Even though she had hid it well, it had eventually come to Xzavier's attention that he was in fact dealing with a virgin.

Her body was soft and tender. Much softer than Xzavier had imagined. He ran his lips all over her body, all the while stroking her pussy with the tip of his dick. Babara was tense at first, but slowly, she submitted herself to Xzavier and soon began to melt under his touch. She closed her eyes as she felt his tongue rove all over her body in the darkness. This was just like her dreams, only much better. She played with her tits and teased her nipples, all the while prepping her pussy for what was to come.

Gently, Xzavier lowered himself into her. The cap of his dick went in first, causing Babara to grab the fabric of her sofa, tensed up, as she felt Xzavier ease into her bit by bit. Xzavier felt her warm pussy fight to retain its original tightness, as Babara struggled to accommodate his intruding cock. With the tip of Xzavier's cock finally inside of her, he locked both of her legs behind his waist and went deeper, forcing the rest of his rod in, and provoking a short gasp/scream from Babara.

The sound went straight to Xzavier head, and he shoved his cock further into her with more tenacity this time. Babara bit down her lip trying not to scream. She managed to curtail her soundtrack, but there was nothing she could do about her rapid respiration. Babara was beginning to breathe fast now. Xzavier adjusted his knees, placing himself in a more comfortable situation as he prepared to begin his deep thrusts.

He pulled out the full length of his cock to the tip and drove in into her throbbing pussy, forcing more space to open up and provoking more moisture. Babara yelped with pain. Xzavier enjoyed the sound of her fighting to stretch to receive all of him. Thus, he began to stroke. Babara's pussy was small, and extremely tight. Plus she was a bit short in stature, so Xzavier was more or less like a giant to her, in body and in organ.

Every stroke felt like it made its way to her womb, she could almost taste his penis all the way to her mouth. Xzavier began to enjoy Babara voraciously. Gasping for breath, she started to moan in short intervals as she tried her best to hold the pain of him going in and out of her. Xzavier didn't care. He was loving the cold composed look of the secretary turn into a panicky and disoriented face as she decimated her insides with his dick.

Xzavier's thrusts became more and more frequent. He groaned unabashedly and the creamy moisture in between her thighs brought him exceeding pleasure. Xzavier lowered himself onto her, placed his large hand on her throat, and began to pump her faster and faster.

"Fuck…you're so tight…" he groaned into her ears. She didn't say anything back, she simply kept turning her head from side to side, trying to free up her neck from Xzavier's gentle but firm grasp. Xzavier beat her pussy in that position for some time before her tight pussy began to draw out his seed. Xzavier groaned as he felt his own climax approaching.

He held her throat tighter and he quickened his pace, shoving his huge fat dick in and out of her small pussy with more frequent thrusts. He increased his tempo, feeling every single bit of her pussy dragging out his seed, until eventually, the flood came through. Xzavier didn't pull out. He wasn't that he didn't want to, he simply couldn't. Both of their body fluids became one as Xzavier filled her with his milky seed. He didn't stop until he completely ejaculated.

As he pulled out, Xzavier couldn't stop thinking why virgins hadn't been his preference before now. The beautiful sight of a pretty naked woman sprawled out before him in exhaustion, was always a glorious sight to behold. That relatively brief moment of lovemaking had somehow drained Babara of her energy. Even as Xzavier stood up to wear his trousers, she didn't stir. Xzavier knew that he had done a pretty good job.As he congratulated himself mentally, the military system chose that moment to step in;

"Congratulations Xzavier! You have just earned two thousand points!"

Xzavier was taken aback. Two whole thousand points? Just for making love? It was astounding. As he headed to the door, he remembered that she place was sealed. He turned to the naked body of the secretary that was still lying like still like a crocodile at a watering hole.

"Open the door Babara. We're done here."

Without even looking at him, she simply clicked her fingers and let him out.

Xzavier left Babara's place with a lot of thoughts on his mind. Sure, the evening had ended on a surprising note for him, but the euphoria of the sex had vanished, and in its place was the bombshell that Babara had dropped on him about his host. Xzavier was grateful for the fact that the walk back to the governor's mansion was a long one. He needed time to think clearly.

Xzavier wasn't entirely surprised that Quaid was involved in the business of sex slaves. He was a noble in Victoria City. It was what they did. Of course Quaid didn't rise to become the man he was by simply playing nice, he must have dabbled in a lot of muddy waters to get ahead. Xzavier knew this.

However, what surprised him was the fact that the governor had kept such a smooth operation hidden for such a long time, such that even Xzavier hadn't caught a whiff of it despite being so close to Quaid. This was just one of the pointers that Quaid was still very much a dangerous man. Xzavier was repulsed. This was just the kind of thing he hated. The grooming of young ladies to be sex slaves was something he would never condone.

And yet, despite his apparent anger, he knew that he couldn't afford to let his sense of justice cloud his reasoning. If he was going to pull this off, he needed to stay one hundred percent focused in order to outwit the governor. Quaid was a very perceptive and suspicious man. If he so much sensed an iota of distrust, he knew that it was going to be the end.

As Xzavier trudged down the streets of Victoria City that late evening, he began to formulate a plan in his head. This was one thing he loved to do- hunt down and take down foul monsters. Right now, Quaid's establishment was the biggest monster of all, and the stench of its iniquities stank right up to the high heavens. Xzavier was going to be the instrument to rescue the first prisoner from there. If he succeeded, he could do the same for others.

He arrived at the governor's mansion and headed right to his bedroom. The stench of Babara's pussy drip and body fluids was all over him. He needed to wash up first, and he did. By the time he was done with his whole cleansing ritual, it was already pretty late. That wasn't a problem at all. He knew that the governor stayed up late every single night. So, Xzavier bundled himself and went to seek him out.

TAP- TAP- TAP… It was the sound of Xzavier's firm knock on Quaid's home office door. He answered wearily from the other end; "Come in Xzavier."

He pushed the door open. "How did you know it was me?"

"It's easy, I know everyone's footstep in my household. You're the only one who leaves no sound trail when you walk."

Xzavier chuckled. "So in other words, my own signature is my ghostlike presence right?"

"Hey! Your words, not mine." He resumed what he was doing at his desk and mouthed without looking up; "What brings you by Xzavier? It's kind of late isn't it?"

Xzavier passed off his best bored look. "I was bored. I couldn't sleep…"

Quaid was about to ask him if he should order Adalia to visit him, but he remembered that she was no longer his property. Instead, he shifted the tone of his inquiry.

"What about Adalia? I would have thought that she would be with you each and every other night?"

"Why? So, because I fucked her once or twice, that means I have to always be with her? Come on Quaid. I would have thought you of all people would understand."

Quaid nodded eagerly. "Oh I do! Trust me I do…"

Xzavier noted the double affirmation in Quaid's reply and knew that the governor was hiding his perversion. Xzavier just had to goad him on a little bit to get him where he wanted.

"Good, that's why I need another plaything. Someone as exquisite and as divinely beautiful as Adalia. I need a rare gem…"

Quaid listened to Xzavier with great interest. It seemed as if his high self-righteous walls were finally crumbling down. He was glad to see that Xzavier was just as hot-blooded as any other male out there. It had taken only a couple of nights with a beautiful maid. So, he poked him further.

"Why not head over to one of the brothels in town? I hear Spring has some of the nicest girls…"

"Whores." Xzavier corrected him. "Not girls, they are all whores who have virtually copulated with half the male population in this town. I don't need that kind of mess screwing up my energy…I need young, fresh blood. But alas, there is nowhere I can find that…"