September 23, 2017
Miami, Florida
2:00 PM
Beyoncé Giselle Knowles:
"W-why're we using that?" Please tell me he's not about to record anything with me like this.
"We 'bout to make a sex tape." He smirked.
"Nononono let me out now!" I fucking refuse to do this shit. I started squirming and writhing with all of my night to get out of these ropes, but they just wouldn't budge. What was this nigga? A Boy Scout?
"Ah, the perks to being a Boy Scout." He checked his watch. "Oh it's time to take your medicine."
I kept my mouth closed and shook my head vigorously. He can beat my ass all he wants, I'm not getting drugged again. I've come to the conclusion of getting drugged from-
"OW!" Chris punched me in my breast, hard. While my mouth was open, he poured something in it. I was about to spit it out, but he covered my mouth and nose with his hands. I can't just stay here and not breath, I don't want to swallow it, fuck.
"Might as well just swallow it, it's goin' down whether you're conscious or not." I rolled my eyes starting to get lightheaded, and just went ahead and swallowed the substance. It was fizzy. He let go of my face and I took a deep intake of breath, coughed a few times.
"What the hell was that!?"
"You'll see bitch." He hit me with that fucking whip again, I'll kill his ass. I clenched my jaw, not making another sound, then all of a sudden my body started getting really hot. Not temperature wise, no no, I was getting hot.. And bothered.
"Ugh Chris what was that shit!?" He started dragging the whip down my leg, making me shiver.
"Just a lil' sumn to getcha ready." He turned and grabbed something, turned it on, then looked back at me.
"Look, whatever I did to you.. I'm so- fuck!" I arched my back, biting my lip when a vibrator came in contact with my clit.
"Ahh... S-stop." I tried closing my legs, but this smart dummy motherfucker had those restrained too. This was so fucking wrong, but whatever he gave me had it feeling so right. He removed the vibrator and I involuntarily whimpered.
"Oh you want more?"
"No please no, I'm fine." I shook my head so hard, I'm surprised it wouldn't fall off of my neck. He chuckled.
"Bobble head ass, I was done witchu anyway, it's Summer's time now." He walked out of the room.
I cocked an eyebrow. "S-Summer?"
A few moments later, a very uncoordinated Summerella walked in the room giggling like a high school girl, in some lingerie. She was looking fine as hell, wait, shit the drugs.
"Bey Beey." She slurred. I sighed in disappointment, Chris got her too.
"Yes hun?"
"I wanna have fun with you... You wanna have fun with me?" I scrunched my face up. I didn't but my body did.
"Ugh you sound like a porn ad, please gone somewhere. August!" She pouted and crawled on top of me.
"That wasn't very nice." Summer buried her face in my neck, kissing it slightly, and mumbled incoherently. That really set my body off, I wanted her so bad by then.
"Summer get up, I don't.." I gasped as she harshly bit my neck. In this case, that was a painful pleasure I'll gladly accept. No I won't, fuck, I hate Chris.
"Summer quit stallin', I'm runnin' outta memory." Chris said. Wayment... No..
"You're forcing a sex tape of me and my best friend!?"
"Ahh, bingo. It'll all be done soon. Enjoy, I will."
Summer sat up. "Bey stop being so meaaaan lemme love you."
Oh yeah, this hoe is gone. I'm done. Summer shifted her position and ripped my bra off. Alright, $60 out yo pocket. She then grabbed my breasts and massaged them while making dead eye contact with me. I couldn't help but to moan, because it felt good no matter how much I didn't want it to. Summer kissed down my stomach and gave my panties the same treatment. Fuck my clothes huh?
"Okay, stop this shit before something actually goes down." I said. Guess what I got. Ignored.
I felt her hot, wet tongue on my clit and shivered a bit. She started flicking her tongue and I moaned closing my eyes. Summer ran her acrylic nail over my lips, causing me to whimper slightly, because I wanted more of her. Then something got turned on again, and it was inserted-
"Bey stop." Summer said wiping my tears. I didn't realize how much I was crying until I looked her shirt. Man I'm a Lil' bitch...
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