Sure enough, it was Pacifica's number on the notification, and when I clicked on the message, there was an image waiting for me. Pacifica was posed in front of a mirror, dressed in a black lace bodysuit that was adorned with embroidered roses.
The partially transparent mesh was practically painted on clinging to Pacifica's body like a second skin, highlighting her every curve and strongly hinting at what was barely hidden.
The sight was made all the more provocative with Pacifica's choice of posing, with her leaning forward, bringing even more attention to her milky breasts, even though they were already impossible to ignore.
Seeing that I had opened the message, Pacifica was quick to send a follow-up text.
"Do you like what you see?"
I could practically hear the smugness in Pacifica's voice, but I decided not to comment on it as I replied, "I love it. If this is what you started with, I can't wait to see what else you have in store for me."
"Wait, before I move onto the next one, there's one more thing I want to show you ;)."
The next message that popped up was actually a video, and I couldn't help but grin when I clicked on it.
Still in the black rose bodysuit, Pacifica slowly rose from her original pose, while deliberately arching her back to accentuate the movement. When she stood upright, Pacifica smirked at the camera before turning around and stepping out with her right foot slamming it down with enough force to make her ass bounce.
But Pacifica wasn't done yet. She then reached down with her free hand and gripped her cheek, pulling the plump peach aside as she bent over, revealing the pink gem-shaped heart sticking out of her behind.
Needless to say, I was caught by surprise, and all I could do was eagerly watch as Pacifica ran her fingers over the gem before firmly pressing down and letting out a soft moan.
The video ended there, but Pacifica was already typing away.
"I bought a little something extra with the money you gave me, if you get tired of putting up with my hag of a mother, my tight, fat ass will be waiting for you ;)."
A grin spread across my face, "Careful now, don't get ahead of yourself. You're going to need a lot more training before you're ready to handle what I have to give you."
"I'm sure that I'll be ready before my mom," Pacifica quickly replied, "I'll probably feel better too, wouldn't you rather have someone who isn't going to need her hip replaced in five years?"
'She sure does have a superiority complex,' I thought to myself even as I texted my reply, "So eager, I'm tempted to believe you right off the bat, but I'm going to need to see just how much you really want this."
"What did you have in mind?"
"I'll tell you later, but first let me see what else you tried on."
"Fine, but you better not keep me waiting for long."
The next few messages Pacifica sent were pictures of her in more lingerie, ranging from classic sets of white corsets and garters to more brazen pieces like a leopard-print one-piece with fur along the cuffs and a heavy leather choker.
Each set of lingerie was shown off with a unique pose, with Pacifica switching between standing, sitting, and how much she revealed, sometimes being more suggestive and other times outright flaunting her impressive assets.
When I was done viewing them all, I sent Pacifica a message, "I am more than impressed, you really exceeded my expectations. Go ahead and buy all of them. I can't wait to have you model for me in person someday."
"Well, don't keep me waiting too long."
"You'll wait for as long as I tell you to. After all, I think I'll like the look in your eyes when you're begging me for attention."
--[3rd POV]--
Staring at Ramon's text, Pacifica's heart skipped a beat as she imagined his almost cruel eyes staring down at her with a hardened gaze, 'I should feel pissed that he's ordering me around like this, but it only makes me want to prove myself to him more.'
"I don't know about begging, I'm not that easy," Pacifica replied, hoping her message sounded more confident than she felt.
"Hmm, I'd bet your tune would change after a few hard slaps across the ass," Ramon's message argued, "You'd be begging for some of this."
The sentence was finished by a picture Ramon sent, and for a long moment, Pacifica just stared, 'T-that's a lot bigger than I thought it was…is he even hard yet?'
After overcoming her shock, Pacifica suddenly remembered just how bold she had been a few minutes ago, 'T-there's no way it would fit! I would be split in half!'
Biting her lip, Pacifica couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like, the pressure of his hands pinning her down while he slowly filled her up, stretching out her insides until his hips pressed against her ass.
Squeezing her legs together, Pacifica tried to ignore the throbbing need that suddenly sapped away at her strength. With trembling fingers, Pacifica typed out a response, "I don't know if I can handle something like that."
Ramon smirked, "You mean not yet, put don't worry, you're not the first girl I've had to break in. Though I won't lie, I'm tempted to be a bit rougher this time around, so try not to give me a reason to work out some of my frustration."
Pacifica let out a long sigh as she tried to control the flush spreading throughout her body, 'What the hell have I gotten myself into?'
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Hearing the crunch of gravel from outside, Ashe quickly stood up from her seat and rushed over to the door, arriving just as there was a familiar-sounding knock.
"Ashe you in-"
Before Ramon could finish his sentence, Ashe threw open the door, "I'm right here, tiger, no need to shout."
Ramon grinned and opened his mouth to say something when Ashe watched his eyes dip down and freeze in place, "Ashe, w-we're supposed to be planning out the farm and buy the first buildings from the system."
"I know that," Ashe muttered as she took a step towards Ramon while reaching out to run her fingers across his chest.
"Then I have to ask, if that's the plan, why are you wearing something like that?" Ramon questioned as he stared down at Ashe and struggled to keep his eyes from wandering.
Ashe had ditched her usual work shirt and broken-in jeans for an outfit that complemented her figure, consisting of a pair of jean shorts that looked two sizes too small and a plaid shirt she had tied to look like a bra.
"Why is something distracting you?" Ashe asked in a husky voice as her arms reached up and wrapped around Ramon's neck, pulling his head down so she could feel his breath roll across her lips.
Almost at the same time, Ramon's hands snuck down Ashe's hips, sliding underneath the waistband of Ashe's shorts and sinking his hands into her well-toned ass, "Isn't there a saying about mixing business and pleasure?"
Ashe smiled wryly as she raised her knee, running it along the inside of Ramon's thigh until it rested underneath his groin, "Are you saying no to this?"
Ramon smirked, "I assure you I'm not."
"Good, because if you were that stupid to turn me down after I went through all the effort to get dressed up, I'd have to rethink our current arrangement," Ashe muttered as she started to kiss along Ramon's jaw.
"And just what is our current arrangement?" Ramon suddenly asked, and the gravity in his voice made Ashe pause.
Pulling back, she looked into Ramon's eyes and found something that both scared and excited her, "What are you doing, tiger?"
"I want something with you, Ashe," Ramon replied, as he leaned in and started kissing her neck, "Something more than just fooling around and running this farm together. I want you to be mine, I want, with you, what I have with Patty and Megan."
"R-ramon," Ashe's voice came out as a whine as she held onto him with a possessiveness, "If you want me, you know what you have to do."
With a sudden surge of strength, Ashe pounced, throwing herself at Ramon with her legs shooting up to wrap around his waist, "I still got a bit of wildness left in me, you gotta break me in, tiger. Tame me and I'm all yours."