This is part two for part one click here
Joseph "Joe" Symanski III, commander of the Order of the Perifidious Dawn's militant branch, who looked like a aloha type surfer bodybuilder nazi, weird combo some said but it kind of worked, liked in-calls. He preferred them to out-calls, no hookers messing up his bed, the bed that his dear mother made with clean sheets as recently as this Thursday. He would never dishonor his mother like that, not any woman.. No woman indeed, but a monkey? Who cares. He looked around the Airbnb makeshift whorehouse. Tasteless, Carpe Diem neon sign on the wall above the grey Ikea sofa. A huge clock on the wall where the numbers were printed in letters "Twelve" "One" and so on. Right in the center of the clock it said London, Milan, Paris but no corresponding smaller clocks showing the hours in those places. Stupid. He stretched out on the bed.
"You suck good for a monkey, Destiny, you know that?"
"Mhhhm" her mouth was full of cock.
Joe, thrust his hips and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth.
“Do you like that Destiny? Was that your name, Destiny? Can I call you that?”
“Mmhmm" she quickly raised her head so she could answer his question.
"Mmm sure daddy, call me whatever you want. Destinys fine.”
She then continued with what she was doing.
"Don't call me daddy. I'm not some nigga daddy. But you are a Destiny, I like that. That's a good nigga name. Do you like it when I call you Destiny, Destiny?”
"Mhhhm" she sucked harder and more intensely, hoping to shut him up.
“Destiny? You look like you got some gook in you, you look like a nigger gook. Are you?"
“Mhmm. shcub dabby”
“Destiny. I want you to suck my ass.”
Destiny stopped for a moment. He could sense her hesitation and he liked that.
“Destiny I want you to really go to town on my asshole. Eat it out.”
Destiny giggled “Nah Daddy, I like this better. Let me suck your big dick. I love it. I'll make it real good for you. I’ll take it all the way down.”
“Now listen nigga, all that sounds very good. We'll get to that. But now I'm the one paying you and not the other way around and I want you to shove your little nigga tongue up my rectum.”
He pushed her head away so he could make room to lift his legs up towards his shoulders, spread his ass good.
“Now I want you to give my asshole some real nigger sloppy toppy, clean it out proper. Toss the salad.. I want you to give my asshole a real prison round. And if you don't wanna do it, I'll make you. You ungrateful monkey you.”
He grabbed her by her hair and pressed her head against his asshole. She struggled and turned her head away as she grimaced in disapproval. Making sounds of disgust that only made him harder. She tried to resist but Joe, the former Navy Seal, was stronger. This is what he came here for. The fight. The humiliation. The disgust. Just as he felt her big fat lips up against his butthole, there was a knock on the door. Destiny took the shot she was handed and stood up with a jerk.
"Who the hell is that you nigger bitch? Your pimp?”
“I don't know Daddy. I'm not expecting anyone. Lemme see real quick though.”
And before Joe could stop her she had moved over and opened the door. Damn it, his gun was in his pants over on the armchair at the other end of the room. A big black guy flashing a badge stood outside the half way open door looking in. Joe saw at once that this was no nigger cop and that wasn't a real badge. Damn, he was getting jacked. Her pimp. Fucking niggers. This is what you get for having a ebony kink, he thought.
"POLICE" the big black guy said and pushed the door open forcing Destiny to take a step back.
"Put that thing away homeboy, I know you ain't no cop." Joe said.
The big black guy was thrown back. Usually these tricks used to be so pumped full of adrenaline that they didn't have the presence of mind to see through his bluff. The fright was stronger than their discernment.
"I am."
He replied without an ounce of confidence left. What did it really matter, why keep up the charade? Sure, at best, if he played the part to the fullest it could keep a trick or two from even thinking about contacting the police. But they rarely did anyway. What would they say? That they were robbed by some pimp while paying for sex? Who would do that? A fool, that's who.
“You are not.” Joe said “You know how I know that? I know because I know a whole bunch of cops all over town. We’re very tight, tighter than your hoe there. And the best thing you can do right now is to get out of here right away and we'll forget all about this. You slipped up, I can forgive that.”
The big black guy hesitated a bit before brandishing his gun as an reminder of who was in charge.
"Forget that. You stay there and shut up or I'll put a bullet in your head."
He continued to aim the gun at Joe as he walked over to the armchair where Joe's clothes were. The girl we know as Destiny was busy getting dressed and now, for the first time since the big black guy entered the room, she opened her mouth.
“Why did you take so long you sorry ass late ass nigga? Do you know what I had to do while you weren’t here? What this fool put me through? I had to actually suck that nigga dick because you were late..I don't even wanna mention what else. You should smoke this nigga. This racist ass nigga. He called me a nigger and all. Who you calling nigger, nigga.”
The big black guy looked impatient as he waved his gun. "Shut up bitch, I can't stand your whining. It's not like you didn’t suck a white motherfucker dick before.”
Who are these retards Joe thought, this wouldn't be a challenge at all. He would get out of this predicament just as he had gotten out of every other predicament he had encountered all around the world. His life had been about learning how to deal with problems and then actually getting out of them. He had faced worse problems than two dumb ass ghetto blacks. He blurted out:
"Yo my nigga."
The big black guy who was still arguing with Destiny about sucking cock or not was a bit surprised when the pantless white man over on the bed he was holding at gunpoint called him the n-word.
"What did you say?"
"Relax homeboy, you look fucking huge. I don't wanna mess with you, no way Jose. You look big enough for the NFL. Did you play varsity?”
"Who are you calling homeboy, bitch, what are you talking about? What do you mean NFL?”
"What I mean?" Joe replied, preparing for a here we go live or die assault on the big black guy “What do I mean? Aren't you a Nigga For Life?”
On the last syllable Joe pulled out a pillow from under his head and threw it at the big black guy.
Kept my interest the whole while but could've ended on a higher note