Waning 18+
May be upsetting to some.
This story contains
Sexual content drugs and violence.
Eminem aka Marshall is a sex worker. And 50 cent is a drug dialer.
But what happens when he gets the wrong sex worker turns up at he's door and ends up wh...
I knock on the door of a rundown looking house. I toss my long blond wig over my shoulder. The door opens and a tall dark skinned man stands in The door way. " hello gorges " he said in a creepy town. " Hi. You must be Dave" I say bring my handbag closer to me. " year I am" He said looking me over. He moves a way so I can come in. I step in and place my handbag down and then tack of my shows. Where in a big dirty looking hallway. " haw long have I got gorges" Dave asks. " You have a hour" I say standing up strait. " In that case " he pooches me to the floor and claims on top of me. He's probably 3 times bigger then me. So I know better than to struggle. He pins my hands above my head and bits my neck harshly. I whimper in pain as he continues to sink he's teeth in to my skin as he undue he's belt and pulls he's trousers and boxers down. ruth hands on my hips turn me over. He continue to hold my wrists above my head. My face pushed in to the carpet. I fill a pair of metal handcuffs clasp tightly around my wrist. And a plastic ball is pulled tightly in to my moth and tightened harshly. Making me gag.
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I fill Dave's ruth hands pull my pants down. I whimper knowing haw much this is going to hurt. My last client had fucked me for a hour strait. And I don't thing this kinky mother fucker is going to go easy on me. He pushes in to me in one go I scream around my gag slither drips of my chin. He groans in satisfaction. " You like that boy...... Yeah I bet you do. I like it when you scream. Let do it again " he said pulling all the way out before slamming in to me again. I scream louder this time. Black mascara tiers run down my foundered checks. As he slams in and out on me. I sob on to the carpet. I mean I've had worse but I've wanted to cry all day and naw it just all coming out. He pins my hips to the floor as he continues to fuck me harder. I grip the carpet and try and drag my self a way from a second. So I can try and breath. He stops moving giving me time to breath. " are you trying to get a way from me. " he turns me over. I steer up at him. I try to talk but the bag stops me. So I just mumble but he's fist coming in to contact with my face stops me. It stings. " I DON'T PAY YOU TO RUN A WAY. NAW LAY THERE AND TAKE IT OR YOU DON'T GET YOU FUCKING MONEY. DO I MAKING MYSELF CLEAR " he screams. I nod. " good" he said slamming back in to me. It hurts. I don't look at him as he fucks me row. I just sob to myself.
He wraps he's hand around my through and squeezes. I struggle to breath. My hands go around he's wrist. As he slams in to me quicker if that's possible. My eyes roll in to the back of my head. And then I fill it he coms in me wet and thick coating my sore inside. He pulls out of me roughly. And let's go of my thought. He undone my handcuffs. And then tacks of my gag. Tacking about hearth my slither whit him. He throws them at the wall as he stands up and walks to a little table with a draw. He opens the draw. I sit up as he walks closer to me as my alarm go's of. He throws the money at my feet. " get the fuck out" he said and walked deeper in to the house. I don't want to do this any more. I gather the money and pull my pants up. I clip my stocking back on and get my shows on. I grab my handbag and step out sid and in to the could New York air. I shiver as I place the money in to a envelop. The black bmw pulls up. And I get in. I don't want to be in this cold for long then I have to in these wet plants. " money " daddy said in he's ruth voice. I hand him the envelop. He tacks it and drives of. " is that it daddy am I done " I ask looking at him. He stops the car once we are a tho bloke a way. " did he ask you to cry. " daddy asks. I shack my head. There's no point I denying it he knows when I liye. " You know daddy's going to have to punish you for that" he said gripping my sour writ. " Daddy please don't it hurt I couldn't help it" I cried. " well you might change your mind by tomorrow. You won't be crying after I'm done with you....... Daddy will teach you a lesson boy " he said gritting he's teeth at me before he letting go of me. He starts the engine. More tiers pour down my cheeks. I not want to do this.
