Chapter 9
Jack
“Can I help you?” I asked the man politely. “I have come to claim the pussy that belongs to me.” He growled threateningly.
“First thing buddy. I own three black belts in the martial arts. I could fuck you up a hundred different ways before you could even blink,” I hissed.
“And secondly, you are more than welcome to my whore of a wife. In fact, lets go to her room and pack all her shit so she’ll never have to come back here,” I told him.
Gail turned white as a ghost when I walked into her room with the huge black man. “This man has come to claim his pussy. We are going to pack your clothes and you can never come back here for any reason.
“I’m so sorry Jack, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry,” Gail sobbed. “Hear that buddy? She’s sorry. Funny thing that she never once said she was sorry when she came back to our honeymoon suite after fucking three men for about ten hours at my estimate,” I told the man.
“She needs a man with a strong hand who can control her,” the man told me.
“Well buddy, have at it. She is all yours,” I chuckled.
“I want a woman who adores me. I want a woman who would share me with her best friend if I asked her to. I want a woman that I will never have to guess where she is,” I told the man.
“Obviously, Gail was never that,” I added.
It was lucky that the man had a huge Escalade. We managed to get everything that Gail owns into his vehicle. Gail was sobbing as I walked away. Her sobs fell on deaf ears.
Alex
I smiled broadly while I watched the big black man drive Gail away from my house. It looks like she just found someone who will be able to tame her and control her. Sometime in the future, I will let her come home for a Thanksgiving meal. But that will be sometime in the future.