LOVE ON THE BRAIN

LOVE ON THE BRAIN PART 6

LOVE ON THE BRAIN PART 6:

I found myself tied up to a chair in a dark concrete room. I wiggled my wrists and ankles to try to untie myself, but the knots were too tight. I fell over trying to break free. "Ahhhhh," I screamed! I heard a voice whisper to me, "stop, they will come in if there's too much noise," the voice explained. "Who's there," I questioned? "My name is Daisy, I've been here a few days, they killed my boyfriend," she cried. Oh my God, where's Black? "Who," Daisy asked? My boyfriend, have you seen him? The guy with tattoos every where? Yes, yes that's him, where is he? They took him to the burner room. "Burner room, what's the burner room,"  I asked?  It's where they torture the people that stole money from them or owe them money. Money, Black don't have no damn mo... I stopped in mid thought. Where did he get the money for the tuxedo and that dress? "Fuck Black , What have u gotten us into," I yelled with frustration!? "SHHHH," said Daisy.

Somebody came through the door, "Who the fuck keep hollering ," the woman yelled? She was a woman, but definitely did not look like it. She stood maybe 5'4, with about 5 plats, and men clothing. Daisy put her head down. "Me bitch, where's my boyfriend," I screamed at her!? She kicked me. I spit the blood from my mouth on her shoes. "Oh, we have a feisty one now," she said picking up my chair. In my face she spoke, "your boyfriend stole from me so, you have to pay me what he owe." Pay you, I don't have any fucking money. "I'm not talking about money sweet heart," she said unbuckling her pants.

She grabbed a knife out of her pocket, and flicked it open. She cut the rope from around my wrists and ankles. "Any funny business bitch, and your boyfriend is dead," she whispered to me brushing my sweaty hair out of my face. I put my head down, "Ok," I replied. She grabbed me and tossed me on the stained mattress on the floor. "Get on your knees bitch," she demanded. She dragged me in front of her crotch and unzipped her pants. She then whips out her black colored strap and rams it in the back of my throat. Grabbing my head, she held me there until I gagged. "Deep throat bitch, I like that" she said grinning. "You should really see what that mouth do, take this off daddy," I said untying the strap. "Yea bitch show me," the dike replied pulling her pants all the way off.

She walked over to the chair and sat down. I crawled over to her. She scooted to the edge of the chair and put one foot on my shoulder. I started eating her pussy. I licked, nibbled, and sucked on her, "Fuck," she moaned. "I might have to keep you for myself," she said with her eyes closed throwing her head back. I continued, her legs started shaking as she squirted in my mouth. She dropped the knife . I picked it up, ran behind her and sliced her neck. Blood started gushing everywhere. I ran over to Daisy and cut her ties, and we both dipped.