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Author: S. K. Collins
Kam, there were only two other people she could rely on. She would first go to her best friend, Latrice, for support. If and only if it really got chaotic for her, she would be forced to ask that certain individual for assistance. They would remain her ace-in-the-hole unless she was out of options. She swallowed hard, hoping that her predicament would never get to that drastic level.
âAll I got to do is ask her to let me hold a few dollars until I get back up,â Shakita said softly as she lifted herself off the floor.
She quickly headed to Latriceâs house hoping her friend would be able to lend a helping hand. Her electricity had been disconnected in her apartment, and she had already been served an eviction notice on top of her other bills. Gambling had truly put everything she had in jeopardy, once again.
CHAPTER 2
L atrice stared blankly at the ceiling, as Bay dug into her flesh with his overbearing and powerful stroke. The harder he pumped, the more her face tensed in agony. She enjoyed rough sex, but not with Bay. He always unnecessarily took it to another level, somewhat violent. He was a sadist. Bruised knees, bite marks, and bleeding nipples were always part of the outcome. Whenever she complained, more intense pain would be inflicted upon her. Remaining silent and submissive would be her best option. All she ever wanted to do was survive the brutal sex acts, and make him content in the process.
âOpen that pussy up for me, girl,â Bay said as he pumped harder. He clasped his hand around her neck and then pinned her left leg up to her shoulder. Latrice grunted as her breathing became compromised. She started to drool all over Bayâs hand, fighting to get air into her lungs.
âCome on, girl. If you could get this pussy as wet as your fucking mouth, I might be able to bust, damn!â
Latrice blocked out his callous insult, as she began to lose consciousness. Her eyes twitched, as she choked on the saliva that was trapped in her throat. Right before she blacked out, Bay released the grip on her neck.
âRoll over,â he commanded as he wiped all the slobber off his hand and onto the sheets.
Latrice coughed uncontrollably as she fought to restore her breathing. Tears flooded her eyes as snot poured out of her nose.
âCome on, girl. Stop acting like you canât handle this shit. Now turn your ass over,â he commanded, smacking her thigh.
Latrice slowly turned over on her back as she continued to cough. She had little time to recover, before Bay forced his length back inside her. He held her face down into the pillow as he punished her with strong back shots. Sweat poured off her brow as she continued to endure the severe pain. Bay grunted loudly as he compressed all his weight on top of Latriceâs back. His massive frame suffocated her petite body. She felt as if her lungs were touching her spine. His deep groans signaled he was almost ready to bust. All she had to do was hold on a little bit longer, and the demoralizing act would be over.
âHere it comes, baby. Here itâ¦â Bayâs words trailed off as he released himself all over Latriceâs backside. He slowly rolled off of her while trying to catch his breath. Latrice felt as if a car had merely been lifted off her body. She strived to revitalize herself.
âDamn. Doing three months in the shit hole is going to be rougher than a motherfucka for me. Iâve never gone that long without any pussy. I wish we could do it again, but I got to go,â Bay stated as he reached on the floor for his jeans.
Latrice rejoiced quietly at the thought of Bay going to jail. Three months wasnât long enough for her, but any amount of time away from him, would help repair her battered core. Her love and detestation for him were equal. She wanted to be his only girl, but hated the level of degradation and womanizing that came along with the dramatized relationship. She hoped after their time
âAll I got to do is ask her to let me hold a few dollars until I get back up,â Shakita said softly as she lifted herself off the floor.
She quickly headed to Latriceâs house hoping her friend would be able to lend a helping hand. Her electricity had been disconnected in her apartment, and she had already been served an eviction notice on top of her other bills. Gambling had truly put everything she had in jeopardy, once again.
CHAPTER 2
L atrice stared blankly at the ceiling, as Bay dug into her flesh with his overbearing and powerful stroke. The harder he pumped, the more her face tensed in agony. She enjoyed rough sex, but not with Bay. He always unnecessarily took it to another level, somewhat violent. He was a sadist. Bruised knees, bite marks, and bleeding nipples were always part of the outcome. Whenever she complained, more intense pain would be inflicted upon her. Remaining silent and submissive would be her best option. All she ever wanted to do was survive the brutal sex acts, and make him content in the process.
âOpen that pussy up for me, girl,â Bay said as he pumped harder. He clasped his hand around her neck and then pinned her left leg up to her shoulder. Latrice grunted as her breathing became compromised. She started to drool all over Bayâs hand, fighting to get air into her lungs.
âCome on, girl. If you could get this pussy as wet as your fucking mouth, I might be able to bust, damn!â
Latrice blocked out his callous insult, as she began to lose consciousness. Her eyes twitched, as she choked on the saliva that was trapped in her throat. Right before she blacked out, Bay released the grip on her neck.
âRoll over,â he commanded as he wiped all the slobber off his hand and onto the sheets.
Latrice coughed uncontrollably as she fought to restore her breathing. Tears flooded her eyes as snot poured out of her nose.
âCome on, girl. Stop acting like you canât handle this shit. Now turn your ass over,â he commanded, smacking her thigh.
Latrice slowly turned over on her back as she continued to cough. She had little time to recover, before Bay forced his length back inside her. He held her face down into the pillow as he punished her with strong back shots. Sweat poured off her brow as she continued to endure the severe pain. Bay grunted loudly as he compressed all his weight on top of Latriceâs back. His massive frame suffocated her petite body. She felt as if her lungs were touching her spine. His deep groans signaled he was almost ready to bust. All she had to do was hold on a little bit longer, and the demoralizing act would be over.
âHere it comes, baby. Here itâ¦â Bayâs words trailed off as he released himself all over Latriceâs backside. He slowly rolled off of her while trying to catch his breath. Latrice felt as if a car had merely been lifted off her body. She strived to revitalize herself.
âDamn. Doing three months in the shit hole is going to be rougher than a motherfucka for me. Iâve never gone that long without any pussy. I wish we could do it again, but I got to go,â Bay stated as he reached on the floor for his jeans.
Latrice rejoiced quietly at the thought of Bay going to jail. Three months wasnât long enough for her, but any amount of time away from him, would help repair her battered core. Her love and detestation for him were equal. She wanted to be his only girl, but hated the level of degradation and womanizing that came along with the dramatized relationship. She hoped after their time
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