Whore Hunter 2B

Part 2 of 3. See previous entry for more details #Rape #Abuse #Interracial #Raceplay #Crackwhore #Junkie

I got to my feet, looking down at her sexy chocolate ass. It glistened everywhere my mouth and tongue had just been. I wanted to pull my cock out and fuck her so bad! But no, not yet, stick to the plan I had to tell myself.

She was waiting for me to fuck her, as she held the position. Back arched, ass up and face down on the bed, and buried between two pillows. I gave her tight juicy ass a good slap….

“Hey, c’mon…let’s top off our buzz”.

I sat down and popped open a ice cold beer, and popped another X, biting down to crush it a bit for faster action. Damn I hate how that shit tastes!!! She got up, pulled her panties and bottoms up, and walked to the bathroom.

When she came out, we sat on the couch and smoked, drank, and talked for a bit. But it was mostly me doing the talking, as she now had an attitude. Apparently, she didn’t like the Raceplay stuff. I apologized and explained my feelings on it. That it’s nothing personal, and not real, that is purely for sexual gratification.

I was being genuine and sincere, and apologetic in my own way. Which I normally I never would give two shuts about any of this. I guess it was the fact her kids were next door, along with what happened to her recently, and of course, what I wanted from her.

But when she replied in a somewhat bitchy manner to me, with her hand gestures, while holding a lighter and pipe in each hand, with the dope I gave her, it helped snap my mindset back where it should’ve been.

“It’s Fine!…..It’s Fine!….It’s Fucking Fine, man!”

She took a long ass hit, holding it in before exhaling and resuming her thoughts…

“It’s fine…..like, seriously, it’s cool…”

Another big hit, a coughing outburst, followed by a drink…..

“I do appreciate what you’ve done, and are doing for me. So, I get it, I do.”

She lit a cigarette, as she rambled on about her life and other bullshit. Her Brooklyn accent , along with the attitude was starting to turn the Demons inside on. I swore I thought I heard a voice say, “Let me at that Bitch”!

“So, yeah man, I get it. If you want me to be your Whore, or your Nigger, or you wanna be my Daddy, or…..whatever it is that gets your dick hard, then fine. So long as you hold your end of the bargain, ok”?

“Good!….Very Good! Now come over her and get on your knees”!

She got up, and I opened my legs for her to kneel down between. She got down and pulled my bottoms down and off. I was about 75% hard when she did. When she saw my cock it was clear she wasn’t quite expecting it to be as big as it was, lol.

“Holy Fuck, man!” She laughed, “I had you wrong this whole time”. And she took it in her hand, and leaned in with an open mouth, ready to suck it.

I stiff armed her forehead just before she got her mouth on it.

“Nope, not yet, Whore. You’re gonna need that mouth for something else first, then you can suck it”.

She looked at me confused and asked “What”?

“Our entire deal hinges on these next fee hours, starting right now. I want you to jerk me off until I cum on your face, while you tell me everything graphic detail of how those guys Raped you a couple weeks ago”!

OMFG! The look on her face is something I will NEVER forget!. Hell, I may even oozed a little prematurely. I could see the trauma coming back to her. Suddenly her attitude and confidence shriveled up, leaving just a weak, timid, scared little Rape Whore, kneeling before me.

It took a bit of coaching, and leading by way of asking some questions I wanted to know, to get the exact information out of her that I was looking for, but we got there in time.

The more I pressed, the more often a tear would boil over and run down her face. Every once in a while I would say to her something to the effect that it was OK, all was good, she was doing well….as I would gently pull her mouth down on my cock for a quick little suck sample. But just a little bit, no more than 20-30 seconds, if that, and then back to work….

When I did finally cum, I made sure it caught her by surprise. No sounds or indication leading up to it, I had it in as long as I could, waiting for her to looking right into my eyes. A set of fresh tears had just started to roll, as I shot the fucking motherboard of jizz across her face as she was in mid sentence.

It caught her in the eye, and she backed away. I stood and finished it off, with a handful of hair, holding her face up to catch it. She began to cry , later admitting how humiliating that was for her at that moment.

Before I go further, here is a summary of what she told me, leading up to Nutting on her pretty face….

She admitted to having stolen 2 $20 rocks and $13 from his pocket that morning. Hewas still sleep when she did that, and then walked her kids to daycare. She went to he friends house after, bought a couple beers and a hotdogs, and smoked with her before returning home.

She got back a couple hours after she had left, and he was awake, and 2 of his underlings that sold his shit on the streets were sitting the livingroom. He called her back to the bedroom and confronted her. He didn’t buy her bullshit, and punched her in the gut, hard as if she were a man. She said she threw up and layed there in pain for several minutes

When she finally got the strength to get to her knees and try to crawl to the bathroom, he came back down the hall, stopped her at the door, and smacked her, open handed, as hard as he could. She spun around and fell flat on her stomach. She couldn’t her the words he said, as he yelled at her, from the ringing in her head and ears.

“I felt my pants being pulled down, but I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t even scream for help”.

He pulled her pants and panties down to her ankles, and mounted her right there on the floor, and Raped her. Pushing down on her head, her face against the carpet. This explained some of the marks I saw on her face and head the night she first arrived at the shelter. It was rug burn on her face , cheekbones and forehead.

By the time he was finished, her hearing had returned. He left her laying there, walked out the room. She heard him say , “Fuck it…Y’all Niggas go on in and get you some if you want”.

She tried yelling out NO, but couldn’t get it out. She heard footsteps, and sounds of belt buckles, zippers and other sounds of them preparing to Rape her. She tried to crawl away on her belly, but didn’t get far at all.

Hands grabbed her ankles and pulled her back to them. Then her shoes pulled off, followed by her pants and panties. One of them mounted her, ramming his cock in and out as fast and hard as he could. The other walked past her and took her floor mirror that she used to get dressed with, and placed it where she she was made to watch herself being Raped.

After both had finished, she was tied by the wrists and ankles, and left on the floor. They came back a couple more times, before moving her to the bed , where they tied her down. Her former ‘man’ ended up picking her kids up and telling them she was sick, and they had to stay in their room.

She was Raped several more times, and by a couple other men, before she was able to get free, and escape with her kids. I asked if any had Sodomized her, and she replied, “NO, Thank Fucking God”! I was a little disappointed by that, but I made the best of it 😉

So, after resting, and refreshing our high, I asked what she was wearing at the time, and if she had those clothes in the bag she brought for the weekend. She said she had all but the shoes she wore that day. I told her put those clothes on and come back, which she did with zero enthusiasm lol.

I had her lay on the floor, face down as she was, and we recreated the scene. Not a total reenactment, as much as I would have liked to have done. But enough to see and feel what they say, and possibly felt.

The conclusion to come in Part c soon!
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