Pleasure or Pain Part 22
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J.VelvetShe remembered the first time they met, at a strip club called Onyx in the city of Miami. L.A just recorded a series of records for a rap group and was invited to be on the set of their upcoming uncesensored video that just happened to be located at the club. She always attracted attention everywhere she went, she was young rich and famous, everything she did was big. She walked in with her crew as the cameras stormed the center stage getting a full shot of the dancers as they climbed the pole and twerked for the audience as her music played.
Everyone grabbed a seat and pulled out their stash of cash L.A being bigger than the rest with forty thousand dollars in all twenties.
"May I get a drink for ya" a stripper said who was also a waitress.
"Yeah bring us a bottle of Henny"
"Make that two bottles, you know that ain't gonna be enough" her partner said.
L.A agreed nodding her head before slipping a twenty in between the woman's triple D breasts that was leaking out her skimpy bra. The fellas opened the bottle of complimentary champagne on the table all taking a shot to congratulate L.A on her success. One person who noticed the lady with the new money was none other than Miranda or as the club called her Wett Dreams. She was five feet exactly and resembled Amber Rose except she was slightly darker and instead of sporting a short cut wore silky blonde Bantu knots. Her waist was practically non existent when compared to her ass which was so big it was the topic of conversation of it was real or not. Many strippers had breast and ass implants but Miranda swore her assets were real. Her legs were thick and shapely and her breasts were a nice size double that showed off her pierced areolas. She was known for her tattoo that was displayed on the large canvas of an ass she had. The ink started over her cheeks with a tramp stamp that read You Won't Forget This Ass. On the ass itself was a series of colorful butterflies that surrounded a set of juicy red lips that were centered around her asshole. The stripper was nasty making it well known that she used all three holes and displayed her skills on stage by taking monster large dildos in them and giving lucky fans a ride of their lifetime bringing them on stage for a one on one hump session.
This night her eyes were set on L.A who looked over at her grinding on an individual by the bar.
"Damn bro you see that" said her friend who waived a wad of cash at her.
She smiled but winked at L.A paying no attention her buddy. Getting up she walked over slowly in her five inch heels taking off her sheer black robe she wore. She immediately turned around and began twerking on L.A as the D.J played French Montana's "Pop that"
L.A grabbed a handful of titties as Miranda grabbed her knees shaking his ass so hard it popped L.A right out her seat. She tried to grab the monstrosity of an ass she had but it was too much as Miranda continued to have her way with he producer. After two more songs and a shot of Henny the two were cuddled up in the corner of the club while everyone else joined the rappers by the stage as they shot their video.
It didn't take rocket science for L.A to notice Miranda wanted her, she even said her real name when asked instead of her stage name. That's how it all started from one visit at the strip club and the night didn't end there with them both going back to a hotel overlooking the Miami beach where they proceeded to have sex for several hours. Miranda displayed her maginifenct oral skills and L.A matched hers showing off what she could do with a little motivation music and her briefcase fullnof sex toys.
After the night the two exchanged numbers before L.A caught her flight back home and less than a week later she called for Miranda putting her on a first class flight to her. The relationship continued for months with L.A moving her in and eventually marrying her. The two seemed like the perfect couple until Miranda was caught cheating. To everyone they're marriage although happened fast seemed to look perfect but L.A knew it wasn't. She was regretting her decision weeks later once Miranda got comfortable and decided to spend all her cash on daily shopping sprees, the last straw was her catching her in the act in their own home. After a night of drinking and cutting records L.A drove herself home which was only two miles away and walked in to a strange odor, not a smelly odor but a fragrance that she never smelled before but knew was different. She dropped her keys on the table and wobbled up the stairs taking off her jacket reaching the bedroom door to the sounds of moans. She noticed Mirandas voice but tried to make the other person out in the room but couldn't butnknew it was a man. She turned around and headed to another room where she pulled a bag from underneath the bed and pulled out a gun walking back. She busted open the door to two men on top of Miranda, one fucking her missionary style on the bed while the other hung over the bed fucking her face. The three stopped looking over at L.A who walked in with tears in her eyes waving the gun back in forth at them as if she was choosing which one she shoot first.
"Baby let me explain"
"Explain what this not no fucking R Kelly Mr Big song, bitch you've got me fucked up"
She was furiated, so mad the fun trembled in her hand she loved Miranda but always knew deep down inside she was cheating. L.A gave up the women, the random drunken nights at the club for her and just focused on work that she did so well making her a top producer in the game but the time she spent working Miranda spent with other men.
"I kinda already knew but out of all the punk niggas in the world you fucking my family my own cousin"
One of the men was Tony L.As second cousin, they were more than cousins they are like siblings who grew up around each other since they were kids. He spent most of the time at her house and the studio being introduced to tons of celebrities and countless females but the one he wanted out of them all was Miranda and when he was finally given a shot he brought his best friend along for the ride.
"Hey cuz my fault I mean it wasn't suppose to happen like this"
L.A cut the conversation short with a shot blown into the air, Miranda jumped at the sound of the gun discharging closing her eyes putting her face in the pillow. Both men ran out the room with their clothes in hand as L.A closed the door behind them getting on the bed. Miranda began to cry as she slowly uncovered her eyes and lifted her up but was only met with the red glossy eyes of her wife.
"It's over get the fuck out my house" she said getting up walking into the large oversized walk in closet filled with Mirandas clothes and threw them to the floor.
"Baby listen we can work this out, you know I love you"
"Fuck love" L.A said tossing everything from stilettos to custom made retro Jordan's. The fight lasted minutes with Miranda finally leaving with suitcases and a Uber car parked outside ready to take her anywhere she desired.
That was the last time they spoke for months with the next meeting being at a Starbucks. L.A prolonged getting a divorce knowing she didn't sign up a prenup but was hoping Miranda wasn't thinking about cashing out. She texted her phone asking for her to meet her at the coffee shop to talk things out and settle a decision of officially getting a divorce. L.A was surprised when her ex stripper wife pulled up in a fire red Mazzerati. Her first thought was who the fuck was her next victim them she thought she went back to stripping but dancing alone couldn't get her a car like that.
"Well hello" Miranda said walking inside taking a seat opposite of L.A.
"You probably wondering why I brought you here"
"No I know why, you want a divorce"
"Yes"
"I have no problem divorcing you but first let's discuss my money"
"What money" L.A tried to play stupid to feel her out.
Miranda wasted no time reminding her she never signed a prenup and once divorced she would take her for everything she got. Afraid of losing it all L.A put the discussion of divorce to the side and decided to just pass her hush money to keep their marriage quiet and go their separate ways. Miranda took the money but weeks later was back as t her door asking for more this time in the form of a loan so she could open up bar. L.A coughed up the money hoping it would be the last time but it wasn't weeks later she was back either walking in on her recording sessions or texting her to even getting a hotel room right next door to her on a vacation in the Bahamas.
This went on for several years until L.A met the new love of her life Anita. The calls became ignored and the monthly drops of cash to keep her happy was now non existent. Miranda didn't need the money since she was already dating a cash cow in the form of a pro bowl NFL linebacker but milking her wife dry was her only concern. She felt she deserved it, even though she cheated she still felt L.A cheated her our of happiness making her quit her job and move across states to be a boring house wife who hardly got any attention since she was always alone. She figured L.A finally got brace enough to stand up and not distribute anymore cash until she saw the news report of a shooting at Club Sweets in which her wife's name was mentioned along with others who were injured during injured including her new boo Anita.
The sight of seeing her being interviewed by a news reporter on what occurred the night of the shooting sickened her. Part of it was jealousy, even though she has someone new in her life she never got over L.A. she was in a state of shock when she was kicked out her home now at the airport with several suitcases and a credit card that could take her anywhere, her mind told her to go back home and fight for her marriage but instead she was stopped by a Nicholas Reaves who spotted her in her extra short thigh shorts and tank top getting off his flight. The two sparked up a conversation after he spotted her large rump from the other side of the airport and Miranda being despererate decided to entertain him not knowing he was a pro athlete. What led to him inviting her to his marvelous home that was twice as big as her wife's ended up in a relationship that grew into love but L.A still had a place in her heart even though she also hated her for breaking things off. She kept the marriage a secret from Nick who already proposed twice to her. She intended to marry him but not yet not until she knew for sure things over with L.A and now was the perfect time to unleash her mayhem on the happy new couple.
A few calls and some online research was all it took to figure out the hospital where Anita resided and she intended to make herself known.
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