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BETRAYED
(Kim Hardwick)

"NO!  NO!  MARCUS, PLEASE, NO!"

I found an old leather swivel chair that no doubt was used by the proprietor of this butcher shop to count up the invoices.  It wasn't the cleanest or most comfortable seat I've used but for the moment, it would do.  I knew that standing for three hours of non-stop gangbanging would be uncomfortable.

Interesting I thought, how young urban goons always start a fuck fest by roughing up the women.  I suppose it has something to do with the environment they grew up in.  The shared and common knowledge that bitches love it rough guides how these thugs treat women.  Can't say they're wrong about that.

"MARCUS, PLEASE! I BEG YOU, STOP THEM!"

I smiled at her pleas.  If I were a typical man, trained to be submissive and to elevate beautiful women up on a pedestal I may be swayed.  However, being a hard man who knows that deep down, all women crave cruelty, pain and humiliation, I smile and ignore her.  Time to light up a cigar.

Removing my cigar holder from my suit, I carefully extract a stick of Davidoff's double R, (7.5 x 50) and hold it in my hand, looking at it.  Even as I prepare to snip off the end I come to the realization that if all women were like fine cigars (my box of Davidoff costs me almost $1,000 for 20 sticks) this would be a more agreeable world.  

The haze from the first puff partially obscures the image of Wending taking on three young black studs at the same time.  Indeed, even though her screams are muffled due to the thick cock in her mouth, I am impressed by how the other two studs fucking her found a way to fit their thick cocks into her tight openings.  Her womanhood was certainly getting a stiff workout.  And to think, there're five other guys waiting their turn.

The peppery flavor of the cigar's Dominican wrapper enhances my enjoyment at being a party to Wendy's humiliation and debasement.  I stare back at her, as she's looking at me, tears falling down her face, while working on a big black cock in her mouth.  The slut is giving the big daddy a nice workout with her tongue.  I guess that means she's not too sorry being the star attraction of this interracial gang bang.

"DAMN MARCUS!  DAT'S ONE HORNY WHITE SLUT YOU GOT THERE!"

One of LeRoy's crew, Tony, I think, expresses the consensus of the others; Wendy is one hot bitch.  And to think, I was seriously thinking of making her Mrs. Marcus.  I should give myself an enema for even entertaining the thought.

"She's a fan of anal and fisting, Tony.  Test her out."

My phone vibrates and I note that it's Omar.

"Omar, talk to me."

"MARCUS!  BRO!  I GOT RID OF DE CAR, YOU WANT ME TO PICK UP THE GIRL TOMORROW, RIGHT?"

Why does Omar always have to scream, I asked myself while keeping the phone away from my ear?

"No, Omar, you were supposed to pick her up tonight!"

Silence.

"OH, MY BAD!  MARCUS, I CAN'T PICK UP THE DA BITCH TONIGHT, I'M IN BOSTON PICKING UP ANOTHER SLUT.  SORRY BRO!"

He's sorry?  Asshole.

"Ok, no problem, just make sure you don't fuck up tomorrow night."

"MARCUS, BRO!  WE'RE TIGHT! TIGHT!  SEE YOU TOMORROW!"

Okay.  Talk about tossing a wrench into the cogs.  Now what?   Lucky for me, this magnificent cigar has succeeded in restoring my sense of balance.  Nothing like a good cigar to make one realize what's important in life has been something I've observed over the years.

Puffing away while Wendy bounces up and down on some freak of nature with a gigantic horse like cock, even as her face gets stuffed again, I begin to sort out this mess Omar has placed me in.

There is no way these young studs can maintain their hard on non stop until tomorrow night.  This leaves me with three scenarios.

I can ask LeRoy to invite every gang banger and or homeless guy he knows to keep Wendy occupied.  That's one.   The second option would be to lend her to LeRoy so he can have fun with her and his flame thrower.  I don't think so.  And the final choice is for me to take her back with me and throw her into her cage.  I do believe I'll take door number three.

Interesting how Wendy is eating the ass of one her lovers, while getting impaled by two studs at the same time.  She certainly is versatile.  I only wish she had shown some loyalty or restraint.   Just seeing how her ass wiggles trying to fit that giant cock confirms she is one hot slut.

"MARCUS, YO!"

LeRoy.  What is it with all these guys from the Bronx and Brooklyn?  Why do they have to shout?

"Yes, LeRoy?"

"YOU THINK I CAN HAVE SOME FUN WIT THIS WHITE BITCH BEFORE OMAR PICKS HER UP?"

"What kind of fun?"

"YOU KNOW, TITTY TWISTING, KNIFE PLAY, HOT IRON BRANDING."