“Listen to me,” Terrance sitting on her back, a handful of hair. “If I feel you can’t be trusted. You won’t make it out of here alive. You got me?”
Cindy, her lip bleeding, cheek cut, a black eye, nodded. Terrance pulled her to her feet, picked her up and flung her over his huge shoulders.
He slammed the bedroom door shut after entering it, then slammed Cindy on the bed. Terrance looked at her, watching her lick her lips with hunger at him. He went to remove his shirt and as it was briefly covering his face, the quick and agile Cindy made her move.
She swung her leg around on the mattress, catching Terrance in the gut. She jumped behind him, grabbing, pulling his arm behind his back, then slamming him into the wall. Cindy pulled him back, and then slammed him into the wall again. She pulled his arm up higher, just before the threshold of dislocating his shoulder. Terrance clinched his teeth to avoid screaming in pain.
“Now you listen to me, you worthless piece of shit!” Cindy hissed into his ear. “Your number one purpose while I’m here is to fuck me like the animal you are. Do you understand?”
Terrance was squirming, struggling to breathe through the pain she was inflicting in his arm and shoulder.
“Answer me! Do you understand?” Cindy pulled his arm up higher.
“Ugh! Y-yes!” Terrance said through the agony.
“Good,” Cindy loosened her grip, spun Terrance around and punched him across the face hard, sending him to the ground.
She bent at the knees, grabbing him by the throat and pulling him to his feet. “Now make me cum. All weekend.”
Terrance nodded, witnessing who the true dominant was. Cindy released his throat and took a step back.
He rubbed his hands together, looking over her body. He removed his boots, followed by unzipping his pants and pulling them down.
Cindy’s eyes widened when Terrance pulled his boxers down next. She refocused and nodded to him.
“Like an animal? That what you want, bitch?” Terrance asked. “You got it.”
He lunged at her, throwing her on the bed, flipping her over, sliding his huge erect rod into her from behind. Cindy was screaming out in pain, stretched like never before.
“Ah yeah, love tight, white pussy,” Terrance moaned, sliding into her all the way as hard as he could. He gripped her hips, slapped her ass, and got to work.
He pinned her down by the back of her neck, holding her in place like an animal would its prey. Terrance violently slammed his hips against her, driving his big cock deeply inside her, banging against her cervix.
It hurt, but she didn’t care. Turning her head to the side, she was able to see Terrance behind her in her peripheral vision. He wouldn’t let her up. She was pinned by the throat to the mattress while Terrance fucked her.
“Fuck me,” Cindy whispered.
“What’s that, bitch?” Terrance said, still pounding away at her.
“I said, fuck me,” Cindy said a little louder.
Terrance laughed, “You have no idea what me and my boys have in store for you. You won’t be able to walk. You’ll be cumming non-stop. We’re gonna tear that pussy up!”
Cindy hoped he was right. She hoped this would work and she was finally going to have another orgasm.
Terrance laughed again, released her neck, and grabbed both her wrists. He pulled them back, using them like handlebars on a bike, and continued his big cock assault.
******
Hours passed. Cindy was sore, but never felt so stretched out and full. Terrance was a machine, never cumming, continuously fucking her.
He was behind her for the most part. But sometimes he’d pick her up, face her towards him, and slam her back against a wall. Cindy would wrap her legs around him while Terrance bounced her up and down. They knocked over a lamp, some pictures of fallen gang members off the wall, and made a total mess of the small bathroom they wound up in.
Terrance was sitting on the toilet, hands gripping Cindy’s waist, ordering her to ride him until her legs gave out. She did just that, squatting up and down on Terrance until her legs were jelly.
Terrance picked up the exhausted Cindy, cock still inside her, and took her to the bed. This time he was on top of her, propping himself up with his hands, pounding away at her.
“Come on!” he ordered her to cum.
Harder and harder he slammed into her. Sweat dripped down on her equally sweaty body. Cindy clutched his back, urging him on.
He fucked her so hard the bed broke.
When they collapsed to the floor Terrance kept going, working toward his climax.
“Ahh! White cop bitch!” He grunted, his cock erupting inside her.
Cindy’s mouth hung open, looking up at Terrance, feeling his cock pump her with massive amounts of his semen.
“Yeahhh, that’s it. That’s it,” Terrance said, out of breath. He looked to Cindy’s wide eyes, her mouth still open, and kissed her – his mouth covering hers.
“Good. That’s a good white pussy,” Terrance rolled of her, bringing her with him. He held her naked, sweaty body against his.
“I gotta go tend to some business tomorrow. I’ll be back Sunday. You’ll be here with my boys. I’ll fuck you in the morning before I leave,” Terrance said, moments before drifting off to sleep.
Cindy, wide awake, nodded in his huge arms.
-5-
The next morning Cindy was slowly jacking Terrance’s weakened cock after he filled her pussy again. She was lying in arms, they were kissing.
Terrance reached next to the bed, to the table where the lamp was knocked off, grabbing the marijuana joint he lit early in the morning.
Cindy kissed his chest, her hands roaming his body, while he inhaled from the joint.
“Here, you finish it. You’ll probably need it to help you get through the day and night,” Terrance gave her the joint.
Cindy took a few puffs, inhaling the smoke. She smiled softly, kissing Terrance.
He sat up, Cindy finishing the joint, watching him dress.
“I’ll tell my boys to clean you up for me tomorrow. I’ll be back in the morning. I’m going to want that pussy one more time before you leave.”
Cindy smiled and nodded.
******
“Dumb bitch, suck that cock,” one of the dozen black gang members in Terrance’s home told Cindy a few hours later.
She was getting taken by another gang member from behind. Her hands were jacking the cocks of two others, and she was seconds away from having her throat fucked by another.
Later, one gang member sneered at her, holding her up, her legs around him while his friend entered her ass. Cindy cried out with pain, but wanted it – she wanted to cum more than anything.
They passed her around all day and into the night. Her ass was sore from anal penetration. Her pussy was sore from being used all day. Her throat and mouth was sore from constantly sucking black cock.
Some of the men beat her; punching her before fucking her. They poured vodka all over her, blew marijuana smoke in her face, one man displayed his hatred of cops by whipping her over and over with his belt.
Cindy didn’t care, she had to be patient, she felt she’d orgasm any second. She had to hang in there.
After midnight, the gang members surrounded an exhausted, battered, sweaty, dirty Cindy and each took turns jacking off on her. When the last man went, he picked her up and threw her into the small hallway bathroom, tossing aside the shower curtain and dumping her into the bathtub.