and walk away. If so, you are more stupid than you look.”
“Well I’m here now, what are you going to do? Beat me? You have already done that. Rape me? Oh, you did that too. Keep me locked up here until I die? You're doing a great job at that. Keep up the good work, boss!”
The evil look in his eyes is starting to show. How cute, I'm getting in the sick bastard's head, perfect. Clarke starts cracking his knuckles. Bitch, please, he’s done the beating thing before, I survived it once, and I’ll do it again.
“Actually, I want to know about your little boy toy. Demon, was that his name? He started a bunch of shit down south, and now I have to clean it back up. You see, that man killed a bunch of the people working for me and stole my money. Now that he is dead, I need to get it back. That is where you are going to come in. I need to know where that money is, so that I can go get it.”
I stared at him, does he really think that I am going to help him in anyway shape or form. Clarke must have taken a few beats to the head when he fought with Steel.
“NO.”
“Is that your final answer?”
“Bitch, this isn't Who Wants To Be A Millionaire. Matter of fact, this ain't Burger King either, you can't have it your way.”
“I'm glad you think this is funny.” he chuckled,
“Butch, come here.”
The guard dog, man, whatever you want to call him, walked into the room, and stood right behind Clarke.
“I'm sure you have noticed that Butch has a tiny crush on you, I can't see why, you disgust me. So, I have agreed to allow him to have his way with you until you comply. Beware, he likes it rough.” Clarke smiled at me.
Butch winked, then grabbed his dick. He spoke for the first time,
“That's right, and I like my women to try and fight it too.”
FUCK!
Demon
Angel was laid out underneath of me and Her silky smooth hair fanned out around her head. Completely naked, hard as a nail nipples and soaking wet pussy. My hand softly ran up her side, below her arm. I grabbed her shoulder and rolled us both so that she was sitting on my stomach. The way the sun highlighted her body made her look like a true Angel. I could smell her scent mixed with the outdoors, causing my dick to twitch. I'm in Heaven. She rocked her hips along my abs smearing juices all over. I reached up and grabbed her tits, squeezing firmly. A soft moan escaped her lips as she threw her head back.
“Oh Demon.”
I lifted her weightless body and aligned her with my cock, dropping her and burying my thick cock deep inside of her.
“Oh shit, babe. That pussy is still tight for me.” She moaned as she rocked, lost for words.
In a flash, everything changed. It all went black and I reached out for Angel, but she was gone. I could hear her sobbing, I looked all around but didn't see her anywhere. A flash of light went off behind me and I turned quickly. There she was on the floor, handcuffed and gagged. I tried to run to her, but steel gates slammed down in front of me. I watched as faceless beings beat her. I shook the bars and screamed. If being with Angel was Heaven, This was surely Hell. A whispered voice touched me causing me to jump,
“Fight. Wake up and fight.” I was sure I had heard that voice before. So feminine, small even. Angel's voice sounded like honey, this voice sounded almost god like. I t hit me like a cement brick to the nuts, MEG.
“Meg, What do I do?” I dropped to my knees and placed my head in my hands. What do I choose ? Life or Death, Meg or Angel ? The voice came back,
“She needs you, fight.” I made up my mind, in that moment. Angel needed me and it was time.
I tried to open my eyes, but they weighed so much. Where the hell am I and what the fuck happened? The beeping is making my head pound that much more. Pain coursing through my body, make it stop. Voices, who are they? Is that Steel and Jizz?
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