Chapter 31
“Damn, kinfolk. You got into a fight months ago, and you’re still walking with a limp. You might have to get that checked out,” my potna Randi called out.
“Man, fuck you!” I flipped him off as I headed toward my car. It pissed me off any time someone mentioned my limp. Those young niggas beat my ass, and I wanted revenge in the worst way.
As soon as I got in the car, I turned my phone back on and noticed all of the notifications. Between my begging-ass kids, my baby mamas, and my bitches, I never got a moment of peace. Everyone wanted something from me, and I was tired of it.
My wife texted me asking how much longer I would be, and I let her know I would be there in a little while.
She let me know she made dinner, which made me excited to get there.
I was grateful all of our kids were finally out of the house because I could walk around naked and fuck my bitch all over the house.
I called Trina to see what she was up to, but she hadn’t answered my calls or the messages I’d sent earlier.
Trina might have been a dummy, but she was one of my favorite bitches.
She rarely gave me any problems, and she let me do whatever I wanted to her.
She had been riding for me heavily since our little run-in with her niece and those street rats.
The thought of Lyric made my dick hard, and it had been that way since the day I ran into her.
I knew she would grow up to become a bad bitch, and she was even finer than I imagined.
Years had passed, and I still thought about her.
I blamed Trina for taking her away from me all those years ago.
If I had more time with her, I was sure I would have been able to make her fall in love with me.
Instead, I had to go through life knowing another man was fucking her and raising my little bastard.
I wanted Lyric, but I didn’t give a fuck about that little bitch she gave birth to.
Hell, I had enough begging mothafuckas in my life; there was no room for another.
The only reason I showed up to her house that night was because I wanted to get under her skin.
If I had known I would end up with my ass being handed to me, I never would have gone.
My wife had been pressing me about my injuries because she wasn’t buying the story I gave her about being robbed and jumped by a group of masked men. The only reason I lied was because I was too embarrassed to admit what really happened.
I parked in my driveway, then responded to a few messages before getting out of the car.
My plan was to eat a good ass meal, take a shower, and then end the night with my wife on her knees.
Krista hated sucking dick, but I didn’t give a fuck what she wanted.
I needed the stress sucked out of me, and as my wife, it was her job to make sure I was satisfied.
When I stepped inside, it was oddly quiet.
Krista usually liked to play music at night when she wasn’t watching her shows on full blast. I kicked my shoes off and called her name, but there was no answer.
It struck me as odd, but I didn’t think too hard about it.
My mind was focused on the food she cooked.
I hadn’t smelled anything when I walked in, so I wondered what she made.
I flipped the light on in the kitchen, and there was nothing there. In fact, the kitchen was spotless and looked as if no one had been in there. My face twisted into a frown as I backed out of the kitchen and headed toward my bedroom.
“Baby! I thought you said you c—” My steps halted when I saw my wife tied up in a chair with tears streaming down her face. My stomach dropped when I realized how serious things were.
“It’s nice of you to join us. Your wife has been doing an excellent job of keeping me company while we waited.” A man dressed in all black with a ski mask sat in my favorite chair in the corner of our bedroom.
“What the hell is going on? If you’re looking for money, you’ve come to the wrong house. I don’t have shit for you to take,” I informed him.
“I beg to differ. You have something I’ve been wanting to take for a long time,” he replied. His calm tone sent chills down my spine. In the midst of my fear, I hadn’t taken the proper time to process his voice. It was familiar in an eerie way.
“Well, what is it? I’ll give it to you right now if it means you’ll let my wife go.”
The fear in her eyes broke my heart. My actions over the years caused her a lot of pain, but her life being put in danger was new territory.
“In due time. First, I think we need to make some things right.” He paused, reaching up to remove his facial covering. My eyes widened when I laid eyes on the person who had broken into my home. I couldn’t remember his name, but I knew who he was.
“What the fuck are you doing here? What is all this about?”
He chuckled, then stood from his seat. My eyes locked on the gun in his right hand. I needed to figure out how to make sure I came out of this with my life.
“Geo! Clay! You can come in now!” he shouted. Within seconds, two big, burly men stepped inside the room. I glanced back and forth, trying to understand what was happening.
“You seem to have a bad habit of taking things that don’t belong to you.
You’ve caused a lot of harm to many women, and I think it’s time for you to experience what it feels like to be helpless.
My friends, Geo and Clay, are fresh out of prison, and I’ve paid them a hefty price to show you a good time.
Since your wife likes to sit around and watch you ruin lives, I figured she’d want a front row seat.
“Gentlemen, I have supplied you with condoms, lube, and zip ties. I’m gonna step out and give y’all some privacy, but I’ll be back in about forty-five minutes. Don’t show any mercy.” The young fella smirked at me before leaving the room.
“Wait. What the fuck is going on? Hey! Where the fuck are you going?” I screamed as the two men grabbed me and began to tie my arms together.
One of them was dark-skinned with locs, while his partner was light brown with his hair in a ponytail.
The dark-skinned gentleman pushed me down on my knees next to Krista.
I couldn’t even bear to look at her, because I knew whatever happened next, she would never look at me the same.
Stepping toward me, he unzipped his pants and let them fall to the ground. His dick sprung out of his boxers, and my stomach twisted when he pushed it into my face. He must have been crazy if he thought I was going to suck it.
“I like my shit wet and with no hands.”
Before I could even offer a rebuttal, his partner stood next to Krista with a gun to her temple.
“Either you cooperate, or we fuck her and blow her brains out. The choice is simple,” the ponytail man warned.
My nostrils flared, and I saw nothing but red as they taunted me.
Without warning, the man with locs smacked me in the face, pried my jaw open, and forced his way inside my mouth.
There were no words to explain how degrading the experience was.
I refused to show weakness, so I held in my tears.
It was obvious they wanted to break me, and I refused to let them think they had won.
“Relax your throat. Yeah, just like that.” He groaned, pumping in and out of my mouth.
I could feel the vomit rising, and I didn’t even bother to hold it in.
I figured it would deter him and end my misery.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t have been more wrong.
His pumps never slowed down as I threw up.
Instead, his moans grew louder, and he became even more aggressive, holding my head down as he picked up the pace until he released in my mouth.
Krista sobbed loudly, making the moment even more traumatizing. I tried to keep my composure, but when the two of them stood in front of me naked, I knew I wouldn’t mentally survive what was next.
My voice shook as I pleaded with the men. “Y’all don’t have to do this. Please. I-I don’t have a lot, but you can take whatever you want. Hell, you can take my car if you want. I-I’m begging you. I won’t call the police or anything. You can leave now, and nothing will happen.”
The dark-skinned gentleman smirked before bending down to my level.
“I promise, we’re gonna take good care of you. We’re not worried about the police. You just make sure you throw it back when I tell you to.” He winked then lifted me from the ground. The two of them stripped me out of my clothes and tossed me onto the bed.
“Let’s turn your chair around. We don’t want you to miss out on anything,” I heard from behind me. I had never prayed a day in my life, but I closed my eyes and prayed for mercy. I might have done a lot of fucked up shit in my life, but there had to be a better punishment.
“I’ll take the front, and you take the back. We can switch after we nut. I bet I cum first.”
“Hell yeah. You know I love a little competition. Let me get the lube.”
The two of them sounded like they were about to eat a buffet. My stomach grew sick as I listened to them move around the room while I helplessly lay there on the bed.
Panic settled in when I felt a dip in the bed and a pair of big hands pulling me by my waist. I told myself it was a wild nightmare I would be waking up from at any minute.
Unfortunately, the big man upstairs must have been busy, because not only weren’t my prayers answered, but I was tormented and taken advantage of for over an hour.
At some point, I passed out from mental anguish and physical trauma.
The two of them switched positions multiple times until they were finally tired.
Each climax, they made sure to ejaculate on my body.