants widened their eyes upon hearing Haida’s words. It seemed like a first for them, receiving a tip intended for “Toni’s angel” and having it handed entirely to them. These were people whose salaries topped out at five million rupiah a month; now, they were receiving a tip from the “angel” amounting to tens of millions.
She then took a portion of the stack, counting out fifty million, wrote a note on a slip of paper, signed it, and handed it to Haida.
“Ma’am, please, not all of it. Mr. Toni might get angry if there’s no record of the tip from the last guest last night. Thank you, Ma’am.”
One by one, Miss Ani’s staff expressed their gratitude while kissing Haida on the cheek. When it was Hamid’s turn, he shook Haida’s hand to thank her, but just as he leaned in to kiss her cheek… Miss Ani raised her fist.
“Don’t you dare, Hamid!”
Haida laughed at the look on Hamid’s face, a mix of fear and embarrassment. I laughed too from behind the glass, though I tried to keep quiet. This morning was turning out beautifully, as beautiful as my wife’s smile. An aura of happiness filled Haida’s bedroom, replacing the tension of the night before.
☆ Day Two at the Nirvana Club ☆
Haida looked fresh and radiant. Her beautiful face glowed, and her eyes sparkled. Her sexy body was clad only in a sheer, skimpy nightgown, garb far too transparent to conceal her alluring curves.
Her skin caught the soft sheen of the room’s lighting; she had applied the signature lotion she used for professional photoshoots, a product that gave her skin a lustrous, glossy finish.
She wore no underwear at all. A natural choice, given the club’s wild, erotic concept. Only women with uninhibited sexual fantasies and desires could fulfill the role of a “Toni’s Angel” in a place like this.
Such was the reality my wife lived through that day. Wealthy guests would pay, have sex with her, and then… it was over… time to leave. In practice, Haida spent the entire day virtually naked. The concept was designed so that guests wouldn’t waste time undressing the “Angels.”
Haida was ready to welcome the guest from Nigeria. It appeared she had been specially prepared for this client, her body had undergone unique beauty treatments that went far beyond her usual routine.
I watched as Ms. Ani whispered into my wife’s ear while making a gesture with her clenched fist. Haida’s expression shifted; her eyes widened and her mouth fell open. Then, both of them laughed.
“Don’t deny your desires, Madam. Enjoy yourself and go with the flow of your passion. Let yourself be a slut.”
Haida nodded and smiled at Ms. Ani.
A knock sounded at the door, and Ms. Ani opened it to welcome a dapper Black man. Tall and muscular, the man entered with a smile directed at Ms. Ani.
“Thank you, Miss…”
“Please come in, Mr. Johnson. She is Mr. Toni’s new ‘angel’.”
“Hey… you must be Haida. Toni really knows how to pick ’em. Beautiful and sexy.”
Before leaving, Johnson handed a tip to Ms. Ani. Haida approached Johnson gracefully. Her body looked alluring as she walked over to help the man undress.
“Let me help you, Sir.”
Jhonson stared unblinkingly at my wife’s body. He was ready to devour that flawless form as if it were a mere doll.
Haida removed Jhonson’s shirt and shoes, tending to him like a wife serving her husband. When it came time to undo his trousers, her eyes widened in astonishment at the bulge visible through the fabric, it was so long that it reached almost down to his knee.
“Ooh!…”
“What’s wrong, Haida?”
“Yours is so long, Sir.”
“Are you scared?”
Haida shook her head, her hand caressing the bulge of his penis through the trousers. She looked up at Jhonson and smiled.
“I actually like, Mr. Johnson… I’ve never seen anything like yours.”
“Hahahahaha, you’re so dirty, Haida. I like dirty women like you.”
Haida took off Johnson’s pants, his shaft hanging down, long. And that wasn’t even hard yet. Haida grabbed Johnson’s shaft and sucked the head. She tried to swallow it, but only the head fit into her mouth. Johnson’s eyes closed in pleasure. His mouth gaped open, holding back the waves of pleasure from Haida’s mouth.
“Ohhh, that feels so good… Come on, whore! Lick it all over… suck it hard!”
Haida had succeeded in making Jhonson’s cock hard and throbbing, yet she didn’t stop what she was doing. She knew exactly what a whore’s job entailed, she had to be the one actively providing pleasure to her client, rather than seeking it for herself.
Her tongue swept over the surface of Jhonson’s shaft, nothing escaped Haida’s touch. She put in some serious effort working on that fifty-centimeter-long member.
“Mmm… slurp… it looks just like Mandingo’s.”
“Hey! Have you ever been fucked by Mandingo?”
“Not yet, Sir; I just watch his movies a lot.”
Haida’s lips began to kiss the shaft, tracing their way down to Jhonson’s crotch. Jhonson lifted one leg and rested it on the chair, giving Haida’s lips and tongue free rein to work.
“Aaarrgghh, that feels so good, Haida. Keep going, you whore… aaarrgghh… I’ll give you a huge tip later.”
Haida licked Jhonson’s crotch until it was soaking wet. She didn’t neglect his anus either, repeatedly probing the opening with her tongue.
The sensation of Haida’s tongue probing his anus made Jhonson’s fully erect cock sway back and forth. Haida didn’t let up, her lips and tongue kept working. She stoked the fires of Jhonson’s lust even higher. Especially since the woman licking him was as beautiful, sexy, and wild as Haida.
Johnson seemed impatient to deal with the situation, his desire had reached a fever pitch. His hands gripped Haida’s hair, and his face betrayed a burning lust, a craving to satisfy himself immediately by pounding my wife’s pussy. He lifted Haida’s body, turning her so that her back faced him.
“Come on, you bitch! Give me your pussy! Let me pound it until it’s swollen.”
Johnson hurriedly lubricated his cock. He was consumed by a fierce desire for Haida’s body. Haida arched her back, thrusting her pussy forward to be taken by Johnson’s manhood.
The high heels she wore helped spread her legs wide, opening her up fully. She braced her hands against the back of the sofa. It was somewhat difficult for me to see them clearly in the mirror, as the sofa obstructed the view.
Yet, judging by the look on Haida’s face, I was certain she was aroused and ready to be fucked hard.
Haida’s mouth hung wide open, her head tilted back. Jhonson had surely thrust his penis deep into her vagina.
“Keep going, Sir… Ooooohhh… ahhh… thrust it in… ahhh, it feels so good… oooohhh, don’t stop. Oooooo… that’s enough, Sir… your penis is touching my womb… aaaaaaaaaaahhhhh.”
Jhonson yanked Haida’s hair, forcing her head back; her mouth gaped open and her eyes were squeezed shut. She savored the sensation of Jhonson’s penis against her vaginal walls, occasionally urging him on as he ravished her.
Jhonson began to move his hips. Haida’s eyes closed even tighter as she reveled in the thrusting of his penis. She surrendered herself completely to him.
Jhonson’s hip thrusts grew more vigorous, causing Haida’s body to sway forward.
“Oooohhh, Master… ooooohhhh, I’m cumming…”
“To hell with your cumming, you whore…”
Jhonson began thrusting like a madman, pounding hard into Haida’s vagina.
“Oooooooohhhhhhh, I’m cumiiiiiiiinnnnggggg, Master… oooohhhh.”
Jhonson stopped his thrusting, letting Haida savor her orgasm.
“Ooooohhhh… aaaahhh… Master’s penis feels so good… aaaahhh.”
Haida smiled at Jhonson, but he didn’t respond at all. He resumed thrusting, Haida’s eyes went wide as she took the pounding. It’s a shame cameras weren’t allowed, I would have loved to record the look on her face. It was incredibly sexy … just like a porn star.
The difference, however, lay in her styling and physique, a porn star’s look is usually overtly lewd. Haida, on the other hand, had an elegant makeup style reminiscent of a Chinese Instagram influencer. Her body was sexy but not vulgar, everything about her was perfectly proportioned.
If Haida were outside this club, men would never know she was a prostitute here.
“Oooooooooohhhh delicious, sir… aaahhhh I’m cumiiiinnnggggg oooohhh.”
Haida slid down from the back of the sofa, and the phallus slipped out of her vagina.
Jhonson turned her around and lifted her up, his hands guiding the phallus back into her vagina. They made love while kissing, their lips locked together.
Jhonson walked toward the bed while carrying Haida, his phallus thrusting in and out of her vagina. Catching a glimpse of the action in the mirror, he paused briefly before resuming his movements. He wanted to watch his phallus penetrating her.
Only half of that long phallus was buried inside her. Meaning Haida’s vagina was accommodating about 25 centimeters of it.
“Oh… Sir… oh, it feels so good, Sir… oh, you’re hitting all the way against my womb… aaaaah… release your sperm inside my womb, Sir… oh… oh…”
Haida climaxed while being held in Jhonson’s arms. She clung tightly to his neck.
Jhonson changed positions, laying Haida flat on her back for missionary style. He spread her legs wide, exposing her crotch fully to his view, and thrust his phallus into her vagina. My eyes widened as I watched the act. It seemed like Haida would need plastic surgery to restore her vagina to normal once this contract was over.
At first, he moved slowly, but gradually he increased the intensity. Haida’s body shook from the force of Jhonson’s hip thrusts as he drove his penis in harder and harder.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, Master!!!! Ooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhh, I’m cumiiiiiiiinnnggggg!!!!!!”
Another wave of orgasms washed over Haida. Time and again, my wife was hit by orgasms triggered by Jhonson. Her hips shuddered and jerked. I knew it… the jerking of Haida’s hips would cause her vaginal muscles to squeeze Jhonson’s phallus. And it was that squeeze that made Jhonson climax.
And sure enough…! Jhonson groaned loudly. His voice sounded like a slaughtered cow.
He quickly pulled his phallus out and thrust it toward Haida’s mouth.
“Drink, Haida!… Swallow my cum!….”
Haida opened her mouth and took the head of Jhonson’s penis into it. Jhonson stroked his penis vigorously.
“Aaarrrrrrrgggghhhhhh, I’m cumiiinnnggg…. come on, swallow my cum, you whore! Uuuuuuffff, swallow it all! Uuuuff… you fucking whore….”
Haida sucked on the penis as it spewed a massive amount of semen into her mouth. Her throat could be seen moving as she swallowed Jhonson’s sperm. I watched that swallowing motion for a long time. Jhonson’s head tilted back, his mouth agape from the orgasm and the movements of Haida’s mouth and tongue.
“Enough… enough, you whore… uuuufff.”
He pulled his penis from Haida’s mouth and lightly slapped it against her face, splattering the remaining semen across her features.
Satisfied, Jhonson left Haida and went into the bathroom to clean himself up, while Haida remained limp, still savoring the afterglow of her orgasm.
When Jhonson returned and got dressed, Haida tried to get up to help him, but she collapsed.
“That’s enough, Haida. You should get some rest, hehehehe… You did an amazing job, beautiful. I’m very satisfied… It was definitely worth spending so much money on you.”
Jhonson smiled as he gazed at my wife’s body, which was still shuddering from the aftershocks of her orgasm.
“So? … Did you enjoy it?”
Haida simply nodded and smiled; her body was completely limp from the climax. Jhonson walked over and handed her a tip.
“I’ll come back to see you another time. For now, just rest. Here’s a tip for you.”
Jhonson handed Haida two thick stacks of rupiah notes, then left her alone in the room.
A sense of jealousy rose within me, yet it only fueled my own desire. Watching them made me envy Jhonson. An envy and jealousy that turned me on.
As I savored the sight of my wife’s body still trembling from the orgasm, I took the opportunity to masturbate in the darkness of the room. I wanted to feel the sensation of my wife’s body too, even if it was only from behind the see-through glass.
♡ Haida’s story continues… stay tuned for the next chapter in STORIES HAIDA: FORBIDDEN PASSION #Chapter 2
