ESCORTÉ

Two Headed Snake

*That Same Night*
December 12, 2025
Onika Maraj POV

Lauren and I had been screaming, yelling, and crying for an hour at this point. My voice almost sounded as though it was leaving me. I was sure someone would eventually call the police.

My heart felt like it had been shattered over and over and over again for past few months and I couldn't take anymore. I had thrown my phone and broke it and also had taken my tennis bracelet off. I pressed her over and over again as if her answer would change and it never did. She was adamant that she had fucked Beyoncé. I became sick to my stomach at the thought.

Random items were now displaced due to both of our frustrations. I accused her of lying to keep me away from Beyoncé but she said that wasn't true. She had done it, she said she did so it must be true. Lauren would never put our friendship in jeopardy for a lie.

I stepped onto the shattered glass to get to the couch before I sat down and buried my face into my hands. Why was something else happening to me? I thought. I felt as though I was obsessed or crazy or something and that was so unlike me. But I felt jealous... I felt bitter... I now felt even more insecure. Was my bestfriend moving crazy right now or was this a habit for Beyoncé? She really acted like so traditional but she had fucked two "whores" now. Maybe even more. Did she get off on this shit? My mind ran away from me as I scrambled for answers.

"I want to know every single detail." I said, my throat hurting as I tried to talk.

"What?" She sat beside me, her disbelief showing heavily.

"Every single detail." I repeated.

"Onika no. I won't do that. It'll make this worst trust me." She warned me, further pissing me off.

"Trust you?!" I yelled at her. "We are so far from that right now and that's so crazy to say. Lauren you literally ruined the rest of the happiness I had left. The least you could do is be honest." Tears flowed from my eyes as I closed them.

I didn't hear anything from her but anxious breathing before she began to talk to me.

*Flashback to Years Ago"
Lauren's POV

"Tell me your deepest darkest fantasies.." I whispered in her ear while I ran my expensive nails along her neck.

She was definitely drunk but still looked at me before she roughly grabbed the back of my hair and whispered something in my ear. What she said both shocked me and turned me on at the same time.

"Ok." I giggled as looked right next to us at the large full sized mirror before dropping to my knees in front of her. I then went to unbuckle her belt and pulled her pants down slightly. I tried to pull her member from her briefs before she slapped my hands away.

"Beg me." She said to me while biting her bottom lip.

"Please....." I looked up at her in desperation while kissing her hardness through her briefs. Her hand was now roughly grabbing a fistful of my hair again before she pulled her briefs down with the other and her hardness sprang out. It was difficult to handle. I had to stop many times to catch my breath, during which I was met with slaps to my face and various obscenities.

This went on for minutes as she lay back in euphoria. I figured maybe she was so drunk that this was all she wanted, some head to put her to sleep but I was so wrong.

Suddenly she stood up pulling my mouth off of her by the fist full of my hair she was still holding. Her member looked even longer as she stood and it was intimidating. She then guided me to lay on my stomach, ass in the air. Her hand moved from my hair to the side of my face as she pressed it into the bed. My face was now pressed in a direction where I could watch in the mirror as she entered into me swiftly, causing me to moan loudly. My hand reached to her stomach but was slapped away, instantly turning me on.

"You feel so good." She said to me, moaning uncontrollably. I could still feel the cold buckle of her belt pressing against the bottom of my thighs, reminding me that she was fucking me this good all while still having her pants on.

Chills ran their course through my body and I instantly tried to run from the large intrusion causing them. Her hand left my face and went to my waist, holding me in my place while the other smacked my ass.

"Where you going?" She asked me as she pounded me harder. I whimpered due to the pressure in my wound causing an inability to speak.

"Answer me." She smacked me harder, inciting a verbal response.

"Nowhere! I'm sorry!" I apologized, hoping it would make her merciful. She instead pushed me down flat on my stomach. She was now laying on top of me while still inside me. It was too deep to handle.

"Please.." I mumbled, tears streaming onto the covers.

"I saw you staring at me all night." She said in response. I hadn't noticed her southern dialect until now and it had me dripping even more. "This what you wanted?" She teased me, her slurring still evident.

"Yes." I could barely talk above a whisper. My hand reached out to grab something.. anything but failed.

"I know what else you want whore." She whispered directly in my ear while grunting as I felt warm liquid fill me to my brim.

There was only moments of recovery for us both before she got up and pulled her briefs and pants back up fully. She then staggered back out into the party as I lay there and finished gaining my energy.

-Flashback Over-

Tears clouded my eyes and I could barely see as she finished. I should've listened to her when she told me I couldn't handle the truth, but then I would never know who I was really dealing with after all. Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore my mouth failed me and asked another question, almost involuntarily.

"What did she whisper in your ear?" I whispered as my eyes closed preparing myself for the answer.

"What?" she asked me.

"In the beginning, you said she whispered something in your ear. What was it?" I continued.

"Oh.. Onika honey .."

"Tell me Lauren. Every word." I wiped my tears before she sighed, swallowed, and looked away.

"She said she wanted me to watch her fuck me like the whore I am... and then she called me a bitch." She candidly told me in a timid tone before she quickly grabbed my hands to keep me from leaving. "That's why I was telling you to be careful baby. She was really aggressive." Her eyes showed a hint of fear.

I buried my face back into my hands while she rubbed my back. I couldn't even fathom that she was talking about Beyoncé doing all that. The ego and degradation? It didn't even sound like her. She thought of us as whores, no different than the rest of the predators we dealt with for so long. I had felt like I was used before.

But now I was certain of it.

Was she lying to me? I thought as my mind tried to trick me out of believing it could be true once again. But then I remembered something she had told me.

"She told me how good I felt." Was what she said. You see, this is why the details, every last one of them, was so important. I knew Lauren wasn't lying.

Because she had said the same thing to me.

"Onika?" Lauren called my name as I stared into nothingness.

I breathed heavily before answering. "Yeah."

"There's something else."