Angry in her melanin

Caught

I went home that night with a bad feeling in my stomach. I felt uneasy and whenever I had these feelings something was destined to happen.

I didn't want to sweat it though, so I brushed it off . But the thoughts would've leave me alone

Could I be getting in trouble for the hotel shit I pulled ?

Bitch I shouldn't have killed him

Are the bitches at the strip club bout to do something?

My thoughts were pulled to a halt when my Uber stopped and men started rushing into the car.

What the hell is going on?

I asked myself questions to make a relationship between my situation and the men and finally figured it out .

I was getting re- kidnapped . How does that work? I don't know but I know they got me for good this time . I planned out how I was going to survive in that house .

The men viciously grabbed me out of the Uber and put me in a familiar van . I wanted to say something slick to them but I didn't have the energy. The van seemed bigger this time , though .

Big enough for me to be tied to a chair - which is exactly what is happening now .

They taped my mouth and slapped me as I tried to fight my way out of the chair . It wasn't working .

I probably looked like a cat trying to fight a big group of dogs .

I could only take the hits as my screams were muffled.

"This bitch is smart" one of the unfamiliar buff men said with his deep raspy voice . He definitely wasn't attractive so his voice didn't match his appearance.

Another guy scoffed as he stated "women don't know their place . Their job is to cook and carry children." He looked straight at me and for once I was scared .

The way this man talked about women scared me because there's actually people with this mentality alive .

Tears rushed out of my eyes while I sat in silence hoping the car ride would be over .

I constantly heard them making comments about my skin tone .

"Black bitch"

"Monkey whore"

I waited and waited . When the car finally stopped I felt weirdly comfortable. They took me out of the car and held me like a prisoner up to the door where it opened by itself .

I stood weakly infront of the door where shotta himself stood .

"Well well well. If it isn't the runaway herself!" He ripped the duct tape off of my mouth as it stung my lips and cheeks . I held that in.

I stood there quiet mentally preparing myself for whatever the fuck was about to happen . I didn't know what it was but I hoped I was prepared for it .

"Kamari" he declared . "Strip"

My eyes popped out of their sockets as I looked at every person in the room . All men and 1 Dyke .

"STRIP!" He exclaimed as he held whip in his big hands .

I slowly took my clothes off and stopped when it got to me bra and panties .

I tried my best to cover myself until I heard . "Make her take eryythang off" from the back of the room.

I gave shotta a begging look . He already embarrassed me enough.

"You heard da man, take everything off" he stood there with a slight smirk .

I slowly took my bra off and a lightskin guy

Walked out of the room smacking his teeth.

I took the rest off and stood there awkwardly, not really knowing what to do .

"You a whore . That's what you'll always be . You came from a broke whore and now you a whore." Shotta spat at me .

I shook my head and stood there still .

"Now , go back to where the fuck you were before you decided to run the fuck away . Black bitch."

I hurried and got my clothes and sped out of the room where the lightskin man stormed out to .

I noticed him sitting on the sofa looking stressed out . He didn't talk, he just looked at me . He was fascinating. I was intrigued .