Bad Behavior

Chapter 8

Vanessa POV

I checked out of the hotel and sat in my car with Peppa in the passenger seat, acting as if she was a human.

I decided to call that receptionist from the prison. I just wanted to know what she meant when she told me that I had to do something for her in order to get my mama back.

Just yesterday, she agreed to get my mom out of jail if I completed a task for her. I don't know what the task is, that's what I'm calling for.

"Hello? Amber?"I questioned into the phone.

"Yes, this is she."

"Hi, I was calling... You told me you would get my mom out of jail if I did something for you."

"Oh yes, I remember."Her voice suddenly went low and sounded slutty like.

"So what do I have to do?"

"You see that address written on the back of that card I gave you."

I looked down at the card and flipped it to it's back, seeing an address on it. "Yeah,"

"Go there and you can get started."

"Started on what—?"I started but she interrupted my sentence by hanging the phone up. The dial tone sounded in my ear as I pulled the phone away from my ear.

I sighed. I guess I'll just have to go to this written down address. It was on the outskirts of Hammond which was more than hour away from here. I'll do anything to have my parents back in my life, for good.

So I drove all the way over there. When I got to the address, I pulled in the drive way, parked and got out.

I walked up the front porch and was just about to ring the doorbell when the door opened. It opened slowly, I walked inside. The inside of the house was dark, except for a few candles lit. I pushed my glasses up on my face just as the front door slammed shut. I heard the locks click and I knew I was fucked.

"Glad you decided to show up."She said, grabbing my hand. She led me somewhere inside the house and flicked on the light.

Like I expected, it was the receptionist from the jail. She was butter ball ass naked.

"Go on, take off your clothes."

"What?"

"We made a deal. You let me fuck you, I get your mom outta jail."

"Turn off the light."

"Nah, I wanna see what i'ma be making love to."

Making love? Bitch, I don't even know you!

"Ion even know your name."I stalled. "I'm Harley, your parents know me. I'm an old friend of theirs, from back inna day."She introduced her naked self. "How you know them?"I asked, still trying to buy some time.

"I used to work with Melanie at footlocker. Enough said, lemme fuck you."

I mentally rolled my eyes and blew out a breath. Whatever, let's just get this over with.

I took my sweet 'ole time getting undressed. When I was naked, I laid down and got comfortable in the stranger bed. "Uh uh, come bounce on this dick. I wanna see them big ass titties bounce in my face. Lookin' like ya mama."She chuckled, pulling me up. Okay, you asking for too much, I thought.

I slid down on her strapon and thought that I might as well enjoy this. After all, I haven't gotten any action in days, I'm a little horny to be honest. Plus, I had to look like I was really into it so she'd buy this fake act.

I threw my head back and let out a moan as I rode her.

"Yeah baby, make them titties bounce!"She groaned. Okay, ewh! That remark made me want to stop and just ask her, how old she is. I refrained from saying anything and kept quiet. Once I got my fix, she slung me on the bed. She hovered on top of me so I couldn't move, which made me get an uneasy feeling.

Out of nowhere, I heard something being clasped shut which made me look up. I looked up to see my both of my hands, handcuffed to either sides of the bed.

"What are you doing?"I asked as she got off me, chaining my legs down to where they were spread like I was doing a split.

"This is payback. Melanie didn't stick up for me when her bitch ass friend Charmaign doused me in alcohol twenty years ago. Fuck Melanie, fuck Ka'Mille and fuck you!"She snapped.

"This happened twenty fucking years ago. If you have a problem with my parents, take it up with them."I snapped back.

"Oh no,"She smirked. "I'ma make you suffer."

"Come on out baby girl."She yelled. I heard a pair of feet slapping the floor, coming closer. "See this is my daughter, Chayla. She's going to fuck you long and hard. You're going to like it."Harley snarled. Chayla leaned over me, looking at me dead in my face. It was then that I noticed that, that was the maid that tried to trash Peppa.

My face scrunched up.

"You bitch!"I screamed, feeling my face turn red.

"Might not want to shit talk if you're the one chained up."Chayla stated. I rolled my eyes. "I think I'm going to use this one since you can't control your words."She got strapped up and showed me what she was going to manipulate me with. Oh no!

I felt her big piece fighting to slide inside me. "Please! Stop!"I screamed, feeling the pain. Her mother was nowhere near as big as her.

"You like this shit, huh? I know you do."Chayla groaned, pushing in and out of me.

"No, I don't. You're hurting me!"I cried. Her and Harley laughed deviously as Harley shoved a pair of dirty socks in my mouth, followed by a red ball to keep my mouth from closing. I could feel blood seeping from my private as Chayla kept going.

Neither of them seemed to care that I was bleeding. They kept taking turns inside of me.

That's all I remembered before I passed out...

C. Baby