Taboo 2.0

7

Mama D sat in her office and silently tapped her fingers on her office desk. There was a lot racing through her mind but yet she didn't speak those thoughts aloud. Memories from the past and present filled her mind but she knew that the future was the only thing to focus. On her desk, a picture of her and a man of darker complexion could be seen holding each other tightly, in their wedding garments. Mama D glanced at the picture with disgust in her eyes. There was no love but only hate in her eyes.

Turning her head to look at her computer screen. The website was opened to a Bank of America account, 10 million dollars  was deposited into her account as a pending transaction. Before she knew it, the boy sent her the money. She would have thought the boy would have stood her up and not given her the money. If that was the case, Mama D would call her people and have the boy killed. But the boy sent the money, which made Mama D give him a ounce of respect.

10 million dollars was no joke and especially for someone like Delicious it was even more surprising that the man would want to pay so much money for such a simple and crude little girl. That money also included Delicious's debt to Mama D. If she could she would have sold her for $1 however her debt was too much to bare. Delicious continually got in trouble causing Mama D to bail her out and fix her problems which caused her debt to grow.

To Mama D all women were hoes and slut. All these women did was sell their bodies none of them were pure and clean. Mama D's ideal women were virgin women who had no experience in this cruel world. Those were the girls that would be easy to control and trick. Let me believe they have no one and isolate them. 

After you isolate them make the depend on you than you begin and the mental abuse. There was no use for physical abuse. As long as you could reach into someone's mind and cause them to believe everything you say, to change that mindset is very hard. Shower them with gifts and than use them and give them drugs, those girls weren't going anywhere.

Alot of these women were lost. They glamorized the lifestyle they saw on social media and wanted to hang around these big time celebrities not knowing that there was a price to pay.

All of those women were going to pay they price whether it physical emotionally or mentally. Especially sexually. All of those women had to give up something. This was a game where the weak did not rule but those with a iron fist always ruled especially. No tears or ill pay you back would stop Mama D from doing her job: pimping out hoes.

Mama D did not feel sympathy for any of those women at all. You had to rule with a iron fist or else emotions would drag you down. Most of these women sold themself to the game. Mama D hated when people tried to make it seem like these women were some innocent women who were sold into the game. Alot of these women chose this life and knew what they were getting into. She had to make her money and satisfy her clients and pimping out bitches was the way to go.

However there was something bothering her. This whole situation with Delicious. Mama D would have had to admit that Delicious was a pretty girl and if her husband was alive he would have loved to have a taste of her but he was gone now. It her duty to take care of the business that her husband passed down for her. One thing she could admit was that she admired Delicious work ethic.

Delicious did her job and it well. She never complained and kept to herself. This was the type of women she needed. Work without complaining and give her all of your money. However the attitude always threw her off. But Mama D would be lying to herself if she said that Delicious wasn't experienced in this field.

But Mama D couldn't help but feel jealous. Her heart felt irritated and this caused her to shake her head so she could not feel that emotion. Something about that man holding Delicious reminded her of her husband. He was only so tender with her when he wasn't drunk. When he was drunk he was the meanest and the fiercest person she had ever known.